Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

P.S this is NOT the last chapter.

POV

I was really angry at Gaara for not telling me what had happened.

Since it had happened to me, I felt I had the right to know.

"Sorry." Gaara mumbled.

I sighed. "Whatever."

The Next day…

I didn't want to go back home.

Home was boring, because Gaara wasn't coming home with me.

We were in the middle of one of our intense make-out sessions and Gaara finally pulled away. He held a closed hand out to me, and I stared at him with a questioning Gaze.

"Ummm……… OK?" I said, confused.

He grabbed my hand placed a small metallic object in it.

I questioned him again and he motioned for me to open my hand.

There was a small, silver, ring on my palm.

"Thanks?" I said, he knew the only jewelry I wore was chains.

Gaara closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

"We can wait a few years if you want to."

What was he talking about?

"A few years for…?" I questioned.

Was this just a symbolic thing, or was this one of these man things? What was he going for?

"Gaara what the hell are you talking about?" I was really confused.

Gaara looked offended. "So it's… no…? He said, sounding disappointed.

"No for what!!?? What are you trying to ask me here? You can just come right out and say it."

"uh. I don't know…" he said, and there was something he wanted to tell me really badly.

"Come on just say it."

"No."

"Why?"

"Because you'll kill me if I do."

"why would I do that?"

"Because you're not really the romantic type."

"JUST TELL ME ALREADY."

"No"

"Well then."

"Still, no."

"I'm Gonna kill you if you don't tell me."

"Save me the embarrassment."

"Oh just tell me Gaara!!!"

"Grrrrrr…… maybe."

"What can really be that bad that you don't wanna tell me of all people?"

"Ok... but you're going to regret it."

"JUST FREAKING TELL ME"

"I was asking you to marry me." Said Gaara, embarrassed.

I laughed out loud. "Pshaw! I thought it was going to actually be something scary or life threatening. Jeez, why do you have to be all damn mysterious about it?"

Gaara looked shocked.

"So what I'm saying is, yes. Yes I will. But in a few years, OK?" I said honestly shocked that Gaara had just asked me to marry him. I had said that last sentence without even thinking.

I smiled at him, really smiling with all that I had for one of the first times in eleven years, when I was six.

Gaara pressed his hands to my back, and a horrible pain coursed through me for a second. I winced at the feeling and Gaara said, "Now you are mine, forever."

Sigh. Awwwwwww!!! I freaking hate happy endings! That's why this is not the end. I am still gonna post chapters in this story for a while.

You all knew that had to come at some point.

I mean, like, no duh!! So save your duhs and hard earned oxygen (your parents went through a lot in their long lives)

And save your duhs for later. The last chapter is going to be happy, and then I am going to write an epilogue or a sequel.

BUT THIS IS NOT OVER YET FOLKS!!!!! Just because Gaara proposed to Kiyoshi doesn't mean it has to end here!!!!

Gerba gerba, everyone!!!