"Good morning, Gaara," she greeted simply as she went in the door. Gaara looked at her with his same nonchalant stare and just replied, "Hn." Isamu smiled softly and put the bento box on the desk. She soon found a seat. "How's your sleep?" he suddenly asked, making her almost jump. He never, ever was the one to strike a conversation. Isamu nervously yet she successfully smiled and answered, "I-It's fine." Gaara sensed her tension and mentally slapped his self. He felt so dumb. "Hn."

Wondering what's wrong with him, Isamu asked, "How 'bout you? How's your sleep?" He looked at her for awhile before answering, "I don't sleep." She raised a brow, "Really?" she thought, "So that's why he's got dark rings around his eyes."

Then, there was the silence again. She looked down the carpeted floor then back to the redhead. Her heart almost jumped; he was staring at her! A blush formed on her surprised face. He didn't even realize that they were wide staring at each other. He found it rather… cute. "G-Gaara, u-uhm… is there something wrong?" she asked in a stuttering voice. At the sound of her voice, he immediately snapped back to reality.

For a moment, he was sort of startled. "I-No thing's wrong," he answered. Good thing her question is still stuck in his mind. "O-Oh," she looked down her feet.

"Uhm… Gaara-kun," she called out softly, "I only have 2 days." Her voice was quite sad. He clearly gets this statement and mentally sighed, today and tomorrow. A thought came to him. He wasn't so sure but, this could be the chance, he thought. "Isamu," his voice was oddly not monotone. "Tomorrow…," he felt uneasy, "Can… Can we go out tomorrow?" He let it out.

The girl was stunned. She didn't say anything. Gaara flinched inside, he knew this would happen. Rejection. That's what he'll ever get, even when he's still young. He was about to dismiss her when she suddenly smiled. "Of course, I would love to," her voice was so soft yet loud enough for him to hear that the girl of his dreams would go out with him.

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It was almost midnight but not an ounce of tiredness came to him. He spent the whole day thinking about his tomorrow with Isamu. He didn't understand. He, Gaara of the Desert, is getting all excited? Never in his whole existence had he ever felt this kind of thrill, not even when he was still a murder-machine. Even if he spent the whole day daydreaming, oddly, this didn't stop him from doing his work accurately. In fact, it even made him work faster without a feel of exhaustion.

Finally, he signed the last paper and stretched his back. He laid his pen on the table and stood up from his chair.

He walked towards the door then flicked off the lights.

Tomorrow's gonna be a day…

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She woke up with an odd feeling of happiness in her heart. She faced herself on the mirror and examined herself. She looked….happy. "I knew it," she muttered. Then she remembered what she's gonna do today. The happiness was now pounding against her chest. "Oh..," she whispered while touching her chest.

A small smile graced her lips….

"I need to prepare."

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He can't just get enough of her. He spent the whole night thinking about her, again. And now, he's doing it over again. He thinks he's going crazy. He glanced to the clock on the wall of his room. It was already 7 am. "She must be up now."

"I need to get ready."

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He already decided to take a whole day-off. His red hair was dripping wet. Some of the water beads were strolling down his pale and well-toned body. He turned off the shower and grabbed a towel.

After drying his self, he slipped on his clothes. Guess what he's thinking…. You're right. Isamu again. He just can't get her off of his mind. He let himself smile for the moment.

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Black orbs staring back to black orbs. Her lips curved into a cute smile. "I think it's cute," she said as she looked at the cute ribbon around her hair. She used it as a headband. Her damp hair swayed with her as she paced back and forth across the room. The hem of her lacy skirt ruffled against her knees while she thought of what will be going on the so called date.

"Hmm…," she was humming a toneless tune when she heard a knock on her bedroom's door.

"Nanny," she murmured when she opened the door. She could see the big smile on the woman's face. "The Kazekage's here."

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He liked the new covers of the couch. It was mint green. Then he heard some light footsteps followed by much heavier ones. When he looked up, he swore he blushed. In front of him was Isamu. A beautiful Isamu. He've never seen her so feminine before.

A blush appeared on her face but a smile was on her lips. "Gaara-kun," she said softly. He stood up and took her hand.

"Bye nanny," she waved gently as the sand twirled around them and they disappeared.

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It would have been so quiet if not for Isamu. She kept on talking to Gaara about almost anything. It never made him feel alone and sad. All the time, Gaara felt wings and butterflies in his stomach, especially when their hands touch.

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The people's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when they saw the couple. Murmurs were heard, bickering and other whisperings. "Isn't that Gaara and Isamu?" "Aren't they bitter enemies?" "They looked so shocking together." No, they look good together!" "I never thought they could look like a real couple." But the two were too lost in their own little world that they don't even mind them a bit.

Unconsciously, Isamu softly tangled her hands with Gaara's. This made his heart skipped a beat or two, but he firmly grasped her hand and enjoyed her warmth.

"Gaara," her voice soft like silk, "I'm hungry" then it came as a childish whine. Her cute pout almost drove him insane. He didn't waste any time and went to the nearest store to buy what she wants.

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Gaara sweatdropped. All she ever asked for are sweets. But at the same time, he thought: "Maybe that's why she's sweet." Her smiles were tempting, and her laughter was so much more. "Gaara-kun, say ahh," she put in a choco wafer in his mouth and he gladly ate it without any say. "Nice, isn't it?" she asked in an innocent voice. "Hn."

They sat on a wooden bench in the park while eyeing the playing toddlers in the playground. He felt warmth on the side of his body and was surprised to see her leaning her head against his shoulder while wrapping her arm around his. He heard her whisper, "Thank you Gaara." "What for?" he asked as he took hold of her hand in his own. "For being so nice to me," she answered and snuggled closer to him.

He was blushing mildly and his heart was beating fast, so fast that he thought it would fall off inside. Finally, he had Isamu in his grasp, closer than he ever wished. "You were the one who've been very nice to me," he said in a voice that calmed her soul, "Thank you." She let out a soft giggle of pleasure. "Gaara-kun," she looked at his eyes, "You have very beautiful eyes." Never had he heard someone complimented his eyes; they all thought of it as eyes of a monster. Before he could say anything else, she averted her gaze to the children playing ball.

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The sun has gone down and it was already late in the afternoon. The two kept on walking, hand in hand. Isamu felt so happy with him. It's not the kind of happy, it was the happy kind of one. It was a special kind of happiness that she only feels with Gaara. It always makes her wonder what's happening to her when she's around him. She looked at him and smiled, he was so calm.

"Isamu," she heard him then a pair of arms pulled her into a hug. She was furiously blushing then sand covered them.

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When she opened her eyes, they were in an unknown oasis. Her eyes widened, it was beautiful. "Wow," she gasped. The fresh water looked so inviting that she slid-off her sandals. She walked into the water and dipped her legs. Her charming smile flashed to him, "Gaara-kun, this so cool!" he couldn't help but smile.

She pulled up her skirt higher and splashed around. Her smooth thighs glistened with water. She glanced at him and smiled playfully. She ran to the shore and took his hand. "Let's play," she said. He had a confused face but let her drag him with her anyways.

Before he touched the water, she stopped. "You'll get yourself wet," she murmured and a sad expression portrayed her face. She was so lost in her own mind that she just felt a pulling. Gaara dragged her deeper to the water without caring about getting wet.

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She was laughing and giggling and splashing happily while Gaara managed to let out some laughs. They never noticed that it was already evening. His arms were wrapped wound her waist while she was leaning against him.

"Gaara-kun, I never had so much fun in my life," she said against his chest. His arm moved around her back protectively "Me too," he murmured. Isamu looked up to him. Her eyes shimmered with the moonlight.

Gaara never felt so desperate to touch her lips with his own.

"Isamu…," his voice was filled with longing. His hand travelled to her face and held it softly. His thumb brushed lightly on her lips making her close her eyes.

"Tell me," he whispered, "Did you enjoyed today?" Her lips smiled before she answered, "Yes, so much." Her soft palm smooth across his cheek, "How about you?" Gaara smiled, "Likewise."

He pulled her face closer as he slowly leaned down and in turn she closed her eyes and let him. As they were about to touch, he stopped. This made her confused.

His warm breath tickled her lips.

"Can I?" his voice was deep but not the usual cold one.

"Yes," she almost whispered.

He smiled contentedly and his lips touched her soft ones with slight pressure. Her lips moved with his in a soft rhythm. They never felt so happy when they pulled away.

A blush was present on each other's face.

Her eyes emitted a shy spark as she looked down. He noticed this and smirked. Gaara raised her chin and placed a small kiss on her lips. She could feel her heart racing out of her ribcage when she saw him smirk. He was so handsome.

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"Thank you Gaara," she murmured while looking at him shyly. He walked her home and now they're having an awkward silence between them. "Hn." He moved forward and reached out for her hair; he gave her a small pat on her head.

He turned around and was ready to leave when she suddenly…..

Grabbed his arm and turned him around…

And

… Kissed him.

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She immediately spun around with a huge blush and a smile. "Goodnight Gaara," then she ran inside.

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He smiled like a fool.

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"I didn't even say I love you."