Custom Made Love
A big love story in all sizes.

Authoress:
Asthenic

Genre:
Romance/Humor

Rated:
Certainly not suitable for children. D

Warning:
 Some little adult content! Read in you own risk!

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"Argh!" Sakura searched frantically in the water, searching for signs of any movement, anything at all. "Please, please, please be alive..." she chanted. Her hand came across something and she let out a victorious yelp. She pulled it out the water and looked at it, it was definitely Gaara. She sighed in relief.

She wrapped a towel around herself and grabbed a small towel to dry Gaara off. She didn't know if he was breathing or not, does he even breath? She thought. She got inside her bedroom and put on her clothes quickly and approached the doll, small eyes still closed. Then she remembered something. "Oh, his clothes! I'll go get them..." She walked to the door and left.

Gaara opened his eyes, groaning all the while. What the hell happened to me? He thought. He tried to recall what happend but all he could remember were fuzzy, blurred images in his head. He finally got up from his lying down position and looked around, "Where am I?" He asked to no one in particular. Then the memories entered his head so fast, his head started to hurt.

Meanwhile...

Sasuke and Naruto ran for the house and finally reached it. They both looked up at the window, the curtains were closed. "She's probably done taking a bath," Naruto said aloud, still scanning the windows. Sasuke didn't say anything, he just nodded in agreement. Although what Naruto said was pretty obvious and wouldn't take a five year old to think about. He didn't speak, he was in no mood to argue.

Naruto then suggested that they climb the tree leading to the bathroom, then proceed inside and break into Sakura's room. He acts as if that's the most heroic thing ever, Sasuke thought. But what other thing can they do? So, he agreed.

Back to Sakura...

She grabbed the small clothing and got out of the bathroom, she entered her room to see Gaara desperately trying to get down the bed without hurting himself. The small towel wrapped around his torso, obviously too big for him. She bit her bottom lip nervously, how was she going to explain things to him? She approached him and handed him his clothes, he looked up and took them.

He glared at her, the kind of glare that meant "don't-look-or-I'll-kill-you" one. She nodded and turned her back on him. Later on, she heard a small, "Go ahead, look." And she did. He was standing there on top of her bed, looking annoyed and irritated as always.

She kneeled down so that she was eye-level with him (well, not really). He saw her staring at him then grunted, "What?" She blinked and smiled sheepishly. "Er-- look, you're a doll... and--" She was interrupted by him, "I know I'm doll, I know I almost drowned, and... and... I know... I saw-- things! But that doesn't matter, I need you to do me a favor."

Sakura nodded, "O-okay, sure. What kind of favor?" She asked hesistantly. He glaced at her then finally spoke, "I need you to fall in love with me."

Back to Sasuke and Naruto...

"Get you fu--ack! Foot of my face, idiot!" Sasuke grunted, holding onto a branch for support. "Well, get your face out of my foot then!" The blonde boy shot back. Sasuke glared, but didn't answer back but the smug expression on Naruto almost made him. They continued to climb the tree quietly. Then Naruto stopped, which made Sasuke get his head collide with Naruto's foot. Again.

"You fucki-- Naruto, why did you stop?!" Sasuke yelled at him, the blonde boy didn't answer. Sasuke groaned, "Oi! Don't tell me you suddenly realized you loved Hinata and is going to abandon this whole thing." But Naruto's answer was, "I heard Sakura-chan say the words, "I love you"."

Sasuke remained with the bored expression, "What are you being worried about? She's probably rehearsing to say it to me." Then Sasuke smirked, "Oh, that's why."

Naruto glared, but continued climbing anyway. And so did Sasuke.

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I am so sorry for updating so late!!! My studies are getting so much harder, I have hundreds of essays due! I'm not doing very well with my math either... Is this the mercy they give to a twelve-year old freshman?! ;; Teachers are sent from hell, all of them are Snapes! I'll hope to update faster, and thank you, thank you so much for your wonderful reviews! It kept me so happy from all my evil studies! Keep reviewing!

Much love,

Asthenic 3

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