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I'm sorry for the delay, but I have three papers due! And since I'm distracted, I'll just write it now. I noticed when I write my story's first chapter it get serious. As time progresses, the chapters weaken. I think it's my laziness.

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Sasuke was sitting just there on my blue recliner captured at my sight. Gaara stood still next to me, staring at the man that introduced himself as Itachi. I don't know how my mother got mixed up him. She worked for an advertising agency for pete sake! My mother moved her hand freely into the air and beckoned us to sit down. I sat on the opposite side of Sasuke and looked down at floor that wasn't vacuumed in weeks. My hands were folded and I rocked the chair back and forth. Gaara however leaned on the wall nearest in the shadows. Green tea was served and I gulped mine with an unsatisfied face.

"He's giving us help in sponsoring our anti drug campaign," my mother told Gaara and I. 'You got to be kidding me right. A drug-lord having the, "Say no to dugs" issues? I could see the Gaara's back figure started to move and his face was hit by small spec of light. His jaded eyes were narrow as his steered himself from the room of people.

"Gaara, where are you going?" my mother asked placing her teacup back on the mahogany table.

"I'm going to bed." That's all he said when he turned to go through the corridor. Itachi smiled and sipped his tea.

"Alright, then."

I glanced at the clock and it was only seven. I wanted to excuse myself from this ordeal, but I needed to know more to really know Gaara.

My mother got up and started gathering the empty teacups, washing them, leaving me to entertain. I rested my chin on my hand and stared at them with seriousness.

"What do you really want?" My question was pointing to Itachi.

"What I really want? There's no catch." Itachi placed his eyes on me, the same eyes of Sasuke's, but older.

"I know you're trying to get to..."

"Gaara...yes, I intend to. He's very valuable and I cannot let him go. But this investment in campaigning against drugs will help me also. I need to avoid the feds."' He folded his arms and legs.

"Where is the bathroom?" Sasuke asked, who looked like he really needed to go.

"...Turn left and walk through the hallway, and turn right." Sasuke left and I was only with his brother...

"Tell me, you seem to care for Gaara," Itachi in low tone voice making sure my mother didn't hear. He sat on the blue linen sofa that face where I sat.

"I do. He's my brother..." Those were my true feelings.

"He's more to you, I know that, because you look at him at a certain way." I do not.

",,.Cut the shit! Tell me why you can't leave him alone. He won't tell. I'll make sure he won't tell about you." My whole body was shaking, begging him to forget it.

"Listen, I know you have feelings for him. That was the wish he wanted."

"A wish?" Gaara's wish?

"I convinced him to take part in the drug scene, in exchange for something he wanted since childhood. He wanted someone to care for him. Love him. I tried my best to give him the wish. There were plenty of prostitutes around. But he didn't except it as love he wanted real love. I couldn't give him real love. Love has its toll when it reaches the human stage of attraction. Look at the world today. Couples are divorcing, cheating, or killing one another. Did he really need more pain."

"Love is a great part of life. If someone truly loved a person, it would last a lifetime."

"That is just philosophy made up by people who had no real values. Well, Its getting late I should get going."

"Good," I muttered, wondering what was taking so long for mom to wash the dishes, and Sasuke in the backroom. I hoped he wasn't stinking up the room. " But wait, what is your reason fro chasing after Gaara?" He was up the sofa and simply told me, "I need him fro one more operation." He said his goodbye to my mother and left. Why didn't he call for Sasuke though? I found that my mother left for work and I knew Sasuke was still in the house. I walked to bathroom, the door was open, and the toilet seat was up. He was there all right. I walked to my room and a dark figure was in my room.

"Nice room you got," he told me, staring at the dojo interior.

"Get out!" I backed slowly away from my door.

"Don't worry, I'm leaving..."

"Why are you here anyway with your brother? I thought you went your separate ways."

"We did. I followed him to your house and he spotted me. He asked me to join him to your house. I was curious what your house was like...so I went..." He started walking and passed me, kissing me lightly on the cheek." For some reason I blushed. The kiss actually felt real, unlike his previous ones.

"Keep watch of my brother. You think you can't trust me, but wait until you get to really know my brother more. " He left and I locked the door. My heart thumped, I just remembered something Sasuke told me. Gaara always leaves when Itachi finds him. Sasuke gave him the warning long time ago, but he didn't leave. Will he leave now? Now that he saw Itachi. I ran to his room. It was shut and I opened it.

"What do you want?" I could see Gaara's figure by the window, looking out at the black sky.

I sighed in relieve. "...I thought...I thought, you were going to leave."

"What's the point?"

"Itachi told me that you left him because he couldn't give what you wanted. And that was love. Didn't you have love when you were little?" I approached him, little by little.

His eye were still focused out the sky trying to ignore my face. He kicked the wall lightly, but loud enough to make a sound.

"Love. What is love, Sakura? I never had it. My family hated me....."

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Cliffhamger!!!!! I think you won't see me update in a few weeks. Really! I have too much hw! Don't worry the story will live on. REVIEW! Then maybe I can give some time for the story.