Sunlight slipped it's fingers through the spaces between the blinds and ran them across my eyelids. " I hate you too, sun. I hate you too." I murmured and sat up, stretching my arms above my head.

" Morning." Gaara said from behind me, I turned my head over my shoulder and smiled at him.

" Hi." I replied still 90% asleep. " It's Saturday isn't it?"

" Yes. Why?"

" Just wondering." Today's the day. I thought to myself and jumped out of bed like my hair was on fire. Gaara was up in an instant.

" What's wrong?" He asked worried.

" Nothing, I just remembered something." I lied pulling on pants. " I have this thing that I have to go to so, I might not see you for a couple hours." I turned and faced him.

" Okay. I was going to meet an old friend today." I stopped pulling my shirt over my stomach and just looked at him.

" Don't."

" He was family."

" And I get that but, that doesn't mean that it's not a bad idea." I unfroze and continued putting on my shirt.

" He won't actually be there."

" He doesn't have to be something that could set you off."

" You sound as though I'm a weapon, that's armed and dangerous." I walked up to where he was sitting on the bed.

" Honey, you are anything but a weapon but, at the same time you are both armed and dangerous. I'm not saying that it's your fault, I'm stating facts."

" He's my uncle."

" He's also a bad memory involving Shikaku. Are you sure you want to run the risk of hurting innocent?"

" Isn't that what you used to do."

" No, those people were not innocent."

" I have to go see him. It's his birthday."

" Fine, but if anything goes wrong I will have no part of it." I said and got up to take a shower. By the time I got out, he was gone and I was still pissed. I sighed and sat on the bed with my head in my hands, not even five minutes later there was a knock on the door. I groaned and made my way to the sound.

" Hey."

" Hey." Sasuke replied when I opened the door. " Can I talk to you?"

" Of course, come in." An awkward silence spent on the couch later, he broke the quiet. " I was out of line."

" I'm listening."

" That being said, seeing Gaara with you bothers me."

" I am not getting back together with you, Sasuke." As soon as the words slipped out of my mouth I remembered all those times that we danced together with no music, all the long nights we sat up talking and laughing, all the times we kissed, all the times I would come home and see him trying to cook and how many times I'd have to scrape off burnt something or other from the bottom of a pan and fix it. I remembered all the times he'd walk up to me and hug me when he knew I needed it but, when no one else did. And then I remembered the silence. The everlasting silence that grew and thrived in our relationship, all the questions I wanted to ask him but, never did. I remembered all of the nights I had stayed up wondering just how much of the guy I was sleeping with I knew. But, mostly I remembered that night. The night he left the village without a word and the morning that followed. I remembered waking up and rolling over and noticing that what was always there was gone. I threw on some pants and left the house, looking through the village for something I knew I wouldn't find there.

The memories left my mind as soon as they had come, leaving me staring into the eyes of someone I had loved, hated and never knew all at the same time.

" Ame?"

" Sorry, you were saying?"

" It bothers me not only because I still love you but, also because I know that he could so easily hurt you, or worse."

" Do you honestly think I haven't thought about that? Sasuke, while I thank you for your concern, I can handle myself." I sighed and stood up. " Now if you'll excuse me I have something I need to get to." He laughed. " What?"

" You're running."

" It's what I do. If you can't fight it and you're not going to join it, run from it." He stood up and walked towards me. I watched his every move and set my feet so that I could get out of there if I needed to, there was no possible way I was going to fight a Uchiha, not only would I get my ass handed to me but, I'm not stupid enough to even try.

" You know he's dangerous and yet, you refuse to walk away from him. I don't get it."

" You don't have to but, you do have to leave."

" You are so blind, Ame." I narrowed my eyes and slapped him.

" Get. Out. Of. My. Fucking. House." His eyes grew to the size of dinner plates as he rubbed his face which now had a nice Ame sized hand print. He then turned and left. After his car started up and drove away I ran into the other grabbed my phone and my coat and ran out the door.