Hi, I'm here again. Haha….okies for the next chap…..lets go

Yuuhi was in the lecture hall again, trying to listen to Gaara and not kill Kiraa who was behind her trying to look down the back of her shirt. He either lived under a rock or he simply didn't care about his life, she was no longer single and he was still trying to hit on her, what was his problem? To hit on someone like her was already walking on thin ice, trying to hit on her when she was married to the Kazekage was courting death but the fact that the Kazekage was Gaara was begging for a brutal murder if he found out.

"Kisei Kiraa what did I just say?"

Kiraa's head snapped up so violently that there was a small cracking sound; he put his hand on his neck to soothe it.

"Umm…I…You said…"

Yuuhi turned around and whispered.

"He said "where is my gourd?""

"You asked where your gourd was Kazekage-Sama"

Sand escaped the gourd and swirled around Gaara who was irritated, the room burst out in smothered laughter until they saw the Kazekage's sand leak out.

"Does it look like I would ask that question?"

"N…no Kazekage –Sama"

He said and glared at Yuuhi who had turned around and raised an eyebrow at Gaara, her mask was off. Gaara cooled down a little and the sand returned to his gourd.

"You seem quite distracted at the back there Kiraa, move up and sit in front."

Kiraa sulked behind his mask and brought his items to the front, tripping over someone's katana and almost rolling down the platform stairs to the bottom. Now there was no way he could look at girls, the front row was full of guys, Yuuhi flashed Gaara a grateful look which he didn't see and slumped on the table while he continued his talk.

When the talk was over it was evening, Yuuhi walked off before she could be dragged into Gaara's office. Gaara walked out of the building and down an alley, two slender arms and legs wrapped around him and he held the person who was obviously drunk.

"Yuuhi? Why are you drunk? You left the building 5 minutes ago."

The head rested on his shoulder and long hair brushed his face, he pressed the person against the wall so he could put her down slowly. He turned his head and sand blocked the left side of his face, something impacted the sand and it sprayed. He was faced with a shadowy figure with long tresses and eyes that turned from red to black, the figure disappeared in a gust of wind.

"Yuuhi?"

Gaara was confused and he looked at the person he was carrying, pushing her hair away from her face he saw that her eyes were not green but brown, a color that Yuuhi's eyes never held. Realizing his mistake, he hurriedly put the person down and left to look for Yuuhi.

Yuuhi was sitting on the floor leaning against the wall of her former home, she had a bottle of sake in her hand. Even though she was only 17 and one year younger than the legal drinking age she didn't care, she gulped the sake down and reached for another one to drown her sorrow. Two silvery tears slid down her face and dropped into her hand which was on her lap, she looked down. It was the first time in many years that she had cried, this time she cried not because someone ignored her or bullied her like years ago but because of Gaara. She gulped the sake down and crushed the bottle in her hand, not caring about the little bits piercing her hand. The house was a wreck from the last time Gaara had a hangover and from the aftermath of her return earlier. Not a single piece of furniture was in one piece, she had been drinking for an hour and there was one bottle left. She gulped it down and lifted it vertically up and a single drop of sake dripped into her mouth.

The door flew open and the intruder was greeted with a sake bottle barely missing his head, Yuuhi saw that it was Gaara and a volley of items flew at him in a vain attempt to hurt him.

"Yuuhi listen, it was a mistake."

"WHAT MISTAKE CAN THERE BE? YOU WERE CARRYING HER AND SHE HAD HER HANDS AND LEGS AROUND YOU, YOU DIDN'T EVEN PUSH HER OFF!"

Half a sofa flew at him and was smashed by sand."

"She jumped on me, I thought it was you."

"DON'T GIVE ME THAT FUCKING CRAP; I SAW IT WITH MY OWN EYES."

A piece of wood flew at him but never made it to his face.

"Listen."

"I DON'T WANT TO LISTEN; I DIDN'T MARRY YOU SO I COULD PUT UP WITH THIS SHIT."

He saw a crushed sake bottle in a corner.

"You are drunk, calm down and listen"

"NO, YOU FUCKING BASTARD I WILL NOT BLOODY HELL LISTEN."

Gaara lost his cool there and got pissed off.

"WILL YOU STOP FUCKING SWEARING AT ME AND LISTEN?"

The kitchen sink flew at him in response followed by a huge gust of wind that smashed the wall behind him totally, sand came out of the gourd and rushed at Yuuhi, under the effects of alcohol and her own anger she could not think straight enough to dodge it. She found herself on the floor with sand around her wrists and ankles; Gaara was sitting on her waist with his hands on her shoulders pressing her down, she squirmed and threw a whole line of curse word at him.

He brought her to a cliff where she couldn't hurt any villagers and they could scream all they wanted, she lunged at him and he dodge, he got her back in the previous position but she bit down on his hand when it passed her face and her teeth penetrated the bit of sand that came to protect him. Gaara winced in pain as blood trickled down and dripped onto her face but she wouldn't let go, her tears mixed with his blood and ran down her face.

He tried to pull his hand away but she kept a firm hold on his hand, the Shukaku's instincts activated and before he knew what he was doing, the sand rose and violently threw her against a wall of rocks. Gaara tried to hold the instincts down, he screamed and held his head in his hands. When he finished his struggle with the killer instincts, he got up and walked to Yuuhi who was still unconscious; he pulled her onto his lap and brushed the hair from her face. Blood was coming out of the corners of her mouth, he wiped it off.

"Sumimase, I never meant to do that."

He said softly, her eyes opened and she looked at him, too exhausted to get up.

"I never went for that girl, I don't even know her, she jumped on me in the dark alley and I thought it was you. It was a mistake; I will never hurt you like that."

She took his hand and licked the blood off gently; he winced at the contact of her tongue and his raw flesh, then she wiped the sweat from his struggle with his instincts off his face.

"I'm sorry I hurt you, I jumped to conclusions."

They stayed like that for the rest of the night; Yuuhi fell asleep on Gaara's lap. He didn't move for the whole of the time that she slept, not wanting to wake her up, he wiped his blood off her face which was now illuminated by the moonlight and whispered.

"I love you."

Aaaah I'm done…..I liked this chap….hope ya like it too happy reading and pls review….bye