Disclaimer: Noo. Don't make me admit it…! Okay, fine. I DON'T OWN NARUTO. But just you wait…

Sachi couldn't do back to sleep. She tried every position on the bed she possibly could.

First, she put the pillow at her feet and lied at the end of the bed. No luck. Then, she flipped over on her back and stared at the ceiling. No luck. At last, she curled up in a ball and slowly, slowly, drifted off into yet another dream, but nothing quite memorable.

In the morning, the red haired boy came back, and shook her ever so slightly, hoping she would wake up. She immediately woke up, surprisingly, and jumped out of bed. She was a little surprised at how naturally she jumped out of bed, seeing as she had never slept on one (That she could remember) but she shook it off.

"Morning!" She called cheerily, surprising the quiet boy "What's for breakfast?" The boy looked surprised.

"I'm not sure…" He didn't usually make breakfast. He was only a little boy- it was Yashamaru's job to take care of him. Speaking of Yashamaru, he thought, did this girl know him yet? Did she even know him? "I'm Gaara…" he said, trailing off and staring at the ground once again.

"I'm Sachi!" Sachi replied, grinning. "Nice to meet you!" And she reached out and shook his hand up and down quickly. "So, what are WE doing today?" Another question that surprised Gaara. What was he going to do today? It's not as if he had any friends to introduce Sachi too. It's not like he had anywhere to be. So maybe they'd just stay at home all day… "How about we go play tag outside!" Sachi suggested. Gaara was, you guessed it, once again surprised.

"T-tag?" He stuttered "But there's only us two…" Sachi smirked, as if the solution was obvious.

"Let's ask some people to play with us then!" Gaara shook his head. He didn't want to play tag with anyone. He didn't want to even talk to anyone in his village. All they had to say was hurtful remarks, and he didn't understand why they hated him so much. He couldn't help what he did… it just… happened.

"Well okay…" Sachi said, seeing how Gaara clearly didn't like most of the villagers. "How about we play pretend then?" Gaara nodded, his red hair shaking ever so slightly. "Okay! Let's play ninja! I'LL be the super-star kunoichi, and you can be my best friend!" She got a little tiny fake dagger she could semi-remember making to play with her brother once out of her blood-stained shirt pocket (A/N They didn't wash her clothes yet, gosh!) and danced about the room. Gaara smiled nervously and just stood there.

"Well, wait are you waiting for?!" Sachi called out him. She snuck up behind him and was about to pretend to stab him with the fake weapon, but was blocked by a barricade of sand. "Woah!" She exclaimed.

Gaara looked down again. Was this it? Would she run away and leave him all alone? Would she hate him now?

"Way cool!" she shouted, and kept playing. "How do you do that? It's super cool! Do you think you could teach me?" She kept grinning like a certifiably insane nutcase and running around the room.

"Well I sorta…" Gaara mumbled "It just… happens. Didn't it scare you?" Sachi laughed.

"Scare ME, pleasee. I'm amazed! You must be really proud!" She stabbed the fake dagger at him one more time (even though it was blocked by sand) for emphasis.

"Well," Gaara said, his voice coming out stronger "Not really."