"Watch it Sakura, that could be taken as an attempt on the Kazekage life. Wouldn't want to make a report on this to Kakashi." Gaara's eyes filled with silent laughter as he watched Sakura deflate. Naurto and Kakashi were always her weakness, through all the times they had met this had rang true.

Sakura released the chakra in her hands that she had charged up for the next punch. She hadn't even used 15% of her power. Could she break through his sand barrier now? Just because she was confused with the situation should not allow her emotions to get in the way. He was right. She needed to calm down. Not for the sake of Gaara, but for the sake of his village. When she lost it, it was never a good thing.

"Really? You're going to use Kakashi against me?" She crossed her hands over her chest to resist the urge to take another shot at him again.

Gaara shrugged, "He is YOUR current leader. " Gaara's sand gently wrapped around the ninja that Sakura had just healed. Gaara's voice turned serious. "Stay still, I will take this ninja and you to the hospital. This way he can work on recovery and you can determine what you are dealing with."

She huffed slightly. She could walk, but she knew Gaara didn't want to make more of a scene in the village escorting her, a leaf ninja, and a wounded sand ninja through his village. People might take it the wrong way. Unfortunately, the political part of being a Kazekge, Hokage, or any leader fucking sucks. He tilted his to the side waiting for approval.

All she wanted was to finish her hot coffee she had left on the table. It was too early for this mess.

Sakura rubbed her temples, "go ahead." She automatically held her breath waiting for the smell of blood to hit her and pain. She recalled it from when they were in the first Chunin exams. When Gaara had slammed her with his attack and held her against a tree.

When life seemed so much simpler. Sasuke was apart of team 7 then. She grimaced at the memory. Sasuke had been in so much pain and suffering then. What she would give to just hold him one more time. Her heart throbbed for Sasuke. Her fingers twitched at imagining wrapping her arms around him once more.

Only to feel sand, soft but sturdy. In surprise Sakura breathed in, in shock. The sand. It didn't smell like blood it smelled...delicious. The spicy scent wrapped around her. The throbbing pain stopped as her head filled with this smell. Did his whole body smell like this? She breathed in deeply.

As soon as the sand came, it went and Sakura stood in front of the Suna hospital feeling a little unsteady. She pushed a strand of her pink blossom hair back from her face. That smell has cleared her mind and yet made it feel so foggy. Gaara was already headed in with the wounded ninja and Sakura shook her head to clear her thoughts and followed on his heels.

The hospital was like any other she had seen. Patients moving in and out. Medical staff addressing issues like a well oiled machine. Sakura took in everything she could as the front desk assistant guided them to a room. Mentally noting the routine and systems of addressing a new patient that were in place Sakura watched as Gaara placed the ninja in the hospital bed and answered questions from the staff.

"Sakura," Sakura's eyes met his "Kankuro will be here in a moment to make sure to debrief what this ninja saw before being wounded."

"Understood."

"The intruders spoke to you after you attacked."

"Yes they did. One also tried to run his hand up my thigh too! What a pervert."

Gaara's face changed to stone and back straightened, his voice turned into a hush tone, "We cannot have this conversation here. The walls have ears. My room, tonight."

"What? You want be a pervert and touch my thigh too?" Sakura matched his tone, putting her hands on her hips smirking. What was about Gaara and inviting her to his room? Her nose twitch. Would she get close enough to smell him?

Gaara lifted up a nonexistent eyebrow, "If I was a pervert, I would have done much more than touch your thigh when I saw you naked the other night." Sakura turned red instantly.

"Whoa now! Who saw who naked?" Kankuro loud voice rang through the air as he entered the room. Purple paint smudged crossed his face with a quizzical look spread across it.

"Report." Gaara ignored Kankuro's question completely. Which Sakura did not mind. She didn't need everyone knowing Gaara had seen her in her birthday suit.

"Tracking currently, they are sneaky bastards, but we will get them." Kankuro rubbed his hands together in anticipation.

"I'll leave you to getting all the information you can. Give me a full report by the end of the day. I will need to inform the council of these matters." He turned to Sakura, "Sakura your day begins now, I will leave you in the hands of the top medical team here. They will walk you through our procedures and I will need a plan of action by then end of the day as well. "

Wow, his attitude changed. Sakura felt a tickle at the end of her awareness. Oh. Someone was listening in.