Matsuri opened the door to her apartment. Falling face first on to the couch, Matsuri moaned in pain. Her body hurt after training with Gaara-sama. Sometimes she thought he was going to kill her. She even asked herself why she stayed. The answer was that she loved Gaara; and that was why she stayed.

Matsuri wanted to show him that she strong and not weak, like everyone called her. If only there was a way to tell him!

She loved Gaara and wanted to know if he loved her back. No. There were a lot of girls who loved Gaara. He had power and money but that was nothing to Matsuri. The one thing she loved the most about Gaara was his ocean green eyes.

As Matsuri daydreamed of her beloved Gaara, a knock came from her door, pulling her out of her thoughts. She got and up walked over to the door, opening it. It was Gaara's older sister, Temari.

"Matsuri, lord Kazekage wants to see you," Temari said. Matsuri looked at her.

"Why don't you call him 'Gaara'? He is your brother," Matsuri asked.

"I don't know," Temari answered.

"Did he say why he needs to see me?" Matsuri asked.

"No, he didn't."

Matsuri looked at Temari like her soul was leaving her body. "OK.."

They left Matsuri's apartment, following Temari to the Kazekage tower. Thoughts ran through Matsuri's head on what Gaara wanted to see her about. "What did I do? Did I make him mad?" Matsuri said in her head.

"Matsuri, it's going to be OK," her inner self told her.

"How do you know that?" she asked herself right back.

"I don't know. I'm you and if you don't know then I don't know," her inner self replied.

"Then why do you say everything is going to be OK, when you don't know yourself?" Matsuri shot back.

"I don't know; you're the one who's talking to yourself."

"You started to talk to me first!"

"Tree!"

"What do you mean? Why did you say 'tree'?"

As Matsuri was fighting with herself, she walked face first in to a tree.

"I told you so!" her inner self crowed.

Matsuri didn't say anything. She just kept walking, acting like nothing happened. She made her way to the Kazekage tower.

When she got to Gaara's office door, she took a deep breathe and knocked.

"Come in," Gaara said from the other side. She opened the door and closed it behind her when she walked in. Stepping towards Gaara's desk, her heart raced a mile a minute. He was working on his paperwork, and didn't even look up at Matsuri.

"You want to see me, lord Kazekage?" Matsuri asked.

Gaara put his pen down and looked at her, with those ocean green eyes; the most beautiful eyes Matsuri have ever seen. "I told you, Matsuri. Just call me 'Gaara'," he said

"Yes lord Kaz—I mean Gaara," Matsuri said, feeling like an idiot.

"I'm going to the leaf village to meet with the Hokage, and I'd like you to come with me," Gaara said.

Matsuri looked at him. "Really... I'd love to go with you, Gaara," She said, leaning on his desk. "So when do we leave?"

"Noon tomorrow. Temari will be coming with us as well," he replied, looking back at his paperwork.

"What about Kankuro?" Matsuri asked

"He will stay here to watch the village."

"Ok, I'll go get ready." She backed away from Gaara's desk. Without knowing it, her shirt caught on a nail that was hiding on Gaara's desk when she turned to walk away. She heard a rip…

Matsuri's shirt ripped halfway off of her!

When Gaara looked up at the sudden noise, he saw her shirt ripped; her pink bra visible through the hole. Realizing he could see her bra, she ran out of his office, screaming. She ran all the way back to her apartment, and hid under her bed.

"He... saw… my... bra!" she thought, panicked.

"He sure did," Inner Matsuri noted smugly.

"Shut up, you're not making it any better," she grumbled to her inner self.

"So, are you going to stay here all your life?" her inner self asked.

"Yes!" Matsuri insisted.

The next morning Matsuri woke up to a knock on her door. When she got up to answer it, it was Temari again. "Are you still coming with us when we go to the leaf village?" Temari asked.

"He still wants me to go?" Matsuri asked.

"Yes. Why would he send me to ask you that?" Temari asked.

Matsuri smiled and leaned on the door. "No reason."

"We're leaving at noon, so get ready."

"OK I'll be there."

"Umm," Temari began hesitantly, "why is your shirt ripped?"

Matsuri's face turned red as she realized she was still in the shirt, and she just shut the door without answering

She ran to her room, putting on a new shirt. She started grabbing things she need and throwing them in a bag as fast as she could. She threw it over her shoulder and walked out of her apartment. As she dashed to meet up with Gaara and Temari, she hoped that Gaara had forgotten what happened last night