Chapter 19: Incomplete

A/N: Ladies and Gentlemen, my fan fiction is far from over. So please again and again never fail to R n R.

Though she hates to ruin her favorite pupil's perfect moment, she had to. So with a little cough-they still didn't mind. A harsher one-they still didn't mind and still proceeded with their… activity. A vein in her forehead pulsated. This time she coughed ever so loudly that even the birds in the nearby trees took flight. That did the trick.

Sakura was the one to break the kiss… slowly. Staring up into those glistened emerald orbs of his, "Tears are simply not you," she teased as she continue to look deeply into his eyes while she wiped away his tears not noticing she was crying as well. Gaara on the other hand paid no heed to her mocking as gaze tenderly into her eyes…the eyes he never thought to see looking back again him again. Without hesitation, he drew her in for a tight embrace. Sakura happily complied.

Tsunade's eyebrow twitched, she faked another loud cough. Sakura finally acknowledged her existence as she raised her head from its comfortable perch on Gaara's shoulder. "Tsunade-sama," she said as Gaara slightly released her.

The other hidden leaf ninjas approached their hokage as the other two sand ninjas approached their kazekage. Sakura was about to do the same when she felt him still holding her hand. Looking at him, "I lost you once I'm not going to let you go again," he said sternly as he made no move to let her go. "I'm not going anywhere, Panda-neechan. I promise didn't I?" she gestured towards his forehead protector. This was her reassurance and the fact that she came back was enough for him. She smiled sweetly at him and he smiled back with the sweetest one he can manage. This made her knees weak but she did not let him see this instead she walked to her hokage as Gaara approached his kazekage.

As Sakura neared the group, Tsunade was wearing a wide grin. "Well, that's one way to strengthen an alliance… through their future kazekage," she impishly said it was then followed by a loud "WHAT!" by the group of course Naruto's voice was at the peak of it all. "This mission was a test for him to pass as kazekage… and since the mission is as far as I see accomplished… Sabaku no Gaara will be their kazekage in a few months from now," she explained. "And what of he failed?" Sakura questioned at the mist of the skeptical comments. "We know he will succeed because… you're with him," she replied with a grin. This caused Sakura to blush lightly as she stole a glance at the group next to them particularly the one with red hair.

"Now this will truly be the time for celebration!" Kagura proclaimed as she lead the two groups to their festive town.

"All hail our great heroes!" the crowd roared as the foreign ninjas were welcomed with fountain of drinks and wild dances.

Gaara searched the crowd. Where is she? He frantically searched everywhere. He didn't like this at all because the last time she was out of his sight, she was found in the wood with three spikes impaling her body. Arriving at the door step of the Seiya, something told him that she was there. So he entered knowing that no one would restrict him because the owner died recently, he walked silently through the corridors searching through the rooms.

He came upon the last room of the house. The door was left ajar so he immediately saw her. Sakura was sitting on the large window frame with one of her knees drawn to chest as one of her arm rested on it with her fingers on her forehead as if she was in deep thought.

As the dark cloud gave way, moonlight flooded the room. As if a bolt of electricity was felt by her, Sakura immediately reacted to the other presence in the room as she took her kunai and was about to throw it but when she saw who it was she relaxed and turned her back.

As she faced him, he saw the shining tear path on her face. As if upon instinct, he approached her. Sakura felt his nearness and was completely consumed by it. Gaara slowly enveloped his arms around her waist and placed his chin on her shoulder. "What wrong?" he asked. His breath was warm against her neck, she closed her eyes to let the sensation linger.

"I'm sorry. I can't join the celebration… Kazekage-sama," She replied shortly. "No one's asking you to," he said tightening his embrace. Sakura then placed her arms over his "I can't because the memories haunt me still," she then faced him as tears resumed to fall on her cheeks.

Their eyes were locked upon each other, not one ever bothered to blink. "It's over… you came back to me and that's what matters," he said gently as he touched her cheeks while she closed her eyes to feel the warmth of his hand on her face. I never expected to feel this way again. She opened her eyes only to see his emerald orbs expressing his undying love for her.

This was all too much. He can't resist the urge to comfort her with his kisses. Leaning forward, Gaara kissed her with all the gentleness he could muster. Kissing her tears away, he looked at her eyes deeply. This time she was the one to initiate the first move. She leaned forward to resume the broken kiss.

Back to the festivity…

Shikamaru was drinking wine when he felt something was missing. Where was the person that made every celebration worthwhile? Where is she? He unconsciously looked for her when "Shikamaru? Where's Ino? I thought I saw her injured in the battle." Hinata informed as she collided with him.

Ino, injured? These two words did not go well together. His IQ told him the possible locations of Ino but his emotions told something otherwise.

Ino proceeded to the room knowing that everyone was in the celebration downstairs. She sat on her bed as she lifted her injured leg. The cut was not too big but it was deep. The tip of the scythe buried itself a good four inches down her thigh. Blood was seeping through so she removed her bandages-the one she often wears as her clothing. She didn't know where to start as she saw the blood spilling out of her enormous (from her point of view) wound.

She was already panicking and as if that wasn't enough the door knob now started to turn. Damn I forgot to lock the door. What will they say when they see me like this… She looked downward to see that her lower body was covered in nothing but something like a loin cloth. "DAMN!" she cursed out loud as she grabbed the nearest blanket to cover herself.

Shikamaru heard a voice he knew all too well. So he proceeded inside, only to find the most seductive scene he had ever seen. Ino was still struggling to cover herself as Shikamaru caught sight of her porcelain white legs. "Shika, don't you dare look," she warned. So he looked away with a face as red as a ripe tomato.

Moments passes so he looked again, this time he did not like what he saw. The white blanked was stained with streaks of crimson and the portion on her side was a growing stain of blood. "What happened?" he asked with a stern look on his face.

He seriously worried? These words did not mix… not at all. Ino was wrestling with her thoughts too much to even notice that Shikamaru was now approaching her. He quickly pulled the blanket away eliciting a loud shriek of surprise from her. "AH! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU"RE DOING?" Ino tried to cover with herself with her hand but it was useless.

"You're wounded. Sit down," he ordered and Ino confusedly complied. "W… wait," she pushed his hands away. "Come on Ino nothing to hide. We take baths together since we were young…" "That was when we were young! Today's different!" he paid no attention to her blabbering as he knelt and took a look at her bleeding wound.

"I'm sorry," Shikamaru said as he applied the medicine to her wound. "For what?" Ino was blushing madly. This was the first time they talked seriously since the night he saw her in the tavern. "I should've believed in you. I'm sorry," he was now wrapping her leg with bandage.

"It's nothing," Ino smiled as she closed her eyes with a tear that escaped her suppression. Shikamaru stood bent forward to brush away her tear. "Shhh, tears doesn't suit you," he kissed her then both for his apology and well… something else.

In the meantime…

Sakura and Gaara sat together on the window frame watching the moon in its full glory. She stole a glance at him looking into those features she came to memorize unconsciously. Gaara felt her stare and he also looked dearly into her features. Sakura then brushed away the strands of hair that blocked the character that became her light at the mist of darkness- the tattoo of love on his forehead. "You know, I never got to thank you," she said sweetly as she kissed the tattoo. "For what?" he asked as he kissed her back.

"You were the only answer to the only question in my life," she replied as she was looking into his eyes deeply yet again. Gaara raised an eyebrow in question. "You were my light when I'm in the darkness. You were the reason that I came back… Panda-neechan," she teased.

His heart melted at her sincere statements. They shared a passionate kiss yet again and again and again until the night grew late. "It's growing late, you should rest," Gaara worriedly said. He glanced at her only to see her blushing, "What's wrong?" "W… will you… s… sleep… with me?" she shyly asked as she blushed furiously. Gaara flushed as well. "Alright," he replied as he kissed her neck.

That night, they lay together snuggled in each other's arms. Nothing happened, they just slept together.

Gaara slept lightly but comfortably knowing that her angel was at her side.

Sakura on the other hand slept deeply at the beginning but as her dream went further something went wrong…

"Who are you?" the voice came from below the ground.

"Who are you?" the voice was growing impatient.

This voice I've heard it before. Why do I fear it that much?

"Who are you?" the voice was now shouting.

She awakened with sweat beaded on her skin and her breath growing short as her head lay on Gaara's arm. "What's wrong?" he asked as he saw her fidgeting in her sleep and waking with a distressed look on her face.

"It's just that… I feel something's still missing," Sakura explained as she rose. "Maybe I worry too much," she tried to brush her worries aside to prevent Gaara from worrying.

A/N: Alright, his chappie is full of fluff but I have chapter 20 in mind and you know what that means. Winks Please R n R.