The 14th chapter of Dear Diary, I hope yours all enjoy.

WARINING: There is a slight lime in this chapter, so skipped if you want or whatever. Just warning

Bang, Bang

Sakura abruptly sat up, sweat glistered her forehead. Bringing a hand up to her brows, she wiped the sweat with the back of her hand and looked toward the door. Absently, she began to finger the sling that tightly held her injured arm, her arm began to itch with agitation.

Looking down her sling arms she realised then, frowning her brows, that there was a cast on her arm. Bringing her arm closer, she thought on how she got the cast on without her knowledge. How the hell did this cast get on here? Sakura thought, shrugging her shoulders, Gaara more then likely put it on me when I didn't end up going to the hospital like Shizuen asked me too. She looked to the door once again, More importantly, what the hell was that noise?

Groaning, Sakura pushed the covers off and tiptoed towards the door. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door very slowly, pushing her head out to see if anyone was out in the hall, she squeezed herself as tightly as possible and pushed herself out in the hall, finally closing the door gently behind her.

I know for a fact that there is nothing down the left hallway, so they must be this way. Sakura looked down the hall to her right. Bringing closer her injured arm, she continued on her path. It was then the strong stench of smoke and alcohol was evident in the air, a light began to eliminate in the otherwise dark hallway.

She could hear thunderous laughter and clinking of glasses, the shadows under the doorway danced and twirled on the wall opposite whenever someone walked past. Sticking to the furthest wall so she wouldn't cause a shadow, she quietly walked past and lend on the wall with the door. Crouching down, she very slowly and very quietly opened the door too look inside.

Kankuro sat on a circler table with two other men, one with dark sunglasses and hood covering his face, the other wore all green and had a bowled hair cut, he seemed worried out of the two. They each held a pair of cards in their hands, drinking from the glasses beside them.

"So..." Kankuro began, "I got nothing..." He laid out all the cards in front of him, picking up the cigar beside him.

"Neither..." The hood man said quietly and doing the same as Kankuro had, Sakura barely heard him.

"Ace..." The green man said, giving only a half smile, laying out the cards in front of him.

Kankuro shrugged his shoulders and sighed, looking to the ground with a frown. It was then Sakura decided to look towards the ground. On the floor there was man who wore a business suit and reading glasses, he was laying on the ground in a pool of his blood from the gunshot wound to his head and body.

Sakura brought a hand up to her mouth to tried and muffle the scream in her hand.

She then saw red.

Gaara walked past very slowly, swinging the gun around in his hand, he wore a smug smirk on his face. He heaved himself on the ledge behind Kankuro and pointed the gun back to the man laying on the floor.

"You did a number on that one, Gaara." A man with whiskers on his cheeks came and sat next to Gaara.

"Hm." Gaara said absently.

"Well..." The man with whiskers began, leaning on the wall behind him with his arms behind his head, "That's what you get for trying to double cross us, aye?" He began to laugh.

"Shut it, Naruto." Kankuro snarled.

"Oh don't be such a sour puss just because lee beat you in a game of cards." Naruto laughed harder.

"You're drunk, Naruto" The quiet man said, puffing on the cigarette.

"I am not, Shino!" He yelled.

"You are." Kankuro turned around and glared at the blonde.

"Guys." Lee put his hands up, "Let us all calm down and have another drink, aye?"

"This one has had enough to drink." Kankuro pointed a thumb to Naruto, turning around back to look at lee, "But I will have another drink, if you don't mind, thank you." Reaching over the table, he grabbed the bottle of Jack and poured himself another glass.

"Change of subject!" Naruto yelled.

"Shut up!" Kankuro screamed.

"You're an headache, Naruto." Shino shook his head.

Naruto just giggled, "So Gaara..." Naruto lend closer to Gaara, "How's that pink pussy of yours?"

"Don't you ever..." Gaara turned his attention away from the dead man, and pointed the gun to Naruto's temple, cocking it, "Refer to her like that again." He nodded his head to Naruto.

Naruto only laughed, pulling a gun from his holster under his shirt, and pointed the gun to his own temple, "I swear on yours and my gun, that I will never, ever, refer to your lady as pink pussy again."

Gaara only laughed with the blonde.

"You guys are a bunch of nutcases..." Kankuro shook his head. "Fucked in the head."

"What?" Gaara looked towards Kankuro.

"Nothing..." He retorted back, quickly draining the last of his drink, "Just a drunk man's word."

"Hm." Gaara agreed, pushing himself off the ledge, "But also a poor man's unwise word."

Kankuro looked up to Gaara towering over him, "But Gaara." He spread his arms wide, "I meant nothing of it!" He laughed.

"Hm. Yeah." Gaara laughed with him, tapping his brother's shoulder harshly, "But I didn't like it." Gripping Kankuro's arm, he held his wrist while he pointed his gun to his brother's hand and pulled the trigger back.

Bang

"Ah!" Kankuro screamed in pain, everyone in the room jumped back in surprise and fear.

Sakura gasped loudly and tumbled back on the floor.

Gaara looked to the doorway, brows in a line of confusion and anger, he stalked over to the doorway and flung the door wide open to see Sakura laying on the ground in fear.

"Sakura..." He whispered, a sinister smile on his lips.

"G-G-Gaa..." Sakura hiccupped in response.

He walked over to her and gripped her underarms, "Don't just lay there, come in..." He pushed her into the open doorway and closed the door behind them.

"Pink puss...-" Naruto began, Gaara gave him a cold glare, "Pink!" He yelled, running over to give her a big bear hug, "I've heard all about you. This one here doesn't talk a whole awful lot, but with you he just doesn't seem to be able to shut up. I'm sure you've heard nothing what-so-ever about me, but that is A-Okay, because I can tell you a whole lot about me-" Naruto didn't seem to take one breath while yelling at Sakura, but was abruptly slapped in the head with the back of Gaara's gun and knocked unconscious.

Gaara gave a little sigh, "That was Naruto." He looked to the ground to see him snoring quite loudly with saliva running out of his mouth, he shook his head in disgust. "Lee and Shino." He gestured to the other men in the room, "And of course you've met my idiot brother." He slapped Kankuro's shoulders, Kankuro only glared at his brother, holding his hand in his grasp, blood trickled down freely.

It made Sakura want to vomit.

"Everyone." He gathered their attention, "My girl, Sakura..." He looked at her, his eye showing tenderness and affection, but was quickly overcome with anger and hatred. Gripping her pink locks in his tight grip, he brought her over to the dead body laying on the ground, "You see this?" He rasped angrily, "You see this?" He pinned her to the ground and shoved her head towards the body, "Answer me!"

"Yes..." She cried.

"You ever try to betray me, double cross me or even leave me!" He brought his face dangerously close to hers, "And I will shoot you myself." He sneered.

"Okay..." She whispered.

"Okay?" He asked.

"Yes, okay." She nodded, her bottom lip shaking.

The door opened abruptly, Temari walked in with a frown upon her features. She scanned the room around her, blood and alcohol littered the room, her gaze shifted between Kankuro and Sakura. Sakura gave her a pleading look. Temari walked over to her brother.

"Temari." Gaara looked toward his sister.

"Yes..." She hesitatively reached out to Kankuro.

"Take Sakura to my room." Letting go of Sakura's locks, he stood up and leaned back on the ridge behind Kankuro, "I will be there soon." He closed his eyes

"Yes, Gaara." letting go of Kankuro's hand slowly, he gave her a pleading look, but she ignored him and walked over to Sakura. She pulled Sakura to her feet and pulled her out of the room as quickly as she could.

They walked down the hall Sakura had previously walked, Temari tightly held Sakura to her side. They heard a loud bang, Sakura lend back to see, but Temari's strong grip forced her to see dead ahead.

"We have-"

"No."

Sakura looked down, unable to see where Temari was taking her. The silent threat was there, she was not able to ask the unanswered questions.

They walked the hall Sakura had previously walked earlier and yet, somehow, the creepy hallway seemed... Creepier. She couldn't see the faded wallpaper, nor could she see anything at all. It was a wonder how Temari could see at all.

The floorboards creaked and whined with each step they took, and each step made Sakura dread she ever walked out the room she was placed in, it was safe, or at least she didn't have to deal with Gaara at all anymore than she already had. She shook her head in memory of Sasuke, but then the picture of Sasuke slowly turned to Kankuro.

His own brother.

If Gaara could shoot or even think of hurting his own siblings, image what he could do to her, his suppose 'girlfriend'.

"You have been extremely stupid tonight." Temari sneered, after a series of silence between the two.

"I... Um..." Sakura trailed on.

"Nothing..." She glared at the younger girl, "You are stupid and that's the end of it! I came in there to save my brother, not you. I understand what Gaara is capable of and the person he is, which can be a very confronting, but I am here for Kankuro, I am his fall back. I'm not here to babysit you too." Temari stopped in the middle of the hallway. "You should of stayed in that room." Shaking her head, Sakura looked confused at the older woman, it wasn't till she grabbed the string above their heads and moved back a little to see that they were going up the attic.

Roughly pulling Sakura with her, they both headed up to the attic. The atmosphere in the room was dark and cold, very cold. She could see a large mattress just laying on the floor nearest to the window, a used rug and a desk. For such a big space there was such little furniture.

"Gaara will be with you shortly." Temari said, before she disappeared down the stairs.

She was left by herself once again.

She supposed it was better than being with Gaara, who knows what kind of mood he would be in since she saw him in his state of 'crazy'. She shuddered at the thought of what he would do to her if he dislike seeing her in his 'man cave', or whatever you could call him doing anything with other guys.

Sakura walked over to the mattress on the floor and, very awkwardly, shifted into the bed, being mindful of her arm, and comfortably laid on the mattress. She laid so she could see what was outside the window. And, just like the room she was in, she could see the garden and all its glory from a birds eye view. The fountain in the middle seemed even more crystal clear from this point of view, she just wanted to seat on the edge and feel the water in the fingertips of her hands.

"Pink..." A pair of muscular arms wrapped around Sakura's torso and laid behind her.

"Ah..." Sakura jumped, looking to see the person who held her in their grasp, "Gaara..." She whispered.

"Sakura..." He nuzzled her neck and breathed in her scent, "Do you enjoy my work?" He asked, like a little child wanting a praise for their art work.

"I... I don't know?" She shook her head questionably, "Did... Did you enjoy... Yourself?" She swallowed the lump in her throat, if she was going to make it till morning she might as well play along to keep him in this mood.

"Oh." He smirked, leaning in closer to her face, "I did... But I will enjoy myself more with you now." He chuckled.

"What?" She asked. All thoughts, however, were thrown out the window when Gaara began to kiss her neck.

She moaned in pleasure as he rolled her over on her back to gain better access, she tilted her up and brought her good hand to rest on his neck as he licked and sucked her collar bone, her toes curling in pleasure. The tank top she was wearing was pushed down to expose her plump breast poking out from her bra, Gaara quickly rid the offending bra and took her perk nipple in his mouth.

Sakura threw her head back and gasped, his tongue rolled around the bud and then he bit her, and yet she moaned even louder. She grasped his hair in her hand and gave a little tug, which made Gaara bite even harder, drawing blood.

"Ah!" She yelled in displeasure.

Gaara only chuckled, lapping up on the blood.

He moved away from her breast and moved down lower. Kissing his way down, he momentarily licked her belly button, receiving a small giggle from the pinkette underneath him. Moving away, his thumbs caught the waist of both her pants and underwear and tugged them down.

"Gaara-" Sakura began, but was cut short when his mouth latched on down there.

He lapped her pending juices and brought his hand down to play with the bundle of nerves, Sakura cried in pleasure and shook her head when he stuck his tongue in. She had never, ever felt this kind of pleasure, it was almost unbearable. Although there was a certain part of her warning her to stop and run the hell out of there, the other part of her didn't want Gaara to stop his actions on her at all, the sick part of her.

"Oh...Gaara..." She cried as she released in his mouth, which he greedily drank.

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he came back up to give Sakura a kiss on the lips, to which she could taste herself. It was then Sakura could feel the hard desire of Gaara on her thigh, He smirked when she looked down to see he had somehow rid himself of his pants and underwear in one swift moment without her noticing, and all too clear could she see his rather large and hard member.

He gripped his member in one hand and moved to push himself to Sakura's centre.

"No!" Sakura yelled, she abruptly pushed him away from her, grabbing the blankets in order to cover up her nakedness.

"Sakura..." He growled dangerously, holding out his hand, "Come over here." He demanded.

"I'm... I'm not ready..." She whispered, she looked away from him, praying that he could at least try and understand.

"Sakura." He growled again, "I have to get rid of this!" He gestured to his hard member. Sakura didn't even look at him.

"Please..." She cried, "Let me keep this... For a little while longer... Please." She began to shake, bringing her injured arm closer to her body.

Gaara growled, gripping her arm, he pulled her underneath him once again. With weak protest, she tried to wiggle out of his arms again, but Gaara was having none of it. He position himself like before, however, instead of pushing in, he rubbed himself over her core.

"Fine!" He growled, "But I still need to get rid of this." He nuzzled her neck once again and gripped under her thigh to rub harder. She heard him growl in pleasure, rubbing himself harder in a particular spot. Sakura closed her eyes, however, although it did feel good, she didn't feel all too good. She closed her eyes tighter when she felt her release once again, and not a moment later Gaara spilled himself over her stomach.

He gave light sigh, then he gripped her underarms and wiped himself from her stomach with the end blanket. Then he flung the end blanket to the end and wrapped his arms around her torso again, spooning her.

"Go to sleep." He said, no room for argument.

With no argument or fuss, Sakura buried her head further into the pillow, wishing, no praying, for sleep to over take her. For sleep was the only way escape from the clutches of man behind her.

She hated feeling this scared, this weak. She was slowly losing herself.

And she hated it.

Sakura awoke once again, however, unlike before, she woke up with the being roughly shaken but none other than the red-headed boy himself.

"Get up. Time for school." Gaara growled, pushing himself off the bed and going over to the desk, which Sakura only realised now, had a spare set of girl's clothing. He picked them up and, not too gently, tossed the spare set of clothes to Sakura, "Put these on." He said, before disappearing down the stairs.

A please would of been great! Sakura snorted to herself and then proceeded to put the clothes Gaara given her. A woolly red jumper with the black tank top she had underneath, blue jeans and the shoes she wore the day before.

After a few minutes of awkwardly putting the clothes on, Sakura walked over to the stairs that Gaara disappeared to and saw Temari waiting down the bottom.

"Sakura." She indicated for the young girl to come down, which Sakura quickly followed, Temari then started packing up the stairs when she was safely down.

"Temari-" Sakura began.

"I don't want to know." Temari shook her head, "I'm already in enough trouble." Walking off, Temari looked back to Sakura and indicated for her to follow, which again Sakura complied.

The girls both walked down the narrow hallway to the staircase, Sakura began to walk down when she realised that Temari was not following.

"Aren't you-"

"No." Temari said curtly before she crossed her arms and nodded her head for the young girl to proceed down.

Sakura gave a sigh, then without further ado, she held onto the railing beside her and walked down the staircase without an incident. She looked back up the stairs case to wave to Temari, but she was already gone by the time she safely made it down.

I wouldn't want to spend anymore time with me either. Sakura thought to herself. Her thoughts were stopped, however, when a pair of familiar arms wrapped around her waist.

"Let's go..." Gaara whispered in her ear, moving his hands down, he grabbed her hand and tugged her towards the doorway.

Sakura, reluctant to comply, followed him out the doorway and to an awaiting four-wheeled drive. Walking to the passenger seat, Gaara helped Sakura in, then walked over to the driver seat and started the car, driving off.

"Are you allowed to drive?" Sakura asked, he looked the same age as her, 17, not a legal age to drive without another adult to supervise, and he was only in year 11.

He said nothing.

Gaara didn't even blink much less answer her, he just kept his eyes on the road. Sakura frowned a little, he was all talk with his suppose mates, and yet with her its like talking to a wall.

"It Kankuro alright?" She pulled the jumper closer to her to try and fight off the chill that fought its way in the car, Gaara hadn't even bothered to turn the heater on.

She saw Gaara's fist tighten on the steeling wheel, but he still said nothing. He just kept his eyes are the road, Sakura thought he hadn't blink since leaving the house.

The rest of the ride was filled with silence, the only thing that was heard was the little buzzing of the engine and screeching of the tires whenever Gaara made a sharp corner. It wasn't till they pulled up on the familiar street did Sakura realise that they weren't going straight to school.

They pulled up to her house.

I am sorry for the wait, but I did go back and edit some of my stories, like every other story. Although I do need to go back through this one and check the grammar, heres the 14th chapter and I hoped you enjoyed it, R/R.