Author's Note: Ack! I've been up all night! Not wringing of course, that would be rude to hear the click of the keyboard in your sleep lol. No, they started me on medicine. I hate medicine. Anyway, I hope you guys like this chapter.

Disclaimer: Why did God create man? Because vibrators can't mow the lawn! LOL! Just kidding! Seriously guys, don't take my poking fun to heart. (I own nothing.)

Ch. 2: Dinner

Sakura had spent the rest of the time she had left watching TV before there was a knock at the door. Sakura jumped up, checked her make-up in the hallway mirror, and answered the door.

"Gaara? What are you doing here? It's only…5." she looked at her watch.

"I thought I'd come and see if you wanted to get a bite to eat before heading out." he smiled at her.

"Okay."

Sakura grabbed her jacket and her key, walked outside, and locked the door. When Sakura turned around, she was greeted with the sight of a black and red Viper.

"Nice car." she smiled.

"Thanks." he rubbed the back of his head.

Sakura walked around the car inspecting it and opened up his hood. He just kinda gaped at her…yep…gaping.

"What are you doing?"

"Do me favor, climb in and start the car."

"Why?"

"Just do it please."

'What the hell…she gave ME a command?' 'I like her. She's got fire.'

Gaara climbed in and started the car. He leaned out the window and flinched as she listened to the car. It was noisy…very noisy. Sakura motioned for him to shut it off, ran inside and grabbed one of her hair bows and painting ponchos, and ran back outside.

"Give me two minutes."

"What are you doing?" 'Please don't tell me this chick thinks she fuck with my car and fix it.'

"Fixing your car."

Gaara almost laughed out loud, but two minutes later, she instructed him to turn on the car. When he started it, it purred like a kitten.

"How the hell did you do that?" Sakura walked around to his window, pulled the poncho off, and pulled out the hair bow, shaking her out.

"I used to work at a garage. I needed money I guess. I could tweak your engine too, but then we'd be late." she smiled at him.

She threw her poncho in the trunk and climbed into the car. Sakura couldn't help but notice that he looked super sexy in his black baggy pants and his tight black shirt. She also couldn't help but remember the muscles that were hidden by the thin fabric.

"So, what did you do with your friends before you moved here?"

"I didn't have friends before. People where I used to live were too busy having the latest fashions stuck up their ass. I was their…victim if you will. I never fit in because of my clothes and glasses."

"Your clothes? That's fucked up." he shook his head.

"Yep…but I got my revenge." Sakura smiled remembering.

"Oh yeah? What'd you do?"

"Before I left, two girls were bugging me and pissing me off, so I broke her nose."

"How many times did you hit her?"

"One. So, after that she started insulting me, telling me that I had some kind of deformed body under my clothes. Well, by the time she said that, a big group of people had gathered around us. So, to prove her wrong, I stripped down to my bra and panties, right on the sidewalk. After that, I told everyone off and we left."

"Wow." was all he could manage to say. 'She amazing…sexy…smart…wow.'

"So, what about you?"

"We mostly hang out at the mall, but this would me the first for me in…two months I think."

"Why?"

"I have three jobs. I have to have some way to pay for college."

"Three jobs? Wow…how do you find extra time and energy?"

"I'm usually a hard worker so I finish early…as for energy, sometimes I'm completely wiped out."

'Wow. Things have been hard for him.'

"We're here."

As he pulled into the restaurant parking lot, Sakura could see that it wasn't going to be cheap for him. After he parked, Sakura stuck her hand in her bra.

"What are you doing?" 'Maybe she's going to f…'

"Getting my money."

"Don't do that. It's my treat for your first night in town."

"But…"

"No buts. I wanted to take you out remember?"

"O-okay." she stammered.

He jumped out of the car and opened her door. That shocked Sakura, but she took his offered hand and smiled at him. They walked into the restaurant and Gaara was lead to a table on the patio outback. It was secluded and absolutely beautiful. It faced the greenhouse, which was full of exotic flowers, trees, and vines. The area itself was lit up with candles.

"Wow…"

"Yeah, this table has that effect on people."

"Have you taken someone here before?" she asked, slightly curious.

"No. This is one of the places I work at."

"Oh."

Gaara order a steak plate and Sakura had the same, which surprised him.

"So, you don't eat like a mouse?"

"No. Why?"

"About 30 of the girls at my school eat like they have to make it last for a year." he grimaced.

"What school do you attend?"

"Konoha High."

"Really? What year are you in?"

"This would be my senior year."

"Me too."

"Really?"

"Yep. I just turned 17." she smiled.

Then their food arrived. Sakura savored the taste of the steak.

'Oh yummy! This is so good! He certainly knows how to woo a girl.'

Sakura smiled at her thoughts. Gaara picked up on her smirk.

"What's so funny?" he asked, popping a piece of meat into his mouth.

"Nothing." she smiled at him.

"Liar." he said playfully.

"Ouch." Sakura feigned being hurt and placed a hand over her heart. "That was a mortal wound. You are a cruel man Gaara….just cruel." she said with a southern draw.

He bust out laughing. Sakura soon followed. She doubled over and held her sides. Her laughing actually double as Gaara fell out of him chair. Sakura got up to help him up, but when she got close to him, her laughter stopped. He was having some sort of seizure! Sakura grabbed his head and propped him up. She stuck her finger in his mouth and held down his tongue. He bit down on her hand, drawing blood, but she didn't care.

"HELP!" she screamed.

"Are you…oh my GOD! GAARA!"

The blond haired girl helped to hold down his thrashing limbs. After his seizure passed, she looked at the girl.

"Thank you."

"I'm used to it, but it still cares the hell out of me." Sakura looked at her confused. "He's my brother."

"Oh…"

Sakura opened his mouth so that she could removed her finger. The woman looked at her bleeding hand.

"I'll be right back."

She came back with a wet washcloth, a roll of gaze, and medical tape. The woman watched in shock as she lifted Gaara's head and place the cold washcloth against the back of his neck, then wrap up her hand. She laid his head down in her lap.

"Why did you put the washcloth on the back of his neck?"

"It helps to bring people out of a seizure induced sleep."

"Really?"

Gaara groaned and sat up. He rubbed the back of his head and looked at Sakura.

"What happened?"

"You had a seizure. This girl managed to get it under control though."

"You helped too…"

"Temari."

"I'm Sakura."

Gaara was looked at her bandaged hand. Blood was seeping through the bandage. He grabbed her hand and wrapped it with another layer.

"Thank you." Sakura said.

"Shouldn't I be saying that to you?"

"No. I only did what my training entails. I was scared for you and I reacted."

"Training?"

"I took several medical classes to past time." she said nonchalantly.

Gaara looked at her and smiled. 'Damn. I probably just blew my chances all to hell.'

"Do you want me to take you home?"

"What? Why?"

"Most girls who see that would rather go home than hang out with me. It hurts their 'reputations'"

"You know, the average girl would rather have beauty than brains because she knows that the average man can see much better than he can think…let's face it, neither of us are average." she smiled and stood up, extending her hand to help him up.

"I like her Gaara. She has spirit and she definitely better for you than those twats you try to go out with."

Sakura laughed and it kinda caught on.

'Maybe she can bring the light back to my brother's life.' thought Temari.

"It's 6:45. I was supposed to meet Itachi and Sasuke." Sakura said.

"It's okay. I have to pick them up anyway."

"Okay. Temari, are you going to come with us?"

"Sure."

'This Sakura…she is different. She doesn't run from you and she has already made friends with your sister. It took everyone else almost two years to do that.' 'I know. That kinda scared me…but I'm glad at the same time. I really like this girl. She's different.'

Sakura grabbed him hand and gave it a tug.

"Ready to go?"

"Yep."

"Oh…thank you for the dinner by the way. It was really sweet of you."

Sakura brushed a lips against his cheek and instantly blushed. She used to never be that bold.

'WTF?!' 'I blame the clothes.'

'Damn she's cute as hell when she blushes.'

Sakura pulled him and Temari out of the restaurant. Temari hopped into the backseat and Sakura the front.

'I wonder how nice the rest of his friends are?' 'Don't you worry about his seizures?' 'Worry yes…keep me from liking him…no. I think about it later. I want to have fun right now.'

"So Temari, how old are you?" asked Sakura.

"I'm 19. The same as Itachi."

"Cool. So, do you want to help me with something?"

"Depends…" she had a glint in her eye.

"Well, I need to get a new wardrobe…"

"Okay!"

"You just made her day. She loves to shop." said Gaara.

"Shut up Gaara! Just because I shop a lot doesn't mean anything!"

"Yes it does. It means you're addicted to shopping." he said. She smacked him on the head.

"No hitting on the driver!" Sakura laughed.

"Same to you." Temari winked at her and Sakura blushed.

"I can't help it. He's too sexy to resist." Sakura smirked at Temari.

"Oh really?" asked Gaara.

"Yes. Take me now! I'm yours!" Temari and laughed. "You are sexy though."

Gaara blushed slightly, but Temari caught it.

"Are you hot Gaara or is that a blush I see?" she teased.

"Shut up Temari."

"It is isn't it."

"You're even cuter when you blush." said Sakura.

"Hey! That's my line!" he laughed.

It was definitely going to be an interesting night.

Author's Note: The seizures will have a big role in the story, so bear with me. The story will have angst as well as humor and romance. Reviews are welcome and replied to.