*Chapter Twenty-Five. What We Do*

Groaning, Fang rolls over onto her side not want to wake up, but the heat refuses to go away and she sits up groggily, her body sore. She glances around, knowing that she must be in Suna, but when did she get-

Her eyes narrow slightly, coming to the conclusion that Gaara must've don't something to make her fall asleep. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out her cell phone, flipping it open to see that she has four missed calls and seven text messages. She sighs and goes to close it but the date in the corner catches her eye and she blinks. She'd been sleeping for almost a whole day, great.

With a reluctant groan, she rolls off the bed and stretches her unused legs, her bones and joints popping with the effort. She glances around the room and a door that's partially open catches her eye and she walks over, seeing that it's a bathroom. She sighs and decides that she might as well take a shower while she has the chance. Fang grabs a change of clothes and walks in, quickly stripping down before jumping into the shower quickly.

After the much needed shower, the brunette walks out of the room, curiosity raking her brain. She walks down a flight of stairs and begins exploring, but gets side-tracked when she sees a library at the end of the hall. The L'Cie quickly walks into it, her eyes widening at the four walls holding nothing but books upon books. She smiles and walks over to the side, glancing around at the titles before she continues looking, her eyes now training on the window.

Fang walks up to it briskly and pulls the curtain away and nearly gasps at the sight before her. The evening sun is setting, casting colors across the sky and the red-ish color of the houses and building in the village. If you'd call it a village, to her it almost looks like a city. A city of sand.

"Beautiful isn't it," Gaara's low voice says into her ear and she jumps. He chuckles softly as she turns to face him. "How was your rest?"

"Fine," she answers him simply, still not pleased with how he got her to sleep.

"You look better."

Fang nods. "I feel better. And you're right, it is beautiful."

Gaara nods in agreement and walks up beside her, lightly resting an arm on the edge of the window. "…I'm glad you decided to come back with me, Fang," he says, looking over at her.

"I'm glad I did, too," the brunette says with a smile. "It's just going to take a while to get used to the heat."

"I hope you find yourself comfortable here."

"I will. It may take a little while, but I will," she assures him and gazes out at the village. "So what do you usually do during the days?"

"…Paperwork…" he grumbles darkly and Fang laughs.

"That sounds like fun."

"Shut up, Fang."

"Make me, Gaara."

The red head grabs her arm and pulls her into his chest, kissing her deeply and effectively shutting her up. But, it did have a few extra perks.

After the long lip-lock they both pull away for air, but Gaara still holds his girlfriend close to him. "You wouldn't believe how bored I was while you were sleeping."

Fang shrugs. "That's okay, I'll be bored while you do your paperwork all day, every day."

"What did I say about you, paper work, and shutting up?"

"Hm, I don't think you said anything really," she says with a smile as he rolls his eyes. The girl leans up and nuzzles his neck softly. He immediately sighs and relaxes. Fang pulls away and looks out into the fading sun.

Gaara watches as his girlfriend's face becomes impassive and she stares out at the sky, obviously deep in thought. "What are you thinking about?"

"About here and now and everything else," she answers with a sigh.

Gaara places a hand on her shoulder lightly. "Fang, why did you decide to come back with me?" he asks her quietly, studying her face carefully.

Instead of the confused looks he was expecting, Fang smiles, her eyes glancing over at his. "Because I want to be happy, and I'm happiest when I'm with you," she admits. " I'm still afraid of the consequences my choices may bring, but I can deal with those, it's what we do," she says as she looks up at him. "But my most important reason is that you're precious to me, Gaara, and I don't want to lose you…"

The young Kazekage leans down and presses his lips to hers softly. "I'm happy when I'm with you, too. You make me actually feel something, something that I don't have to be afraid of," he says quietly, looking down into her bright blue-green eyes. "You are so different from anyone I've ever met, Fang, and I never want to see you go. That's why I wanted you to come here with me. I want you close, I want to see you and hear you talk."

Gaara lightly grasps her hand in his own and interlocks their fingers. They watch each other as the sun continues to set, the red-tinge reflecting in their eyes and souls. "I'm still worried about my emotions and letting you be so close," he admits softly, pulling her closer and resting his head against her. "But like you said before, it's what we do."