I live! Sorry things were hectic here. Hope to update more soon.

After a week Gaara still refused to talk about that night. Our strained relationship seemed to get even worse which didn't make my stress about classes any better. Which I now had to start again because of Himiko.

"That is all for today class. Next week we will go over some more of the basics then start the first steps healing."

"Thank you ." The class stood up and left, well all except for Haru.

"Yes Haru do you need something." Haru was a student in my class only a year or so younger than me. He was very bright and one of the top students in my class.

" I was wondering, I know I am your student and all, but would you like to go out sometime?"

I was not expecting that at all. "I don't think-" I was cut off by a cough in the doorway. Of course it was Gaara. He had been practically following me everywhere since that night.

Gaara glared at Haru. "Out." He growled. His arms folded across his chest.

Haru went to leave but I grabbed his arm which seemed to make Gaara tense even more. "Kazekage if you need something you can wait. I am finishing up with my student." I refused to let him control my life.

He took a step forward and I pulled Haru behind me. "You don't disobey me." He was not happy.

"You barged in to my class and tried to order my students around. You may be the Kazekage but I am not one of your shinobi."

" I can leave." Haru seemed concerned but didn't want to anger his Kage.

"No Haru the Kazekage is leaving." I turned to address Haru which seemed to anger Gaara even more.

He grabbed my wrist and engulfed us in sand. "You are mine." He growled as the sand released me on to the bed.

"No I am not!" I stood up and poked him in the chest. "You do not own me. I am not your property." Each word was met with a jab in his chest. I was beyond furious.

He grabbed my arms and slammed me against the wall just hard enough for my breath to escape my lips. I felt his breath against my ear as his other hand went to my stomach. The touch was gentle nothing like the grip on my wrists. His leaned his head against my shoulder but he didn't speak.

I was scared to speak. Would I anger him? I had no clue anymore. This Gaara was not a side I had seen of him before I got pregnant and even rarely now.

His sand grabbed my shirt and ripped it open. I attempted to move my arms to cover myself but his grip only tightened. G-gaara." My face was turning red. What was he planning? I doubt he would do anything to hurt me but this Gaara was even more irrational than the others.

My arms fell from his grip as he fell to his knees his head resting against my stomach. "Please don't leave me." He sounded so defeated.

I ran my fingers through his hair. His red locks were surprisingly soft. "Gaara." This was hard on him. Probably even harder than it was on me and I was pregnant. I came from a loving supportive family, while his family tried to kill him his entire childhood. I knelt next to him resting my hands on either side of his face. "I understand this is new to you but you can't do this."

This was a man I once feared, who was strong enough to become Kazekage, and here he was scared. "This is new to both of us but we can make it work together. Just Gaara." I gave him a faint smile. "Maybe we should really start with a date. The way this is going isn't working and we have a kid to worry about so maybe we should try to make this work." I wasn't looking forward to coming forward with me being pregnant but I was 12 weeks along and we would have to come up with a plan soon.

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