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Sakura sat on the couch at the KazeKage's home.

-ponder…-

'I know that wasn't Sasuke…but than, who was it?' She felt a creak and surge under her.

'What…?'

"OH-OO-AHH!" The couch snapped once, then again, going down under Sakura. Sakura sat on the now-broken couch, completely dumb-founded. 'I'm not seriously THAT heavy…'

"SAKURA!" Gaara practically scream, running half way down the stairs leaning against the railing. His eyes were racing with concern. "Daijoubou?!" He asked with all the concern he could. He tripped down the steps and ran to her, caressing her face. She was still a little out of it.

"U-uh.." she replied. He sweatdropped. "Um…Sakura? World to Sakura…?" he waved his hand in front of her face.

"Oy."

"…"

"Oy…" his voice was getting louder.

"…"

"OY!"

"WHAT??"

"Are you…okay?" he asked oddly. "Yes." She replied to him.

"Ugh."

"What?"

"You…" he said, walking off. Sakura pouted. 'But…seriously…I'm not REALLY that heavy…'

"Oy."

"….."

"Sakura."

"…"

-Sigh-

Gaara walked out the door. He was heading straight to a certain special place. The jewelry store. The jeweler turned around.

"K-Konichua-Kazekage-sama." Gaara glared at the jeweler. "I need you to make a special right for me."

"What kind of ring?"

"An-," Gaara hesitated. "An engagement ring." The jewelers eyes widened.

"Yes sir! Please, show me how you want it to look." Gaara used his sand to form a ring to his liking. He pointed to certain parts of it. "I want those jewel's pink." The right was supposed to be white gold. It was a band, and tiny sakura-petals surrounded the whole thing. They were diamonds. The top-center had a pale pink diamond shaped in a small sphere. Gaara adored it.

The jeweler gave a small smile and copied it on a piece of paper.

"Thank you. I will be honored to make the KazeKage a ring." With a small bow, he bravely shewed Gaara out and closed the shop. Gaara concluded that he wanted to get to work right away.

Gaara went back to the Jeweler after doing mounds of paperwork at the office. The old man handed Gaara a velvet black box. Gaara opened it, and was utterly speechless. The ring was a lot better than what he had imagined it to be. It actually looked like he turned the petals into diamonds, shrunk them, and stuck them in the ring. The dimensions were perfect.

Gaara looked at the man. He was old, and apparently didn't get any money. Gaara was feeling really good now, so he gave the old man all the money he had on him. And he had a lot on him. The old man thanked him.

Gaara left with a grin on his face.

Sakura sat pathetically in the wooden chair. It crashed under her. (a/n no, im jk. That would be funny.) She stared at the food in front of her. 'Eww…Kankuro cooked.' She felt sand whipping around her face all of the sudden.

"You're coming with me." A strong hand wrapped around her waist and she vanished.

Sakura appeared in a room made of glass. The walls, floor, ceiling... Everything was glass. Under her feet, lights shown. She looked up. Roses. They were everywhere. "Like it?"

"Yes."

Gaara stood in front of her. "Here." He tossed her a box. She caught it and opened it. The moment she saw it, she let go of the box as it snapped shut. Gaara's sand caught it, and held it up to here properly. Gaara stood there with his arms folded, smirking. The box opened, and Sakura gasped the ring was beautiful.

"Put it on."

"Aren't you going to kneel?"

Gaara gave her the in-your-dreams look. Of course.

"Not a chance."