I'm eating chicken ramen right now! …Ok…when I was writing this I was…but while you're reading it…I'm probably not…But you can! So go ahead! Eat some ramen! Chicken's my favourite!

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Summary: Looking for someone…Does Gaara want another little hug? Aw…so sweet…Here he come to the rescue or she…

Italics like this here…are Gaara's thoughts unless written otherwise…
And you know the rest…

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>"Do you…hate me?" Gaara didn't look at Kankurou, but he could feel that he's confused and shocked by the sudden question.

>"I don't hate you…It's just that…you scare me sometimes…no offence…" Kankurou looked over to his little brother who was now leaning onto the door frame.

>"None taken…I'll try not to be too scary…" he walked past Temari who just came back from dumping the glass into the bin and out the front door.

>"What did you do?" after seeing Gaara in such a state, she turned on Kankurou.

>"I…didn't do anything…" he held up his hands in defense. Temari came closer to him, holding onto her kunai.

>-Oh crap…Kankurou thought to himself.

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I want a hug…Why does it seem like she understands me more?

Gaara was silently walking in the streets of Suna (Sand) once again. Unsure of where she could be staying, he walked around aimlessly until he found signs of the Konoha ninjas.

And surely, when he came upon a ramen bar, he found them.

"I think chicken ramen is the best! But other than that, I wouldn't mind miso ramen either. And then there's seafood ramen! That's really nice, and then after seafood ramen there would be…" a certain blonde kept on babbling.

"Ok! Shut up already!" a dark raven haired boy as well as a silver haired man yelled at the tiresome blonde.

"But I still have a lot more to go!" a few stray strands of ramen hanging on around his mouth.

"WE KNOW!" the dark raven haired boy spoke up.

"Mou…Hm?" Naruto seems to have sensed a strong source of chakra nearby.

"What?" even the silver haired one stopped reading his perverted book to see what the blonde kid was up to.

"Nothing…" he quickly finished his last bowl and decided to leave.

"Thanks for the ramen! See ya Sasuke-Baka, Kakashi-Sensei." And with that, he left his beloved ramen stand.

"Come back next time." The old man handed waved to his customer and Naruto left.

Even though Gaara was nearby, he still had trouble finding him.

You'd think that even though I could sense him, I could somehow find him! Naruto yelled to himself in his head.

Naruto walked around the place trying to pinpoint the location of the insomniac boy. He eventually reached a dark alleyway where he could feel someone waiting for him.

"What took you so long…" a shadowy figure silently walked up to the blonde.

"I was trying to find you! How the hell would I know that you would be here! That's so cliché!" the blonde crossed his arms in frustration.

"…" he continued to come closer to the blonde boy until they were only a few steps away from each other.

"What?" he sounded irritated.

"Where's Sakura?" arms folded and his voice a little less monotonous than before.

"Sakura? She left…uh…5 minutes before I sensed you. And don't worry! I didn't tell them about you guys being together and all. Sakura-Chan made sure of that…I got so many punches to the head, it still freaking hurts!" he said while gingerly rubbing the spot where it was hurting him the most.

"Hn…" he nodded slightly before disappearing into the darkness.

"She might be in our apartment. Like…um…The Windy Inn…3rd floor number…You're not gonna kill her right?" Naruto raised one of his eyebrows and stared at the figure that was covered in the dark.

"I won't kill her…" Gaara didn't sound hesitant when he replied so suddenly but that made Naruto feel that Sakura would be safe around him.

"You better! Anyways…6A. If she comes crying to me, you better watch out. All right?" he pointed his finger accusingly at Gaara, but he meant well for the girl.

"Hn…Thank you…" he left, leaving behind a beaming Naruto. Slowly making his way to the inn.

She came into your life by accident…She'll leave you alone one day…Alone like before…By accident…

You're bugging me again…

Everything in your life was an accident…You were made to be a weapon…Only to be made insane by accident…

Quit it…

But Yashamaru was no accident...You know that…

"Shut up!" he stopped, panting heavily in the streets. People stopped and stared at him with fearful looks. He hated them, he decided to hide, conceal himself and lurk in the shadows until he reached the inn.

(A/N: I just came back from the Lantern festival! It was so good and crowded…But it was still good. Yeah…)

Sakura was casually walking down the streets, not caring how much time had passed by or where her feet would take her. She just wanted to get away from Sasuke's unwavering silence towards her. She felt hurt in more ways than one. She didn't eat dinner. Why? Because ramen was unhealthy. And besides, she was on a strict diet to lose weight and look pretty for Sasuke.

"Sasuke-Kun…" she stared at the floor as she walked, not bothering to look in front of her.

She walked past a group of dodgy looking people and one of them whistled at her. It got her attention but she decided to let it slide.

"Hey girl! Why don't we do a quick one?" one of the boys yelled out at her while the others were snickering away. She felt angry and responded in the only way she probably knew how.

"What the hell do I look like to you!" she looked at the boys and couldn't stop herself from saying whatever came into her mind first.

"Feh! Even Gaara's better than all of you combined!" she stuck both hands on her hips and held her chin up high. The boys glared at her, their smirks and snickers gone, replaced with intimidating looks. One of them came up to her and she didn't see his hand grab her hair, very tightly. She was forced back.

"You're gonna eat those words, pinky…" he pulled on her hair tighter and she winced a little bit.

"Call her that again…I dare you…" he stood meters away from them, radiating anger and bloodlust.

The boys were completely frozen but the one holding onto Sakura covered it up with fake courage.

"Or else what? You'll kill us for hurting your 'girlfriend'?" he smirked at Gaara, the other guys stared at the other with sheer shock.

"I dare you…" his words were simple, yet his voice was so intimidating, it was evil to the core.

The boy who was holding onto Sakura couldn't help but take an awkward step back, slightly loosening his grip on her hair, with a look of fear and anger on his face. The sand around Gaara was starting to shift and jerk around abruptly.

Gaara took a step forward, it was small but it made the guys jump back but not the one holding onto Sakura. In fact, the grip on her hair tightened. Gaara noticed.

"You're pretty sadistic if you keep on going like that…It's like asking for a death wish…from me…" he took another step, the sand followed. It was hovering above him now, the boy was retreating fully, letting go of Sakura's hair.

As soon as her hair was let go, the sand lunged forward. Holding onto the legs of the guys and dragging them back to Gaara. Some of them whimpering while the others clawing at the ground for an attempt to get away. The sand slowly made its' way up the bodies of their new catch. Gaara smiled, it was insane, vicious, brutal. It was intimidating.

Sakura wanted to stop him before he did something he might hate himself for doing later.

"Gaara!" she ran up to him, holding onto him like there was no tomorrow.

"Please stop, don't do it. Please." She pleaded him, her hold on him tightened, hoping that it might snap him back to reality.

The sand stopped and fell to the ground. Letting go of the boys who ran without hesitation, ran and never looked back.

She pleads for me…And I obeyed…

Sakura cried, her head on his chest. He looked down at her shaking form. And awkwardly held her close.

I didn't do this…I didn't mean for this to happen…

"Don't cry…" her muffled sobs was receding but still clung onto him for support.

She spoke when she was sure that her voice wouldn't crack. Soft yet firm.

"Why?" her voice was stifled but could still be heard.

"They were hurting you…" his chin resting just on top of her head.

"You were protecting me?" she didn't move from their position. She felt warm being with him.

"I don't know..." his hold on her tightened, but it didn't hurt her.

"What do you mean?" her voice was soft and calming, it made him feel more relaxed.

"I got angry, and I reacted before I had time to think…" he closed his eyes to savor this moment.

"Thank you…for saving me…" she looked up at his face, fresh tears fell from her face.

"Why are you crying? Is it because they were hurting you, or is it because you're afraid of me losing my control…?" one arm held her in place while the other reached up for her cheek, gently smearing her tears away.

"…A little bit of both, but mainly because I don't want you to get into trouble." She had stopped crying, but his hand was still cupping her cheek.

"Are you afraid…of me?" he stared into her eyes, they were gentle, as if saying 'I'll never hurt you, ever…'

"Not anymore." She could see the hurt in his eyes, ever since their first encounter, she could tell that he needed her now more than ever.

"I don't want your pity…" his voice was lower and cold. He looked away from her, letting go of her face.

"I don't pity you…pity is feeling sorry for someone. Having unreal or false emotions to make the other feel better." She spoke softly, but feeling colder because his warmth was gone.

"Do you pity me? Do you feel sorry for me?" he couldn't bring himself to look at her, in fear of rejection. The face tells all.

"Look at me…" she brought up her hand to his face and gently forced his to look at her.

"I don't feel badly for you, because I know you don't want that kind of relationship." She delicately rubbed the black lines under his eyes.

I don't know what I want…or need…But I feel safer around her…as if she can offer me anything…Everything…

"Relationship…?" he looked confused. Like a lost child wandering in the harsh desert.

"Yea…Do you wanna give it a try?" she smiled at him, seeing as how he looks so cute when he's confused.

"But…I don't know what to do…What about that Uchiha?" his voice growled when he said Uchiha.

"Don't talk about him while we're together." She continued to smile even though his voice was scary.

"Am I just a replacement for him?" his eyes looked betrayed, filled with more pain and hurt.

"No…You're better than him." He smirked when he heard her say that.

"But I still don't know what to do." His smirk was replaced with a concerned look.

"Do whatever comes naturally to you." At that moment, he could only think of one thing to do.

He leaned in a little closer to her face, waiting for permission to continue. When she didn't move away, he assumed that it would be ok.

A kiss.

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Oh! So interesting! What cha guys think? How would the rest of team 7 feel about this? Catch the next episode of…Naruto…? Bleh…

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