Initiation complete, we made it through the initial encounter with the subject. Sakura. Gaara praised himself as Crow, Kankuro's puppet being controlled by chakra, stood next to him in the form of Temari.

Gaara and Kankuro had expected more of a fight from Temari, but once Temari had gone to the dressing room she had laid on a bench and passed out. Which just allowed Gaara and Kankuro one less obstacle. She must have a couple one to many trying to keep up with Sakura.

Gaara stared at Sakura who lounged in the hot bath naked. He could feel his skin on fire.

She was right there, naked. And gorgeous at that. A pink flush had crept up her cheeks. Her body sheened with a layer of sweat, coating what skin was above water level. Which was the top of her breasts and up. He pushed his hands through his hair in frustration, only to find it was a lot longer than he anticipated, being in this female form.

His hand got caught midway and tried to pull at it, tangling it more. This was not his normal hair length, how irritating.

Sakura watched him. Smirking she addressed his issue, "That is why I usually cut mine off. This is actually the longest it's been in a while." She twirled the end of her locks which ended right above her breasts. "After the fourth shinobi war I decided to let it grow a bit."

Is this what women talked about?

"Hn." Gaara slowly walked to the edge of the bath sitting on the edge. Temari following close behind.

"Oh God, it runs in the family!" Gaara looked confused. What was she talking about?

"Kakusareta, you sound like Gaara. He's always grunting around."

The fake Temari laughed. "You have no idea how alike they are! They could practically be twins!"

Gaara glared at the fake Temari. Slipping into the water with their towels on Sakura stared at them.

"Why are you wearing your towel Kakusareta?" She cocked her head to the side, "we are all women here. Don't be ashamed."

If only she knew...There were actually a man and a puppet sitting in here with her, just in woman's bodies.

Gaara faked a giggle, "I just get nervous when it comes to nudity.

Sakura grimaced at the giggle that came out of Kakusareta. It sounds as if she was trying to fit a pig in a hole it didn't want to go into.

Why was Temari still in her towel though? They had just been naked together talking. Maybe it was because of Kakusareta being sensitive.

"Well if nudity makes you uncomfortable I can put back on my towel too." Sakura leaned over the lip of the bath to reach for you towel. Exposing her backside to Temari and Kakusareta. She heard Kakusareta suck in a deep breath. When she turned Kakusareta was covering Temari's eyes.

This amused Sakura. Why was so she worried about Temari seeing her naked? Sakura already had, Sakura shrugged. She couldn't care about that right now. The sake swirled in her mind.

There was no way Gaara was going to let Kankuro see Sakura bent over like that. He had thrown up his hand so fast to block Kankuro's view it was ridiculous.

Her butt was pink from the waters heat as she lifted it up in the air. He could almost see her lips as she leaned further to grab the towel. Gaara licked his lips. It would be easy to slide into her from behind like that.

He blinked hard to get his mind in the right place. That wasn't what he was looking for. He was looking for that mark he had seen in her room. Which while she was bent over her caught a glimpse of something green on her right thigh.

Gaara had to guide this conversation. He needed to look at that thigh. That delicious thigh. Gaara had to think on his feet. Women wouldn't act like this. He had come here for one reason and one reason only. To find out if she was hiding a marking from him. Time to adapt. Once Sakura had found her towel she started to wrap it around herself.

A noise was heard from the dressing room. Gaara and Kankuro glanced at each other. Temari. Sakura seemed oblivious to the noise. Was she waking up? Already? Gaara nodded slightly to Kankuro.

"I'll be back." Kankuro lifted himself out of the water to head to the dressing room.

"Temari, you should have slowed down on the sake. It's going right through you." Sakura laughed.

"She's a light weight."

"I can tell! She should have told me beforehand I wouldn't have made her take shot for shot with me!"

Kankuro in Temari's body waved and now the two were alone.

Gaara's female voice piped up, "I have a marking on my body." Which wasn't exactly a lie, he had his kanji marking just not in this female form. Gaara looked away from Sakura's jade glaze "I get nervous about people seeing it sometimes, thats why I hide myself."

Sakura huffed,"that's no reason to hide yourself! Each marking is a beautiful thing. That means a new experience we survived."

She had no idea. He had survived so much. So many assassination attempts, so much heart break.

"You skin is so spotless, I can see why you wouldn't want to cover it." Gaara patted himself on the back. Stroke the woman's ego.

"Thats not true. I have plenty of scars. Many are from my most self changing experiences."

Gaara swam over to Sakura, "can I see them?"

The sake haze made Sakura more confident to show the seemingly scared woman her scars. She kicked her feet in the water a little. The red haired woman eyes stared at her. They looked so familiar to Gaara it made her heart race for a moment.

Pointing to her left forearm a light scar stood out , "Chūnin Exams' first stage, I protected my team from other ninja trying to kill them when they slept."

Sakura twists to point at her back lowering the towel a little to point right under her shoulder blade, " this one is actually from your cousin, Gaara." Kakusareta whinced. "It's okay. He was following orders. He had me pinned to a tree while fighting one of my comrades. The tree stabbed me from behind."

Kakusareta tugged at her towel. "What about under here?"

"Well," Sakura undid her towel slowly showing her stomach, "this one is from the Akatsuki, a member named Sasori. I shielded the attack with my body and was both fatally wounded and poisoned."

Sakura stood so she could show another scar that was located on her thigh. She dropped the towel completely to uncovered the spot.

There it was. A marking not even an inch wide. In the shape of an owl. This must be it. It had strange markings making up the seal. Gaara stared at it memorizing the design.

"KANKURO!!!!" Temari scream could be heard from across the village. This is the worst timing ever. Gaara watched as Crow in the form of Temari was thrown across the bath and into a wall. With a puff the puppet returned to it natural form with the huge impact. Temari must have woken up and caught Crow in her form before Kankuro could put her back to sleep. When Crow had been thrown across the bath Sakura had lost her footing and fell into Gaara.

Gaara reached out to catch her in the water. The impact was so hard the jutsu was destroyed. With a puff Gaara looked down to see a burnt red Sakura in his arms.

"Gaara-ra-ra?" Sakuras emerald eyes widened at the situation.

"GAARA, SABAKU NO GARRA!"

Oh shit. Is all he could think as he got hit across the face so hard he went flying into Crows body.