Aw! Thank you SOOOOO much for ALL of your support! It really helps! And thank you also for trying to guess whom the mystery-woman is! Anywho, pardon the shortness of the last chappie! I kind of ran out of time and it seemed like a good place to end, so yep… So, On I go….

Disclaimer: Don't own!

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It was afternoon the next day when Gaara was finally able to get some free time and sneak out of the Palace for some fresh air. With a sigh, he sat down next to a small, clear pool in a hiding place that he had found when he was a kid. It relaxed him, and allowed him to clear his mind. This is it… He thought to himself, in a few days I'll… he didn't finish the thought. It still seemed distant at the moment. Leaning back, he looked into the sky. He still felt uneasy about the whole thing.

"What am I going to do…?" He muttered, closing his eyes.

"Don't get married, if it bothers you that much…"

Gaara jumped up, smacking his head on a branch in the process. The woman with pink hair jumped down in front of him. She had a smirk on her face. Gaara sat back down, a slight glare in his eyes.

"How did you get here?" He asked, still rubbing his forehead.

The woman leaned up against the tree.

"You're not the only one who knows of this place," she said.

Gaara looked up at her, watching for a few seconds as the light reflecting off the water danced on her face. He smiled to himself inwardly. Despite her hard exterior, she was beautiful. The woman looked down at him, and he quickly averted his gaze. A blush crept into his cheeks. The woman smiled somewhat softly.

"What?"

"Nothing…"

"You were ogling…"

Gaara snapped his sight back up to her.

"I was not!"

The woman smiled, shrugging.

"Whatever you say, Prince…" she said a bit sarcastically, "So have you decided what you want in return yet?"

Gaara looked at the ground.

"I told you that I didn't want anything …"

Then something hit Gaara. He looked up at her. The woman looked back. She blushed slightly this time.

"What?" she asked quickly.

"Your name… In payment of the debt I would like to learn your name…"

The blushed flared up even further in her face.

"My name? Why would you-?" she stammered.

Gaara smiled at her and stood. Her grabbed her arms slightly. Surprisingly, the woman did not try to wrench away. She only stood there, looking into his eyes. They stood like that for a while, gazing into each other's eyes, both feeling something as if it was from a memory. The woman relented.

"It's Sakura…" She said softly.

Gaara smiled. Sakura…he thought to himself, a name to match her beauty… He looked at her.

"You are no longer in my debt, Sakura…"

Sakura shuddered slightly as Gaara said her name. It sounded good coming from his mouth.

"So be it…" She said, pulling away from him.

Gaara nodded.

"And, if may request it… Call me Gaara… I hate being called "Prince" or "My Lord" all of the time…" he said.

Sakura looked shocked, but then nodded.

"Gaara…" She said simply.

Gaara nodded and smiled.

"We shall me again, I hope?" he asked.

Sakura smiled a true smile that made Gaara's heart flutter. She nodded.

"Hai…"

With that, she walked away, disappearing into the darkness that began to blanket the forest.

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It was a while later when Gaara returned to the palace; his heart lighter than it had been for the longest time. He smiled to himself, forgetting everything that had taken place over the last week. At least, he forgot until Ino herself came walking up to him. She smiled at him. Gaara snapped out of his trance, and bowed slightly, a sudden feeling of sorrow coming over him.

He was engaged… He was engaged and he was in love with someone else…