…I'm just gonna start the chapter now.

"Huh? Your…"

"How did you get it?"

"Will you calm down?! My parents gave it to me a long time ago! They said it would be important when I was old enough to understand. Happy now?" Sasuke kind of glared before looking to the ground. "I'm sorry. It… it must be hard for you… I mean, it's not like you don't have a good reason to get so angry." Kasumi added. I walked over slowly. There was an awkward silence and Sasuke didn't look up from staring a hole into the ground. Kasumi spoke and broke the silence.

"Anger doesn't solve you're problems, and hate does not make you stronger." Sasuke looked up at her. He looked surprised. "My parents used to tell me that all the time. It looked like you might need the advice." I thought that Sasuke would get mad, but Kasumi didn't pause to give him a chance if he did. "Well, I'm done. See you before I leave, hopefully." She turned and reached across her body to wave at us as she strolled off.

"Bye, Kasumi!" I shouted, a little confused and bewildered. I looked back to Sasuke. He was unemotional now, but he was watching Kasumi walk away. I stepped a little closer. "Um, Sasuke, do you want to walk with me?" He didn't respond for a moment, like he hadn't realized I said anything.

"No," he had annoyance in his voice, but what had I done? "I don't have time to deal with you, I have more important things to do." Sadness pierced through my heart. Why was he being so mean? I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Before I had been captured… he and Naruto had told me the same thing…

"Sakura, I don't have time for this, I have more important things than to deal with your stupid little crush. You just don't get it, do you? You aren't strong enough to call yourself a shinobi. You can't even keep yourself from crying! Now, leave me alone, I have things to do!"

"I don't get it? How can you like him? He's rude and he thinks he's better then everyone! I can't stand him! You do cry too much, Sakura."

"It's just like the time…" I started, making Sasuke turn around, "Before I was captured…" More tears fell down my face. "You have things to do, Sasuke. More important things than to deal with some wimpy little Kunoichi, who's a worthless shinobi and can't even keep herself from crying!" I turned and ran off. I didn't bother to see if he was following me or not. I just ran and ran. 'It's all so similar… it's exactly the same…' I almost expected to look up and find myself in the same place as before, but that was across town. I ran through the trees, but instead of a field like before, they got denser and denser. Soon I didn't know where I was. I had… never been in this part of the village before. It was strange. It seemed so familiar. The same smells, sounds… but it didn't feel right. Something was wrong here. I didn't understand it. What… what was going on?

"Ah, I've finally caught you…" No! No, it couldn't be! Please no!! "Haruno Sakura."

"Michira!" I screamed in fear and panic.

"Haha! Yes, I'm glad you remember me. I've come back for you, cherry blossom. I've been following you and I finally got you away from the others. Do you remember my friend?" A man with pale blond-gray hair stepped out of the shadow of a nearby tree.

"Sakura, I've been waiting to see you again. Don't think that I'll underestimate you this time."

"Who… who are you?"

"Memory loss. I heard about that when I was tailing you. It looks like she can't remember much past being captured. How very funny."

"What do you want with me?" I sounded as desperate as I felt.

"We know you're destiny, Sakura. We're only here to help you fulfill it."

"What… what do you mean you can't stay?"

"I'm sorry, but… I'm a part of the Cloud village… I can't just betray them. I really wish I could stay here in my rightful home, but…" I had managed to stop crying, thankfully. It was shameful for ninja to cry.

"So… I'll never see you again? That's it?"

"No… we might see each other again…" I knew that was unlikely. I lived in the Cloud village and the two villages certainly weren't allies. They weren't even very close to each other on top of that! He was probably right…

Here I was, about to see my siblings again for the first, or in Gaara's case second, time in years. I wonder if they'll even recognize me… Has Gaara told them about me yet? I looked at the door to the house that Tsunade had told me they were staying in. My hand reached up and I heard a knock, knock, as my hand made contact with the wooden door. I heard footsteps and my heartbeat quickened. The handle turned slowly and I heard shouting. Slowly, the door creaked open and then…

"Hello?" He was turning towards me and didn't see me yet, but it was Kankuro! I couldn't contain my happiness any longer. I reached out and hugged him. "What the…" Then he stopped. "Is it… really… Haruka?" Temari was walking over, shouting at Kankuro about "Who is it and what do they want?" but when she saw me she stopped dead and dropped the plate she had been holding. It shattered, but she ignored it and rushed over.

"I missed you guys so much!" I yelled, letting go of Kankuro. I was still shorter than both of them, I realized.

"Haruka!? You're alive and you're here! I can't believe it!" Temari gave me the same bone-crushing hug I had given Kankuro. I was finally home…

"Where's Gaara?" I suddenly remembered what he had said to me.

"Well… Gaara…" Temari frowned sadly. "Gaara isn't like what he was. Have you… well, why don't you come in and we'll tell you." I entered and Temari sat down on a small couch. I sat down next to her.

"I saw him back during the fight. He had said to me "I'm not happy to see anyone, Haruka! Now get yourself together and help us win this fight instead of lying on the ground, useless!""

"I'm really sorry about that, Haruka, but since you were captured… our father tried to kill him."

"What!?"

"He sent assassins after him for years. The first one was our uncle, Yashamaru…"

"Yashamaru? But he was always so nice to Gaara!"

"I know. Well, Gaara, in self-defense, ended up fatally wounding him. Before he died, he told Gaara that he had never loved him. He had said that since Gaara was the only thing left of our mother, that he should love Gaara. He said that he tried, but he just couldn't forgive Gaara for the death of our mother. From then on, Gaara felt that his meaning in life was to destroy everyone's existence except his own."

"No…" When we were little, Gaara and I were closer than any other sibling could have been. So many times I comforted him when he felt as if no one loved him.

"Recently, though… he fought Uzumaki Naruto…" Naruto? "and lost. He seems different. It's like he's rethinking his meaning in life."

"So, you're here?" I stood as Gaara entered the room.

"Gaara…" He ignored me and headed towards the door. He opened the door without another word and left.

"One more thing…" I turned back to Temari. "Tonight is the day that Yashamaru died. Gaara's always more… tense. I wouldn't disturb him if I were you. You might not… err… live." I looked solemnly to the door. Gaara was so different now… everything I had once known had changed. I sighed. This was all Michira's fault. If I hadn't been taken, I could have been there for Gaara and maybe he wouldn't be this way now. It was so saddening.

"I'm gonna go talk to him anyway." I glanced back to Temari, who was giving me a worried look.

"She'll be fine. She knows Gaara better than we do, even though she hasn't been with us for years." I gave Kankuro a thankful look. Temari nodded and I exited the house. I could feel where he was. I turned and jumped onto the roof.

"Go away." My frown widened.

"Gaara I want to talk to you."

"I don't want to talk to you."

"Gaara, come on. What happened to you? You aren't the sweet brother I had five years ago."

"That person no longer exists."

"I want him to." I sat down next to him. "Temari told me about… Yashamaru."

"Don't say his name!" His sand whirred around him.

"I'm sorry."

"…"

"Gaara, Temari told me that he said no one loved you anymore." His sand whirred faster and now I could feel his chakra become more dangerous. I leaned closer to him and reached through the sand. It spun around faster and faster but then suddenly it came to an abrupt stop. I had hugged him and was now comforting him like I used to, by resting his head in my hand. "He was wrong, Gaara. I could never hate you even if I tried. You are my twin after all."

AWW!!!! –Smiles happily- That was too sweet… I liked writing that part. Oh, I have Hayato's picture on my profile now. (I have like seven pictures on my profile at this point…) That is… pretty much it. So umm… I'm gonna just post this now, I guess.

-Kelsmonster (GRRR!!!! I am a monster, fear me!)