Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto... but I wish I did...Gaara... (sigh)

Warning: I am kind of disturbed right now... so... anything that's bad in this story is just because I can do it. But an extra heads up. I do have some citrus going on so, young one's advert your eyes.

A/N: Oh yeah! Here is some sasusaku moments for all of ya'll! I hope you like them It took forever to get it out on paper. I haven't gotten to much feedback on my NejiGaa pairing, Do yall just not like it? Or just not care? Oh yes and of course I am ever so thankful for my BETA. She knows I love her! THANK YOU JK! God knows no one would understand my stories if you didn't BETA them. Well... story as seeing I only have 1 out right now.

Last time:

She couldn't believe it. This boy was worse than somebody with a bi-polarity disorder. It hadn't even been a second ago when he was cold and uncaring, and now here he was carrying her. For a moment, she could have sworn that he came back to the Sasuke that she had been getting to know. 'We will see when we get to my house. I must remember to thank Naruto later, and kill him at the same time. 'This might be a little fun.' She smiled a little bit and leaned on Sasuke's shoulder the rest of the walk to the car.

Chapter 6: Confrontations

"Oh, Thank you so much, Hinata." Naruto was thanking her for about the thousandth time. Hinata still didn't know what she did, exactly. She was just happy that he was thanking her.

"I have been trying to get Sasuke with someone for the longest time, and your friend seems to interest him. I think he just needed a little push." Hinata was still at a loss as Naruto rambled on about Sasuke. She was finally starting to put the pieces together.

"Oh yeah. Lets go get something to eat, that way they have more time alone." Naruto sat there with the most perverted look on his face. At this last statement Hinata was shocked.

"N-N-Naruto! I-I-I can't b-b-believe that you j-j-just said that! S-S-Sakura-chan isn't like that!" Hinata surprised both her and Naruto with that little outburst. "I-I-I'm s-s-s-sorry. I-I-I s-s-shouldn't have said t-t-that." Realizing the tone she was taking, she brought her voice down to a whisper. Naruto had almost missed what she said entirely.

"Nah, don't worry about it," he said while dropping down closer to her face. "It's kind of sexy when you yell."

Hinata couldn't believe what she just heard. 'Naruto just said I was sexy?' She couldn't do anything but stare back at him. She could feel her face flush, both with embarrassment, and the fact that Naruto was about two inches from her face. "I-I-I... w-w-well...Th-th-thanks." It took all her will power to allow her voice to escape through her lips.

The honking of horns behind them brought Hinata out of her daze. "So... wh-wh-where did y-y-you want t-t-to go?"

"Hinata do you have to ask? Haven't you know me long enough to know what I like?"

'No. Why does he always want the same thing? Couldn't he just settle for a salad or something else?' Both knew where they were going next.

'Ramen.'

"RAMEN!"

"So... Sasuke. Do you know what Hinata had to do for Naruto?" Sakura was trying to break the silence. Today just wasn't a day where silence was needed.

"No. I wasn't even aware of the fact until Naruto said something, and they just ran off without saying what they had to do."

"Well I know that Hinata would have been talking about it to me all day if she knew. And the look on her face said she didn't know a thing." Sakura began to ponder on this for a little bit.

"Why would she have been talking about it all day? She would have just been taking Naruto somewhere."

Sakura couldn't help but sweat drop. 'Are they really this dense?'

"You're kidding, right?" Sasuke shook his head, stating that he was, in fact, serious. "You mean you really don't know?" Once again Sasuke shook his head. "Wow, you really are as dense as Naruto."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Sasuke didn't like being compared to Naruto in any way, especially when it came to intelligence.

"It means that Hinata likes Naruto, and from what I can understand she has liked him for a long time! It seems that nether you nor anybody else has picked up on it. It really is a shame, though."

"Why do you say that?" Sasuke was curious as to why Hinata liking Naruto would be a shame.

"Look at Hinata. I love her to death, but she is scared of her own shadow! Do you honestly think that she would come out and tell Naruto that she liked him?"

"No, I guess she wouldn't." Sasuke looked down at lap. He was going into a very deep thought process right now.

"And Naruto. Well... Naruto is just too damn dense and will never put two and two together." Sakura sighed as she finished her rant. In fact, it was perfect timing; they had just pulled up to her house. Both got out of the car and made their way to the front door.

Sasuke was still thinking. Actually, it was kind of ironic; Hinata and Naruto's position was the same as his. He had finally admitted to himself that he did in fact like the pink haired girl. She intrigued him, and she was more like him then anyone else. Naruto and him shared the same bond of loneliness, but no one he knew understood the pain of loss. Sakura did, and that mask she wore... Although it was the complete opposite of the one he placed over himself, it was still there, hiding all her true pain.

"Sasuke?" Her gentle voice broke all of his thoughts. "Are you alright? You haven't spoken since I started to mention Hinata and Naruto."

"Huh? Yeah. I'm fine. I was just...thinking. That's all." He looked up at her and was immediately drawn to her eyes. They were so full of life, but underneath, he still made out the hidden pain that was her life.

"Um, okay." She broke the gaze. She was not going to let herself fall for another one. Her heart had already broken once. She refused to fall for another cold-hearted bastard, just because she thought that he could understand her. It was his fault, really. He played her. He had made her think that she was loved, and in the end, she was left with nothing. "Oh... um... How 'bout I show you around for a little bit. You know, give you a tour of the house?"

"Yeah, sure."

Sakura began to lead Sasuke through the house. She finished the down stairs and was beginning to go up to the top floor. Sakura was unaware that she still had hold on the Uchiha's hand; the unconscious warmth that passed between their fingers helped her calm down. Even though she knew Jin was gone, and had been gone for several hours, she had this fear that he was going to jump out of a room and "punish" her for having a boy in the house.

She slowly gave him the tour upstairs: her bathroom, Jin's room, the game room, and so on and so on.

"Well what room is that?" He pointed to the only door that was closed in the whole house.

"Oh, well that's my room. I keep it locked so that Jin can't go searching when I'm at school or out. Who am I kidding? I never go out." She sighed at the last statement.

"Well, we are going to change that while he is gone. The gang goes to a club or a party at least every weekend, so there is never a shortage of entertainment."

"Wow, really?" Sakura kept walking past her room, and then for the first time, she noticed that the warmth had left her hand. She looked back and Sasuke was leaning on her bedroom door.

"Sa-ku-ra. I still haven't seen your room yet." He couldn't help but smirk as she faltered for a moment.

"M-m-m-my r-r-r-room isn't n-n-nothing s-s-s-special." She couldn't believe it. Her mind kept telling her to stop, but something else made her feet move to unlock the door. "S-s-s-see? Nothing special." Her voice had returned to her.

"Yes it is. It's your room. It can tell everything about you." Sasuke could honestly tell a lot about a person just by being in their room.

"Oh really? Well why don't you tell me about myself. Hum?" Sakura crossed her arms and sat down on her bed.

"Ok where to start?" He slowly began to scan the room. "You hide behind things, and don't let people see the real you. You are a trustworthy person, but you yourself trust no one. For the most part, you tend to be a loner, and stay where you are safe. Hummm, and if I didn't know any better, you hide behind your music, and have some mild depression." Sasuke was very proud of himself. He normally couldn't do that well, but then again, it wasn't hard considering he knew about her life... well some of it at least.

"Hummm." That's all she could say. He was right, right about everything, although sometimes, she suffered from more then just mild depression. "Well, you are good. So now you know, huh? I'm a complete freak, an emotional wreck." She lay back on her bed. Even though she spoke those words, for some reason, they stung.

"I didn't say that, Sakura, you did." He made his way over to her and sat down next to her. "Everyone has their own problems, some more then others. People like you; Gaara, and I are in the 'more' category. People like Hinata fall into the others." She turned away so she wouldn't have to look at him.

'Not now, please, I can't look at him now. I'm too weak. I won't be able to stop it.' Sakura wanted so badly for him to just leave. She couldn't take him today. She wouldn't be able to fight him.

"Sakura." She could feel him moving on her bed. He was moving closer to her, hovering over her. "Sakura. Please look at me." He brought his hand to her face and tilted it to face him.

"No." She tried to fight it, but the minute she got a glance at those eyes she lost. They sat there for a minute, just looking at each other. Sasuke was leaning over her. She couldn't stop herself. Those eyes of his mirrored her own. She could tell they both suffered. She wanted so bad to stop that suffering, so she did the only thing she could think of, she kissed him.

Everything seemed to click at that moment. Both bodies knew this is what they needed, what they both longed for. Their pain was washed away, if even for a moment. It was gone.

Sasuke pulled away from the brief encounter to stare back at her. Shame seemed to grace her eyes as she turned to avoid his stare, those eyes that were so like hers. They seemed to burn into her soul, reading everything about her past, her pain, everything that was there. What had she done? This was the last thing she needed in her life right now. She couldn't even fathom this.

Sasuke moved his hand to her face and brought it back to his eyes. "Sakura." With that said he bent down to capture her lips again. This was absolute bliss for the both of them. It was tender, with longing and pain laced into it. Sakura couldn't take it anymore; she needed this. It was someone to take her pain. She wrapped her hands around his neck to pull him deeper. Her mouth opened slightly to let him in.

He ran his tongue along her lips before pushing past them. The kiss became something more then satisfying. The longing turned into passion, and the pain into comfort. Both couldn't remember being this happy. Sakura had been this happy, but that was a long time ago. Sasuke had never been like this. The feeling that took over; he needed to explore more, he wanted more to this.

He took the passion and ran with it. Pushing deeper into her, laying his body down onto her. He pushed away the dominance that she was fighting for, and took control of her. She really wasn't putting up much of a fight to begin with. He broke apart from the battle to allow precious air into his lungs. He looked down at her, the breathing had become more rapid, and jagged. Sasuke took this as a sign to continue. He moved down her face, and began the ministrations on her neck. He began to earn small whimpers and moans from her lips. This did nothing but cause him to want to find new spots. He wanted to know what would make her louder... well besides the obvious places. He didn't like to be obvious, and actually was having fun teasing the small girl underneath him.

He pushed her top up to reveal he stomach. The skin had healed somewhat, but the paintings of her life were still branded onto the pale flesh. He gently moved his tongue up her body trying to sooth away the pain that she still must have felt. A wet trail was left in the wake as her body shivered against his touch.

"S-S-Sasuke." Her voice came out lower then normal, and was laced with lust. "Please, Sasuke." He looked up to find her staring at him. He couldn't say no to her. That look in her eyes… it just said, "please take my pain away." His hand reached down to take off the layers of clothing she had covering her lower half.

"BANG...BANG..."

Of course, nothing works out how it should. It just so happened that Naruto and Hinata had finished running their "errand".

Gaara sighed as he rode in the car. He was staring out the window as Kankurou drove down the road. The scenery outside blurred in Gaara's vision, the ground and sky melding together into one. They had been driving around for about two hours now, neither one of them wanting to break the silence. Finally, Kankurou had enough with not knowing what the real reason was for his brother's phone call.

"Hey, Gaara, are you sure that you are all right? I have this funny feeling that you aren't being very honest with me." Kankurou frowned at his little brother in concern.

"Huh? Yeah, Kank, I'm fine. I really just didn't feel good and wanted to go home." He still had not torn his gaze away from the window.

"Uh huh. Whatever you say, little one." Gaara wanted so bad to glare at his older brother, but he didn't have the motivation to do so right now. "Ok. Now I know that there is something wrong with you. You would never let me get away with that, at least not without a glare. Really, Gaara, what's wrong with you? You have been like this for two days straight. Me and Tem are worried."

"Don't worry about me, alright? Tell Aneki that I am fine."

Kankurou found it odd that he was using "Aneki" when referring to Temari. Gaara hadn't used that name... well Kankurou couldn't even remember when he last heard him call her that. "Somehow, Gaara, I don't think that will work. Now honestly, what has been going on with you? I haven't seen you this bad in months, and for some strange reason I think it has something to do with Neji."

Gaara couldn't help it. His green eyes began to fill with liquid, blurring the passing scenery even more. "S-S-Shut-up Kankurou. I do not want to hear his name right now." He once again began to roll up his sleeves to open up his already marred arm.

"Oh, so it does have something to do with him. What did he do to you, Gaara?" Kankurou's voice took on a dangerous tone. Although Gaara was not scared of him, that tone showed that he was going to get his information either way.

"Gaara! Answer me! What the fuck did he do to you?" Right now Kankurou's voice rivaled that of their father. It was so eerie how much they sounded alike when anger was present.

"N-N-Nothing. Really. He didn't do anything to me. I-I-I did it t-t-to my s-s-self." Gaara dug deeper into his flesh, once again painting his fingertips with a red stain.

"You're lying, Gaara. Tell me the truth."

Gaara was about to explain when Kankurou slammed on the breaks. "What the hell?" He grabbed Gaara's arm and wrenched up the sleeve. "Why Gaara? Why did you do it again?" His voice held nothing but concern for his younger brother.

"I'm sorry, Aniki. I really am, b-b-but I couldn't h-h-help it. I n-n-needed it." Gaara wouldn't even turn to look at him. He just kept his eyes downcast at the floor, crying silent tears. He couldn't help but let them fall. The only thing evident that he was indeed crying was the stuttering. Crying always made Gaara stutter, sometimes more then others. Right now was a really bad time.

Kankurou sat there, pulled off on the side of the road, staring at his brother's arm. He let out a frustrated sigh. "I just don't get it Gaara. Why wont you come to Temari or me when it's going to get this bad? We don't want to see this again. You scared us once before." Kankurou pulled out a cloth that he kept in his pocket. It didn't cover up all of the wounds, but it did cover up the ones that Gaara had reopened. "Now please, Gaara, tell me what happened."

He lost it. He really couldn't take the pain anymore. It was too much for him. He went on for about thirty minutes, telling his older brother about trying to get Neji back, and him turning Gaara down, then the next day when he saw him with Deidara, and finally the confrontation in the bathroom. "I don't wanna hurt anymore Aniki. Please make it stop. Please." His heart wrenched at his brother's pleas, the main reason being that Kankurou could do nothing to ease his pain. No one could help him.

"Honestly Gaara, I don't think there is much anyone can do right now. This will be something that will have to be learned on its own. "He pulled his arms tighter around the smaller frame, rubbing his back up and down, trying to calm the broken boy. "Do you want me to talk to him? Maybe explain what happened in Suna?" He felt the boys head shake in response. It had been a no. "All right, Gaara. I want you to look at me." With that, Gaara's gaze turned upwards.

"If you ever get this bad - I mean it, ever - I want you to come to Tem or me. You got it?" He answered with a nod. "Good. Now how 'bout we go home?"

"Sure." Gaara's voice had come back to him. "Oh. Could you not tell Temari about this?" He gestured to his battered arm. "I don't want her to be disappointed in me."

"She wont be disappointed Gaara, just worried."

"Please, Aniki, I don't want her to know." His voice was pleading and threatened to bring tears to his eyes once again.

"Alright, Gaara. I will keep this between us. But I mean it. I don't want to see this again, got it?"

"Yeah... I got it."

"Good."

"Hey Sasuke, what took you so long to get the door?" Naruto couldn't help but smirk at the disheveled appearance of both his best friend and now Sakura who had just wandered down the stairs. It quickly faded when he caught a look at Sakura's emotion. It was clearly anger.

"Sasuke, what the hell are you doing answering my door? This is my house after all. It makes me look rude if I have guest answer my door. What kind of hostess do I look like now?"

"Sakura don't worry about it really. Naruto and me don't think ill of you. Sasuke was just here before you." Hinata's stutter was no longer present in her voice. Sakura figured that she would ask her about it later.

"Uh huh. Anyways. I already gave Sasuke a tour of the house. Now I will do the same for you." Sakura rounded the downstairs and then the upstairs following the same pattern that she did with Sasuke. After that was finished it was time to find something to do. Naruto had noticed that they had a pool table in the game room.

"Hummm. I wanna beat that bastard at pool!" Naruto practically shouted his challenge to he dark haired boy. "That's it, me and Hinata versus you two.

"Alright Naruto. But I will warn you; I am the best at this game. You must remember that it is in my house after all." Sakura awaited this challenge. The only time she had played with other people was when she had to entertain Jin's "business partners." She would beat their asses until the very end, but they always won. Jin said it was bad sport to let a women win at anything, so she was always forced to lose.

"You're on, Sakura-chan," he grinned as he made his way to the game room.

It wasn't that Hinata and Naruto were really bad; actually it was quite the opposite. Hinata had a knack for shooting pool, and actually did better then Naruto. In the end, Sakura had kept her promise. She really was the best, and had won the game for them in the end.

"Awww. Sakura-chan, how'd you get so good?" Naruto couldn't help but whine at his loss.

"Oh... well... when Jin has company I have to entertain them for the most part. So I normally play them in a few rounds of pool." Sakura wasn't going into any more detail with that subject and quickly changed it. "Hey! How bout some dinner?"

"Yes! How bout ramen?"

"Naruto. We had ramen for lunch remember?" Hinata could not believe that he wanted ramen again.

"But Hinata-chan, I love ramen. You know that." Naruto got down to her level and gave her the most pathetic puppy dog look he could muster. "Don't you want me to be happy?"

"I... but... yes." Hinata almost died having him that close to her. 'He has been doing that an awful lot lately. Does he know what it does to me?'

"Well Hinata, if Naruto wants ramen feel free to make it for him. I was going to make so stir-fry anyways, it's quick and easy. I have the ingredients for ramen in the kitchen."

With that, Hinata and Sakura made their way to the kitchen while the boys made them comfortable on the couch, watching television.

"Hey bastard. Did you have fun with Sakura?" Naruto had to find out. The way they looked when they came downstairs was priceless.

"I have no idea what you are talking about Naruto. Me and Sakura are friends."

"Yeah right. I saw the way you looked when you came downstairs. Both of you were disheveled, and Sakura looked very pissed for the interruption."

"You know what? You really are an idiot sometimes." Before Naruto could come back with a comment, Sasuke continued. "You can pick up on the tiniest things in other peoples relationships, but you yourself can't see what is so blatantly in front of your face."

" So you do have a relationship with -- Huh what the hell are you talking about Sasuke?" Naruto was very confused that this point.

"I'm talking about Hin--"

"Umm, boys, food's ready. Would you please come sit down? I'm afraid you wont be able to eat in the living room. Sorry, but I don't trust you." Sasuke was so going to get it later, Sakura thought.

'I can't believe he almost told Naruto. Hinata is going to kill me. We both heard the conversation between the two of them. Thank god I stopped it in time.'

"We will continue this later Naruto."

Everyone sat down to eat, Sakura, Hinata, and Sasuke with their stir-fry, and Naruto with his precious ramen.

"Wow Hinata. I didn't know you could cook so well. I think I might just have to take you home with me, that way you can make me ramen every night."

"Umm Naruto, as much as I'm sure that Hinata would love to go home with you, I don't think she wants to go there to be a ramen slave." Sakura couldn't help but giggle at Hinata's misfortune. The poor girl looked like she was going to die.

Both Neji and Deidara walked into the small house. Deidara lived alone. Neji later found out hat his father had killed himself and his mother had run out on him two years ago. They made their way past all of the artwork that laid around and made their way back to Deidara's room.

"Oh sorry bout all the pictures laying around...yeah."

"No, don't worry about it." Neji glanced at one sketch. It was a small one of a boy; Neji decided that he was about the same age as him, sitting on a hill with his back facing the world. He was looking over the horizon that had a huge explosion coming from it. Graffiti words were written in the grass. 'Art is a Bang.' "Wow, are these really yours?"

"Yeah. I get bored a lot, and I draw what comes to me for the most part. Sometimes I will go to the park and draw there too...yeah." He looked down at the picture Neji held in his hands. "That I drew at the park. It was done about four months ago. I saw someone there, and his whole world looked like it had just came crashing down. It was like everything was just destroyed. So that's where I got the idea for the explosion... yeah."

Neji looked down at the picture one more time before placing it back on the table beside the bed. "It's really good."

"Well you're really good too...yeah." Deidara brought himself closer to the Hyuuga boy. He wanted what had happened earlier. He wanted that feeling back.

Neji was there to forget about Gaara, and forget him he was. He returned the kiss to the blond. He was going to give this boy everything he had in him. The only thing he wasn't able to force through his lips was love, but then again Deidara knew he couldn't get that. He was going to use sex to get away, to get away from everything.

DEIDARA'S POV

Yes, this is what I wanted the whole time. I have wanted you since I moved here, but that damn redhead… He took you from me. He took my chance to have you. It's ironic isn't it? He took you from me, but he is the same reason that you are in my arms right now, isn't it? He broke you, and now you are here in my arms, seeking your release from me.

Do you even know how good you taste to me? The sweetness that comes from your lips reminds me of vanilla. I want you now more then ever. I will make you forget him, that redheaded bastard that haunts my dreams.

I am actually pretty surprised you didn't figure it out from that picture. I was at the park the day he broke up with you. I waited until after you left, and he sat there on the hill, writing in his stupid book, and crying. How could he cry? He is the one that broke you. It wasn't the other way around. It angers me so much I just can't take it anymore. I want more from you. Light touches and kissing is not going to do it for me. I want to make you forget him. I will make you forget him.

I push you down on the bed and begin to remove you shirt. My cold fingers graze across your heated chest. I can feel you shudder underneath me. It feels so good. I want more from you still. I am going to make you mine tonight, over and over again. I don't think you are going home until real late. I'm going to keep you here as long as possible. You break me away from my thoughts.

I can't take it. I want to feel you. Your moaning and writhing underneath me is too much. I'm going to take you now. I just can't wait any longer. I will claim you as my own tonight. I have made you want me. And that was my only goal tonight. I don't want you to love me; I want you to lust after me.

Sakura knew that she was going to have to talk to Sasuke. She didn't want to hurt him, but she hadn't meant to take it so far. It had felt so good to share her pain with someone finally. Everyone had already gone home for the evening, and Sakura talked to Hinata over the phone. Hinata was the only one who knew what had happened in Sakura's past. She hadn't been there for it, but she could remember her tears coming through over the phone. She wanted so badly to go back to Tokyo, hug her friend and then shoot the man that caused her so much pain to begin with.

Hinata had agreed to talk to Sasuke for her. She knew that Sakura wouldn't't have been able to do it on her own, much less in person. Hell, Hinata didn't even know what she was going to do. Sakura just hoped that he wouldn't be too mad.

Hinata had picked up the phone for the tenth time. She still couldn't bring herself to call Sasuke. She didn't want to face his wrath when he got upset. She was sure that there was only one person that could take it and have it roll off his back like it was nothing, Naruto. For some reason the cold glares and snide remarks never fazed him. She knew that she wasn't going to be able to call him, she couldn't't. Talking to him in person was defiantly out of the question. There was only one other way. Hinata got up and walk over to the computer.

She signed online to see if she still had his screen name saved. After signing on, a yellow box popped up. She did still have it.

Unsuspected187: Hey

Sil3entkiller: Hi Hinata. What did you want?

Unsuspected187: Well... I need to talk to you about Sakura-chan. I have to explain to you something... It's about her past.

Sil3entkiller: ...Ok? What is it?

Unsuspected187: Well. First off. Please don't be mad with her. I... Well she doesn't want this to affect your friendship in any way. She really does trust you, and coming from her... that says a lot.

Sil3entkiller: Really Hinata will you just say it. I wont hurt her. I can't believe you would think I could do that. Now really... I'm tired so hurry up!

Unsuspected187: All right... well she did tell me what happened with the two of you in her room today. I will not breathe a word of this to anyone. I want you to know that. I wont even say anything to Naruto.

Sil3entkiller: …

Unsuspected187: Aright... well after Sakura's mom died, she really didn't talk to anyone. She would still talk to me, but a lot of people that knew her were cut off completely. Some time after that, she met this guy. He was a few years older. She was fourteen at the time and he was seventeen. He really helped her a lot. He helped her in ways I couldn't. Right before I left to come here they got together... I was really happy for her. She had finally found someone that understood her.

Sil3entkiller: She hasn't mentioned anything about a boyfriend... please don't tell me that she is still with him, and that's why she has you talking to me.

Unsuspected187: No Sasuke. It's nothing like that... I'm not done yet.

Sil3entkiller: ... Ok...

Unsuspected187: She was so happy before I left. So I knew that she would be ok but after I left everything changed. He was still very kind to her and treated her really well. But Sakura became really distant after a while. She stopped calling, and wouldn't talk long to me if I did reach her. She still won't admit it to me, but I know what happened. A few of my other friends that I still talked to told me she had gotten really bad into drugs. I didn't want to believe it. It was Sakura-chan. She was so nice and sweet. I still to this day don't know what made her turn to a needle instead of me.

Sil3entkiller: ……..

Unsuspected187: Well after a year they finally broke up. I can still remember her calling me and crying her eyes out for hours over the phone that day... Honestly I think she would have killed herself that day if she weren't able to reach me. I really never got to much information about their relationship, but the break up is still very clear in my head. She said that when they broke up it wasn't really on bad terms at first. She found out a few days later that the only reason that he was dating her was to get into her step-dad's business. She then asked him if their year and a half relationship meant anything to him. Do you know what that bastard had the nerve to tell her?

Sil3entkiller: What?

Unsuspected187: He laughed in her face... he laughed at her, and told her "What relationship? We were just fucking anyways. I got what I want, and now I'm bored with you."

Sil3entkiller: Yeah that is some fucked up shit, but what does this have to do with her and me? Well more specifically what we did today?

Unsuspected187: Sakura really does care about you, but she doesn't want, nor does she need a relationship. She is too scared of what is going to happen, and she doesn't want to hurt you. Please do not be mad at her. She wants to stay friends with you. In my opinion she needs to stay friends with you. She wants you in her life, just not in that way... at least not now. She's still haunted by her past.

Sil3entkiller: Well if that's what she wants. That's what she can get. I'm going to bed now. Tell her that I will talk to her tomorrow about this. Can you do that for me?

Unsuspected187: Sure Sasuke but you're sure you're not mad right?

Sil3entkiller: Yeah I'm mad, but... donno. I wont take it out on her at least. Will that work for ya?

Unsuspected187: Yeah Sasuke that will work for me. Just don't hurt her. I never want to hear that sound in her voice again. Next time I think it will kill me.

Hinata never did get her reply. She sat there at the computer, staring at the screen. Sasuke had signed off, and the words still sat on the screen blurred together making and black and white blob. Hinata never could tell that story without tears flowing from her eyes. She just hoped that everything would work out.

Reishaa: Thank-you so much. I swear my cousin would kill me is she saw that! I do like the original version, but for the life of me I could not think of who did it. I am so sorry!

Malitia: I went to double check on that. Yes you are right, but so am I. Aneki can also be used as big sister. So I am going to stick with it, but thank you for the insight.

MC: I am sorry about the back and forth, but it will be that way for a while. Gaara is just going to go through some shit in his life. I can't do angst without bad shit happening, and Gaara is the perfect candidate for it.

GhEttO ChIc: I have already spoken to you, and we have worked out this misunderstanding.

And many thank-you's to the following, Sasukefurever, Shinobi Darkbeak, neu chi no nai u, and lilaznstarfire11.

A/N: Alrighty. Wow that was really hard to do. That citrus this had me stuck for a while. I am sooo worried about it. Feedback would be GREATLY appreciated for this chapter. I am kinda losing my steam so to speak.Well you know the drill, R&R please.

Junsui Kegasu's BETA Notes: Yosh! Whoa, I read a heterosexual citrus thing and I liked it…what am I coming to? Also, also, the IM conversation wasn't edited nearly as thoroughly as everything else because they were talking online and…well, not a lot of people type formally when they IM. (I do, but I'm a freak)