Sakura found herself laid out on a couch in a lavishly decorated space. Gold detailing enhanced every corner. A grand fireplace warmed the skin on her...naked body?

Sakura looked down on herself. Nothing covered her naked form though her skin tingled with awareness at the slightest draft of air. She sighed in enjoyment the air glided over her legs, her thighs, her stomach, over her erect nipples, her neck and then brushed against her lips.

It was as if hands were on her. Gliding up and down on her flesh. She moaned in enjoyment as the feeling caressed her nipples. Folding them this way and that. Then the pressure massaged her inner thigh. She opened her legs further letting one drape off the couch letting her toes just briefly touch the soft carpet.

She breathed in sharply as a light breeze hit her lower lips. She could feel herself swell with desire. She opened her legs wider, letting the one that wasn't draped over the edge of the couch hike on top of the couches top.

The warm breeze teased her again. Sending warm lava as it rode the curves of her skin. Up and down her body. She panted softly with desire. She was open wide and the wind glided against her lower lips again only to slightly open up her folds. She arched her back. Just a little more.

This is wrong. The thought confused her. She wanted this warm wind to touch her clit. She wanted it to vibrate her until she was pushed off the edge into oblivion. Cumming over and over-No, cha! Focus around you Sakura. Her inner self seemed to be screaming at her.

The sex haze she was in blinded Sakura as she reached for herself. She wanted to be pushed the the edge. Stop! Her fingers stopped right at her clit.

Her surroundings seemed fuzzy. Though as she focused harder she saw a figure sitting at the end of the couch which she was fully exposed to. She sat of quickly searching for something to cover herself with.

Jogi Hiko sat on the arm of the couch. Sakura didn't know how she knew this was him, but she could feel it. This time he took on different form. A sexy man with ash blonde hair dressed with a tight black shirt showing off all of his abs and tight tight tighhhttt black pants. Showing off a little more than they should of what he was packing.

It didn't look like you wanted me to stop. Jogi Hoki cocked his head to the side. On the contrary it looked like you were enjoying yourself.

Sakura blushed not making eye contact with the bright green eyed man. "Give me clothes. Now. " Sakura growled out the demand.

It's your dream human. Not mine. I was only following what you desired.

Sakura glanced down to see that she was now clothed with a blue kimono. "I did not desire to be raped." She sneered.

Rape is when the subject was not willing and just a moment ago you were more than willing. Sad it ended so quickly.

Sakura blushed slightly at her actions and eyed Jogi Hiko as he hoped off the arm of the couch. "What is with this new look?"

You didn't like my last look very much so I decided on something a little more interestinggg.

Jogi Hiko was right at least it wasn't one of her teammate or someone she knew.

"Will I never get to sleep in peace?" Sakura watched Jogi Hoki stand in front of the fire. A green light to embodyhim.

Your dreams will be a place to train and spend time with me, A great beast! I must prepare you for what is to come. I wanted to give you some pleasure before we began. A pause hovered in the air. You should be bowing and showing me gratitude human.

"Soo, im guess that's a no."

If you want to be ungrateful, instead of pleasure to start off your training I can cause pain.

The room and Jogi Hiko fadedinto darkness.

When Sakura's focus came into view she was on a battle field. Around her lay the bodies of her teammates scattered into pieces. Naruto's head on a stake followed by Kakashi's. Head band broken and scattered. Bodies began to pile under her feet as if they were multiplying. Sakura felt something wet in her hands and when she looked down they were coated in blood. Sakura screamed.

Sakura shot up out of bed. A scream in her throat.

"I'm here." A soothing deep voice guided her out of the darkness of the scene in her mind

Gaara's arms wrapped around her, pulling her into his body. He was warm to touch and a spicy smell filled her noise. She relaxed in his arms.

"It's just a dream." His words brushed over the top of her hair and she shivered. "Go back to sleep."

Sakura didn't want to sleep anymore. Yet her eyes drew heavy as she lay on Gaara's chest as her breathed in and out. The rhythm causing her eyes to fall.

Welcome back. Jogi Hiko sat in a large red arm chair that his body swallowed up. Ready to try this again?