I know what you're all thinking "Wow another chapter already?!" And the answer is YES! I have too many great ideas about this story and if i dont' get them all out now they will definitely fly away.

Don't worry i'll probably hit writers block somewhere around chapt 10 _ .

Anywho, i originally planned for this chapter to be fluffy and light with some good old Gaara and Isakso bonding and becoming freinds...But then my brain was like "screw that!" and this happened instead. So enjoy!

Review, tell me what you think of Isakso.

Chapter Five

Isakso almost sighed in dejection. Another day gone by and she hadn't seen heads or tails of Gaara. After one week of searching not only had she found the perfect apartment but she had also found the perfect thank you present. All in all she was rather pleased with herself and couldn't wait to give it to the elusive red head. But she hadn't seen him around and another week went by. She had considered just going to his house to drop it off but she had a feeling that this action would be seen as intrusive and that Gaara preferred to be left alone. Her showing up at his house may just make her seem disrespectful.

"Hey! There are customers you know! Daydreaming doesn't get them their food." snapped her boss, noticing that Isakso's thoughts were drifting.

"Yes! So sorry, I'll get right to it." She replied hastily, scampering off to serve dango and take orders.

By the time she got off work Isakso was exhausted but still sent the last customer home with the friendliest smile she could muster. Ugh, she swore that her boss had held a grudge all day over her spacing out. Sure it had happened more than once but that didn't mean that he had to work her to the bloody bone till the end of her shift.

"Cranky old man" she muttered under her breath, departing on the short walk to her house. She was incredibly thankful that she had decided to move. Ever since the attack she had just had too much anxiety when out walking alone, she even took pains to try and get off work before dark in order to lessen her fear. Her new apartment was much closer to the shop and further away from the bar district. The rent was a little higher but it was worth it.

She sighed when she finally closed and bolted her door behind her. Unfortunately she had had to stay late this time. Due to her spaying out during the day she had gotten a little behind on her closing chores and the sun had gone down before she left. Of course she made it home without incident but the anxiety that caused her to leap ten feet in the air at every shadow was honestly tiring.

Isakso glanced at the nicely wrapped bundle on her tabletop. Her mother had always told her to repay her debts. Since her mother was gone now Isakso took pains to follow the moral code she had taught her. She also remembered her mother strongly urging her to stay away from Suna's most feared and hated child. It caused a dilemma; pay him back or stay away. For the first couple days after her release, and while shopping for a present, Isakso had struggled with the decision. But when she had spotted the perfect gift the scales had tipped and she decided that what he had done for her definitely deserved to be repaid.

She just hoped her mother wasn't scolding her from the grave.

Isakso woke the next morning and sleepily rubbed grains from her eyes before climbing out of bed to take a wonderfully long shower. An hour long one to be precise. As she was drying her ridiculously short hair, something she still hadn't gotten used to, she realized she had the day off. Upon this realization her eyes darted towards the bundle still sitting on the table by her door.

Huffing in agitation over her nerves Isakso quickly got dressed in baggy pants and a nice loose fitting shirt, grabbed the package and left the house before she had a chance to change her mind.

Her nervousness increased with every step she took toward Gaara's residence. It was ridiculous, Isakso mentally scolder herself. She hadn't been nervous when talking to him two weeks ago, and nothing had really changed except for the fact that she was seeking him out. Sure he was the most dangerous person in the village and had killed many people, but that wasn't why she was nervous. What if her didn't like the gift? What if he didn't even want to see her again and only thought of her as a burden, a weak, useless, tainted girl he had saved on a whim?

"Well, if he doesn't ever want to see me again I'll give him the gift and leave." thought Isakso morosely. But she had worked too damn hard to find the perfect gift to simply not give it to him.

She finally looked up from her contemplation and was startled to see that her feet had led her to her destination. Isakso gulped nervously, and forced herself up the steps to knock on the door. She made sure to fix a radiant smile upon her face before it was answered.

Kunkuro looked up from greasing the joints of his puppets at the sound of knocking. Who the hell ever came to their house? Probably someone from the council seeing as everyone else in town gave the residence a wide berth due to the fact that Gaara live here.

"Temari!" he yelled into the confines of the house, "Someones at the door!"

"Then you answer it baka! I'm busy!" came the reply of his irritable older sister.

"Ugh." he grunted heaving himself off the couch to answer the door. Upon opening it he was greeted by the sight of a young girl smiling at him as if him answering the door was the best thing in the world. "What the hell do you want?" he asked rudely, irritated at being interrupted and even having to open the door.

"Oh!" Isakso exclaimed recognizing him as Gaara's other sibling. She bowed slightly in respect, "I was wondering if Gaara-sama was here."

What the hell? She wanted Gaara? That was the weirdest thing he had ever hear in his entire life. He stared at her for a minute, making her fidget nervously under his gaze.

"What the hell do you want with Gaara?"

"I...um...have something for him?" The statement came out as more of a question than an answer.

"Riiight. Come on in I guess" he was confused but let her into the house anyway. She didn't look like any danger, just a harmless civilian girl who, for some reason, wanted to associate with his psychopathic brother.

Isakso smiled brightly at being let into his house. Honestly, the way he had looked at her made her think that he was going to shut the door in her face. He was still look at her oddly when Temari entered the room.

"Oh! Temari-san, how are you?" Isakso asked with another bow in the older girl's direction.

Temrai didn't respond to the general courtesy skipping straight to, "what are you doing here?"

"She says she has something for Gaara." Kunkuro cut in before Isakso could answer.

"Really?" asked Temari in surprise, looking back at the girl who did her best to smile in response.

Thankfully Isakso was saved from having to bear anymore of the sibling scrutiny by the person she had come to see.

Gaara was slightly irritated. He had been forced to come downstairs to investigate the racket his sibling were making. He hoped he wasn't going to be walking in on them trying to kill each other again. Only two weeks ago he could just threaten them with death to keep them quiet, but now that he was trying not to do that it seemed like the squabble occurred more frequently in his presence. It was certainly less of a headache when they feared him. When he came down the stair he was surprised to see that not only were they not trying to kill each other, but there was another person present. Said person turned to look up at him after hearing his footsteps. As the girl turned her face towards him her features melted into obvious relief. It was the girl from the hospital.

"Gaara-sama" she bowed low at the waist in his direction.

"This girl says she has something for you." Kunkuro stated looking back and forth between Gaara and Isakso.

"Yes! I do." Isakso smiled nervously and pulled the package out from her bag.

"Ok! We'll just leave you two alone." Temari stated hurriedly, practically shoving Kunkuro out of the room with her despite his protests.

As soon as the two eldest sand siblings left the room Isakso felt her nervousness peak. Gaara had descended the stairs and was watching her with unreadable eyes. This was it, now or never. She held the package out to him. He glanced at it before looking back at her.

It was awkward, to say the least.

"Your supposed to take it," she insisted.

Gaara hesitantly lifted the package out of her hands and turned it over in inspection. It didn't look dangerous, no hidden explosive tags or traps. Finally deciding it was safe he opened the bundle.

"It's tea," Isakso clarified in response to his quizzical glance, "it's for you."

"Why?" Gaara asked.

Why? She would have thought that was obvious. But Iskaso could tell by the intensity of his stare that he was actually confused.

"For saving my life." She smiled.

"Why would you thank me for that." He hadn't expected to see the strange blond again, let alone for her to show up on his doorstep giving him gifts. It was confusing. No one had ever given him a gift before. He had witnessed his siblings getting many gifts on occasions like their birthdays, but he had never received any on his. Even so it wasn't even his birthday and he was thoroughly confused, not that he let it show on his face.

Isakso was once again thrown off guard by his odd question. Upon realizing his confusion she almost felt the urge to laugh. It was kinda cute. But then she realized that the reason from his confusion was probably because he had never been thanked for saving anyone's life before.

She hummed under her breath for a minute trying to think of a way to answer his question. "It's because I was extremely grateful for your help. And when people feel indebted to another person they usually return the favor, hence the gift."

Gaara seemed to contemplate her explanation for a minute before nodding slightly.

They stood silently for a few minutes before Isakso asked, "Would you like me to make you some?" Judging by the way he was staring at the package he had probably never made tea for himself.

It was true that Gaara had no idea how to make tea. Before his fathers death they had had servant to do that for him and his siblings. Not that he had ever actually drank tea before. Once again he nodded slightly before leading the way to the they were walking he could practically feel her smile burning into his back as she followed him.

Isakso was practically bursting with happiness. Not only had he accepted her gift but was allowing her to stay and make him some. She bustled around the large kitchen, finding their teapot, filling it with water and setting it to boil. Gaara sat at the table and stared at her without any emotion crossing his face. As soon as it was done Isakso brought two cups over to the table and poured one for Gaara and then one for herself.

Isakso sat on the other side of the table watching as Gaara did a small hand gesture before tentatively taking a sip.

After checking to see if it was poisoned Gaara sipped some of the steaming liquid into his mouth slowly. Throughout his life Gaara had never really indulged in pleasurable activities or anything of that sort, preferring killing and blood, but this tea was indeed pleasurable. It not only tasted good but soothed his pounding headache, and sore muscles. Gaara felt himself relaxing into his stayed like that for a few minutes, savoring the relief and the odd company of Isakso. It wasn't every day that Gaara felt relaxed enough to let down his gaurd around a complete stranger. A stranger who had just given him a questionable drink.

Suddenly he was suspicious. Gaara never felt relaxed, there had to be something in the tea to make him let down his guard.

"What did you put in here?" He rasped suddenly angry.

"What?!" Isakso was startled by the sudden change. One minute he looked to be relaxing, feeling the tea's calming effects and the next he was angrily accusing her of something.

Unintentionally Gaara's sand whipped out close to the girls head and knocked a picture off the wall. She shrank back in fear. "Good" he thought, she was finally scared.

Isakso finally remembered who she was dealing with. She wasn't sitting comfortably drinking tea in just anyone's kitchen and the boy across from her wasn't just any calm, ordinary person. Her throat constricted in fear seeing his ever present sand twitch and swirl around him in agitation. As slowly as she could Isakso lifted herself out of her chair, feeling his eyes following her every move. Moving around the table Isakso lowered herself until her knees were on the floor and she was bowing, prostrate on the floor before him.

"I am so sorry Gaara-sama. I promise that I had no ill will. The tea was to help you relax. There was nothing harmful in it I swear." She said with as much conviction she could muster with her head bowed on the floor.

At that moment Temari and Kunkuro burst into the kitchen. They had heard the crash of something being broken and rushed into the kitchen fearing the worst. Gaara was still unstable despite his attempt to change and he could easily kill an untrained civilian girl.

What they thankfully found instead of a bloody mess was Isakso kneeling on the floor, bowing towards Gaara who was clutching his head with one hand while sand swirled around him.

"What's going one?" Asked Temari surveying the situation.

"I didn't do anything to the tea I swear." mumbled the prone girl, not lifting her head from her bowing position. From that Temari gleaned a pretty good guess of what had happened.

At her signal Kunkuro walked over to the tea, giving Gaara a wide berth, and inspected it. Kunkuro was the best at detecting poisons, using them with his puppets. After performing a few justu and a tastes test he set the cup down.

"It's fine Gaara. Not poisoned or anythings. The only thing I found were some really strong herbs." Kunkuro said looking at his younger brother, muscles tense, ready for an outburst any second.

Gaara's sand slowly trickled back into his gourd as he looked at the young girl on the ground. She had only wanted to help him relax and repay him for saving his life. He felt foolish and on edge. It was hard to deal with the conflicting feelings that he couldn't identify. All he knew understood was that he had messed up. Now she was scared of him. Her fear was evident by the way she small frame trembled slightly. She was afraid of him again, just like everyone else.

Taking his eyes off of her Gaara made his way towards the door, pausing by the fame.

"I'm sorry." He rasped. Then he was gone.

Temari and Kunkuro stared in the direction Gaara had left with their mouths hanging open slightly. Not only had he not killed them all but he had even apologized. That was only the second time both siblings had ever heard those words come from his mouth. They were still gaping when Isakso finally picked herself up off the floor.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience." She bowed low, keeping her face turned towards the ground. With those words she swiftly made her way out of the kitchen and through the front door.

"Well damn." muttered Kunkuro, "What the hell just happened?"

"What happened was that Gaara may have ruined his chance at having just one bloody person in the village accept him." groaned Temari. It obviously had been too much to hope for. She should probably go talk to Gaara.

As Isakso left the sand siblings household the tears really started to flow. Of course it had been a bad idea. How stupid did she have to be to think that Subaku no Gaara would accept her gift? Obviously pretty stupid, she berated herself as tears started coming in harder. He had thought she was trying to poison him! Then almost killed her! She should have just listened to her mothers advice from beyond the grave.

Isakso barely registered she had made it home until she threw herself face down on her bed. She wallowed like that in self-pity for a good two hours before she finally stopped crying and fell asleep curled into a small ball.

I know, I know! Sorrry for the seriously unfluffy chapter but i figured this was more realistic. i mean Gaara is on seriously messed up kid! He can't get over his sever violent tendencies in only two weeks! But don't worry our favorite psychopath is going to be taking some steps in the right direction next chapter!

Thanks for Reading! Reviews make me happy btw ^_^