I want to paint my face
And pretend that I am someone else
Sometimes I get so fed up
I don't even want to look at myself

Sakura sat on the floor in the corner in the dark, holding her knees to her chest, with her chin resting on her knees.

But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I hate the way you look at me I have to say
I wish I could start over

Gaara started at his phone… three messages from Sakura.


I am slowly falling apart
I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty

What did I do that he won't talk to me?? Sakura asked herself

You didn't do anything he's just being an idiot!

Sakura started into the darkness.


Sometimes I find myself shaking
In the middle of the night
And then it hits me and I can't
Even believe this is my life

Quit being an idiot and go talk to her!! Or maybe listen to the messages she left you!!

Shut up I don't need this from you!

Well I wouldn't have to if you stopped be idiot!!

Gaara held his phone in his hand.


But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I wish that everyone would go and shut their mouths
I'm not strong enough to deal with it.

I am slowly falling apart
I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty

Sakura lied herself down on the floor and curled into a ball; she closed her eyes and dozed off.

I am slowly falling apart
I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty

Gaara listened to the messages that were left.

She seems sad.

Well would you blame her?!

Fine! If it will get you to shut up I'll go see her!

Gaara's inward smiled, as he got his way. Gaara started walking back to Sakura.

***

Sakura woke up coughing; as she opened her eyes she saw that it was hazy in the room. She heard sirens down the street. Sakura realized what was going on that there was a fire somewhere. Sakura got up and opened the door to find the hallway filled with smoke.

What the hell?!?!

Flashback

"Hey TenTen look what I can do," Kiba said.

"Do what?" TenTen asked.

Kiba took a ball that he had in his hands a lit it on fire, and he closed his hands and it went out, he then did it again; but he was so caught up in bragging what he could do to TenTen, he didn't realize that the lighter fluid had dripped on the table which it then leaked down the table onto the chair and then on floor. Kiba got his hands to close to the table setting the fluid on fire.

"Shit!" Kiba yelled. Ino Turned around so fast she knocked over the lighter fluid over, spilling it making the kitchen and anything that could catch on fire, combust into flames.

End of flashback

Sakura heard screaming coming out from outside. She could just hear her name being screamed.

"Sakura she's still in there!" Ino screamed tears streaking her cheeks.

Gaara looked up when heard screams, he saw that there were emergency crew at Sakura's house. He lost the coloring that was in his face, and started running to her house. When he came up he walked right up to Naruto.

"Naruto what's going on?" Gaara asked anxiously.

"Kiba was being an idiot, and Sakura is still in there!" Naruto yelled. Gaara ran towards the house but was grabbed behind by some firefighters.

"Son you can't go in there!" the man shouted.

"My girlfriend is still in that god damn house!!" He shouted at the man.

"We have been notified that and we are searching for her at this very moment, please just go wait with the others, and let us do our job." The man said sternly. Gaara shook him off and walked towards everyone else.

***

Sakura went towards the stairs but saw that the flames were creeping their way up the stairs making her retreat back down the hallway and went to her room. She went to open her window but saw that it wouldn't budge she went to the spare room and tried that window and when it didn't open either she went out of the room and ran towards the stairs and saw that they were even worse so she went to the end of the hallway. She kept coughing and sat on the ground by the wall. She kept coughing, she looked up to hear her name being called and when she looked up she saw a figure come towards her.

"Sakura?" the man asked. Sakura slightly nodded her head, but soon blacked out from all the smoke she had inhaled.

***

Beep…beep…beep…beep, was all that she could hear. Sakura slowly opened her eyes to see red, as her eyes focused more she saw that it was hair. She looked over to see Gaara's head resting on his arm that was on her bed. She brought her hand and stroked his hair, making him stir. He looked up and saw emerald eyes focused on his sea foam green eyes.

"Hi," she whispered with a smile. He picked up her hand and kissed it.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

"Don't be, it's my fault," she said shaking her head.

"It's my fault, not yours, you didn't do anything," Gaara insisted.

"I know, but I still feel responsible," she said and took her index finger and put it on his lips as he saw that he was going to reply, "how about it's both our faults," she finished with a smile.

Gaara smirked and leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "Okay."

"So how long have I exactly been in here for?" Sakura wondered.

"A week," he said bluntly.

"A week?!" she shouted, "my house…what happened to my house?!" Gaara stroked her hair.

"It's being rebuilt, because of the damage of the fire, and I already beat Kiba's ass for doing stupid shit in your house, but it was covered by your insurance, so for now you can live with me till its done," he said softly. They just sat there in silence just looking at each other. Sakura giggled when she heard his stomach growl.

"Go eat, I'll be fine," she said with a smile. He rolled his eyes, gave her a peck on the cheek, and went to go find some food. Sakura closed her eyes, but opened them went she felt a presence near her, but before she could say anything, her face was covered, by what she felt by a pillow.