Chapter Three: "I Love You" "I Don't"
(Old) Summary: Sasuke comes back to find that Sakura has married someone else! But who? (Gaara, duh, that's like Chapter Two, come on!) Sasuke tell her he loves her and…. (She got pissed, COME ON!)
(New) Summary: As Sasuke continues to pursue Sakura, he finds out it's going to be a lot harder than he thought. He has to come up with a plan or he'll never have the love of his life back. If only there was a way to get Gaara to…… gasp?
Disclaimer: What again! Man, I'm running out of funny jokes for this thing, oh forget it. I DON'T OWN NARUTO! Wish I did though. Then Sasuke would REALLY pay.
Gaara took his place in his chair and carefully watched Sakura and Sasuke. "Would you like some tea, sir?" she calmly asked Sasuke. He nodded solemnly, knowing that Gaara was enjoying every second of this, but he continued to stare down at his lap. Sakura walked over, handing him his tea. As she did this she gave Sasuke the coldest glare she could conjure up. He merely looked into her eyes and breathed in her smell, happy that he knew she wasn't an illusion.
"Thank you," he said, taking the tea and bowing his head.
Gaara had always secretly hoped that Sasuke would turn so he could show Sakura how much he really did love her by killing Sasuke. He knew the story of that night six years ago well, almost like he had been there watching it all happen.
Gaara remembered how he had gone on vacation to Konoha and heard about how Sasuke had left to join Orochimaru. He didn't know what, but something had drawn him to Sakura's house. He had comforted her in her time of despair and over the years they had grown to love each other, his first true love. Perhaps hers' too. He had always been happy with her, especially on the day of their wedding, he had waited eight long months for it. He proposed to her in the middle of the desert, where they had been completely alone. He had set up candles surrounding them and had a picnic with all her favorite foods that he had cooked himself. At dusk when the set was halfway above and below the horizon he proposed to her. Temari had helped him pick out the ring, or rather; she had taken his money and bought the ring by herself without Gaara knowing anything about it.
He remembered the exact words he'd said to he:
Sakura, you're the first person I've ever loved, and the last person I'll ever love. I never thought that I feel like this around someone, I've wanted you to be by my side since the first minute I met you. I never wanted to say anything because I knew you wouldn't accept my feelings, but now I know that you love me and I know that I want to be with you forever. I want to make you happy and protect you no matter what happens. I'll love you till the end of time, whether that's tomorrow or twenty billion years from now. I hope you'll accept this ring along with my feelings towards you. I know I can't compare to your imagine of a perfect man, but I hope I'm close enough. Please, tell me you love me and that you'll marry me.
That's when he had opened the ring case and looked into her eyes longingly. He had meant every word of that speech he'd been preparing for the past three months. He knew it didn't sound perfect when it came out like he had hope, but from the way she had cried and told him that she loved him he knew that it had been her form of perfect. He looked over at his wife who, he could see, was ever so slightly shaking. He got up and walked behind her. He slid his arms around he stomach and rested his chin on her shoulders.
"It's ok, my little Sakura blossom," he whispered into her ear soothingly. "I won't let him hurt you again. I'll protect you and make sure you're happy just like I promised when I proposed to you." He finished and knew that would calm her down. "So, Sasuke," he said louder so Sasuke could hear him, although he already knew that he had heard what he whispered into his wife's ear. "What have you come to Suna for?"
"Oh, just to visit an old friend," Sasuke replied, staring at Gaara. He was trying to ignore Sakura, but it was hard to. He loved her more than ever now that he had seen her again. He didn't care if she hated him or that she was married to Gaara, one of the most powerful men of all the countries.
Gaara walked around Sakura, but looked back at her and smiled sweetly, something he didn't do often and only did for her, and usually in private. He knew that would always make her happy, because she always smiled back sincerely. And this time was no different; she couldn't help but know that that was her special smile, the smile he only showed her. Only when he was truly happy or didn't want her sad did he show her that smile. Right now was the latter.
"I'll leave if you want, Gaara-kun," she suggested because she knew something bad would happen. "I can get you something if you would like."
"I'm fine, Sakura-chan," he said. "But you can leave if you like." He knew she was uncomfortable and wanted to give her the option to leave.
"That's ok, but can I sit down in your chair?" she inquired innocently, she always got what she wanted from Gaara, she always had a way of persuading him to do as she liked. Although he never spoiled her by buying her things, but if she really wanted something she would try and get it on her own then if she absolutely had to she would ask him to help. She had become one of the top ten most skilled medicnin because he had hired the best medicnins in the countries to help her with her training. Although he knew she had done all the hard work, he liked the fact that he had helped a little.
"Okay, little blossom," Gaara caved in as easily as he always did, he couldn't stand to say no to her because he couldn't stand to see her upset or sad like he had been when he was little, like she had been when he had visited her six years ago.
"Sakura…" Sasuke quietly whispered to himself as he drank his tea.
Gaara turned to look at Sasuke as Sakura sat down at his chair and looked at the photograph of him as a child, she always stole this picture from his office and would look at it for hours. He was so adorable as a child. But he always got mad at her when she took it so she didn't do it as often as she used to. She ran her fingers along the frame and stared at the sad child in the picture. She couldn't imagine the Gaara she knew now like this. She didn't want to imagine him like that. He had told her everything about his children, he had opened his past and his heart to her and she had done the same to him. Although she hadn't had much of a past aside from Sasuke and Team 7, he had still listened all the same.
"Sasuke, what do you want?" Sakura heard Gaara repeat to Sasuke. She looked over at Sasuke and saw that he was staring down at his tea, which he held in his hands on his lap.
"I always told you, I'm here to visit an old friend," this time when he said it, he looked up at Sakura. His eyes were lined with the same sadness that filled the child's in the picture's eyes. This was the first time he had ever looked at her like that, yet all she could feel towards him was anger. She hated him for leaving her on that bench, she hated him for thinking that he could march down here and rip her away from everything and everyone she loved, but mostly she hated him because Orochimaru hadn't killed him. She wanted him away from her, away from Gaara, away from everything. She wouldn't let him control her life like he had when they were children. She didn't want that and she was disgusted by the thought of it.
"I don't want you here…" Sakura said slowly.
Gaara turned to look at her and Sasuke looked up at her. Gaara looked coolly towards Sasuke. "You heard her, leave," he said shortly.
"No, Gaara-kun. I want to talk to Sasuke privately for a few minutes, please?" she smiled at his inquiring look.
He sighed and glared at Sasuke. "Fine," he said shortly and left the room in a tornado of sand.
After a few minutes of sitting in silence, trying to see who would break if first and how Sasuke finally won.
"Sakura…" he got up from his seat and set his tea glass which was still half full on the desk. "I missed you so much."
"SASUKE SHUT UP, YOU BAKA!" Sakura screamed slamming her fists into the desk and standing up. "DON'T SAY THINGS YOU DON'T MEAN!"
Sasuke stepped back in surprise, but fell back into his chair once his knee hit the seat. "S-sakura…" he repeated, stunned.
"I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE! I'M MARRIED TO GAARA AND I LOVE HIM MORE THAN ANYTHING! SO JUST LEAVE!" she finished and disappeared from the room.
Gaara laughed and reappeared into the room. "I guess you visited your friend, hm?" He said looking over at Sasuke. "So leave. Now." He turned to his desk and was surprised to find dent marks in it. "I guess you made her mad. But not as mad as I'll be if you even think of showing up near her or this town again." He glared at Sasuke who glared right back.
"Fine, I'll get her back another way. Since the direct approach didn't work," he said smiling. As he left the room he said, "You better start watching her closer, Gaara or you'll lose her like I did." And with that Sasuke disappeared, leaving Gaara alone.
Gaara sighed. "You'll never learn, Uchiha."
Short Ramblings! AGAIN! YAY! …………NOT!
Hey everyone that's stayed loyal and kept reading this trash for another chapter. I know Gaara is COMPLETELY OC, but he's found love now, meaning that Shukaku (someone, please, tell me if I spelled that wrong!) is pretty much gone (though still within him) and I just haven't really figured out Gaara's personality in the first place so I'm pretty much just….. doing what I want which is what FF's are about right? Right!
OH FORGET THE BOLD, EMERGENCY NOTICE THIS TIME! I JUST NEED HELP WITH GAARA'S PERSONALITY! AAARRRGGGHHHHH! And I need sleep but that can wait another week or two.
