Previously:

Gaara, again, didn't like this feeling. It was like he wanted to hold her hands more often. They were soft and small. They were also very warm, unlike the cold ones of his victims…like Yashamaru. He had learned never to trust someone so fast ever again. He had always blamed that he was young and too innocent to understand what Yashamaru was doing. Now, he understood it, he knew that to let a person in, it meant that they could completely corrupt you. Sure he was learning how to do better with his emotions and how to trust people better, but that didn't mean that he would completely trust them…if ever.

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They walked in the darkness of the forest, always quiet. It wasn't that they wanted to avert enemies; it was because they enjoyed the quiet, it was peaceful and, though they'd never admit it, they enjoyed each others' company. Sakura was afraid that if they spoke, their conversation would turn into an argument and the moment wouldn't last.

Gaara didn't want to talk because he was never the social type and liked things quiet. He also thought that if she accidentally angered him, he might snap and lose control. It was a possibility.

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Sakura's internal clock told her it was around midnight. The moon was shining brightly in the night, the stars around it blinking, as if also demanding attention. It was a beautiful night. They decided to stop for the night, so they prepared things and got their sleeping bags set up. Sakura had made a fire nearby to where they set up so that it would keep them warm.

Gaara didn't need to sleep but set it up anyways. Sakura said that she wanted to take a bath in the nearby stream. Gaara said a 'understood' because he couldn't nod, it was too dark to see anything.

Sakura got her extra clothes and went to the stream, clumsily though. Shedding off her original clothing, she submersed her whole body in the water. It was colder than before, but that was obvious because it was nighttime and there was no sunlight to absorb and keep it warm. It was like Gaara, she absent-mindedly thought, he had no source of 'heat' or something to warm his heart. It was sad because she felt that the same thing was to happen to her, she would eventually seep through life itself and become segregated from everyone else. There would be no one there to help her; she knew that people could try, people who really cared for her. She always had Naruto and Kakashi, not to mention Tsunade, but still…they probably didn't know how to help her. They weren't the same, they were strong, they may have flaws, but not as evident and deep as hers. They had horrible things happen to each of them, but that also separated her from them as well.

For her whole life, she was sheltered, always protected. There were only a few things that had been so bad for her, and they weren't all that bad either. Tsunade hadn't been able to help her brother and the love of her life. That hadn't happened to her. Kakashi said that he had no one else with him that all the people that he had cared for were all gone, it hadn't happened to her. Naruto had been shunned from everyone, been alone for his whole childhood, she was always surrounded by people that cared for her.

She would never feel the same pain that they did. She had her own different pain, for being protected all those times had its downfall. She was new to these things, death, guilt, pain, but in a different way that she had been afflicted to from before. A little nick or cut didn't bother her anymore, being left alone did…knowing that no one needed you anymore did…feeling that you had no one there who could help you did…feeling lonely sure did as well…

She was soon immersed in her thoughts of her self pity and didn't want to be in it anymore so she tried shaking the thoughts out of her head.

She successfully did, but to her horror, she had a new epidemic. Her thoughts were plagued by something else…she smelled something in the air, it disturbed her, she couldn't' point it out, but it was drawing closer. She grew agitated, it was getting nearer, she wasn't quite sure what it was, but it was definitely haunting the air, haunting her.

She tried to think of where she had smelled it from before, it was so familiar. Then it suddenly came to her, she gasped in fear. It was the smell of blood, new and old. The smell of decaying bodies, it was coming to her again. It was going closer to her, "Stay back!" She screamed in fear, it wasn't listening, creeping towards her, she screamed as it was latching on to her, the smell was sticking on her, it wasn't leaving her. She tried washing it away, trying to erase the smell and feeling, it wasn't working. Her skin was already red from all the vicious rubbing she was doing to her skin, she didn't care. She took deep breaths, 'This is all just an illusion… just an illusion,' she kept on repeating in her head. She took a giant breath of air before she submersed herself in the cool water, it was soothing, she opened her eyes underwater, but to her repulsion she saw all of the corpses of her friends and relatives floating in the water, dead and bleeding. She let out a muffled cry of shock but began choking right away because of the water she inhaled. Going to the surface of the water, she began sputtering and coughing, trying to gain the wanted oxygen back in her lungs.

Gaara came immediately, to the stream when he heard all the commotion, and saw a coughing Sakura crawling out of the water, shaking, not from the cold, but from fear. He knew the cases, he had his fair share of watching people tremble in fear of him. Just the sight of him would make their knees go weak, pleading at him, begging for their lives, it was pathetic.

He cautiously neared her, what he was not prepared for was that she lunged to him when he was near enough to her. Sakura grabbed him down, fearfully trembling in his arms, "Please, make it go away." She whimpered.

He awkwardly embraced her and patted her on the back, this was not what he was used to. His clothes were getting soaked from her but they both didn't seem to either mind or notice. She was now sobbing and crying in his chest, drowning his robes, they were now completely drenched in her tears and of the stream water.

When her crying died down, she half, made an attempt on collecting her thoughts, soon noticing where she was. She was, in fact in Gaara's arms, as she was hugging him like her life depended on it while he was 'trying to' hug her back. With that, she noticed a few other things as well, like her lack of clothing, she turned deep red. Luckily her stomach-long hair covered most of her breasts. That still didn't make the fact that she was completely naked with Gaara actually hugging her. "Um, I should get my clothes…"She muttered, stating the obvious and turning so he couldn't see her blush.

Gathering her fresh clothes she quickly dressed. Gaara knew his time to leave and had left long before she had gotten to her clothes, not that she knew though. Sakura swiveled around to thank Gaara but when she turned around, he was gone. She had an idea where he was, so she quickly headed to their campsite.

She went there quickly, but soon slowed down and came to a stop when she saw to her dismay that he was not in his comforters or sitting on them to meditate. She knew that he didn't sleep, but didn't he meditate because he couldn't to pass the time? She guessed not, so she decided to give up trying to find her and plopped down on her own sleeping bag.

She wanted to stay up a little longer, hoping that Gaara would get back so that she could get this whole apologizing thing over with, it would be easier for her if she did it when she was half asleep. Especially it would help her from the blushing that she would probably do the next day, 'I can't believe that I ACTUALLY hugged him and I was naked…what on earth was I thinking? Gaara will probably kill me for this…' She continued to try and keep up, by tossing and turning but nothing worked. She was tired and sleep seemed to be more stronger than her will at the moment, so she surrendered to it. Drifting off, she suddenly shuddered of the cold. The cool night air was getting to her and she was still a little damp from not drying off from before.

Gaara was sitting on a nearby tree. This was because he never liked meditating on his bed. He felt as if the warm sheets were mocking him, trying to say that he would never really be able to sleep in peace. He scrunched his face up a little, trying to comprehend what had just happened a few moments ago. She…confused him. He always opened his eyes every 10 seconds to check on her, it was annoying, she was disrupting his life, how he viewed things. He no longer could keep his morals in life, how he said that he would never feel anything again except pain and hatred. SHE had changed that, not only that but SHE was entering his mind all the time. He did not like this, this was not how he expected 'having a bond' with someone to be like. He thought this would get him stronger, but it seemed like the plan was backfiring, he was being willed to his knees by a simple girl…

Then, another thought struck through his mind, he was her naked…oohh…this is going to make things awkward. If she tries to bring up the subject, I'll just pretend that it never happened or avoid the subject in all. But still, the image of her naked kept on popping up in mind, it was…annoying and disturbing, he had never really gone through the puberty stage of liking girls this way, so why was it happening now? He denied the fact that it was happening, and banished the idea of him actually liking her that way…if at all.

He sighed as he opened his eyes again and saw that she started shivering. It must have been because of the water she was in and not drying off properly, stupid girl…he thought.

Thinking that she was asleep already, he teleported himself to her, wrapping her blanket closer and tighter around her. He looked at her face, it was so angelic, so at peace. Something that would never happen to him…peace…She was still shivering a little so he gathered her up in his arms and hugged her to give her body warmth.

He hated that feeling of hugging another living being, but then again, it also felt a little calming as well. He couldn't really explain it, and anything he couldn't explain annoyed him. It meant that it was beyond his reasoning, it meant he was WEAKER than that. It was like a bitter-sweet feeling, thinking that a person could trust you so much, knowing that one easy swipe and they'd die. It wasn't a safe feeling. Trusting others would only leave you to despair…Yashamaru…

Gaara's life was too complicated. It seemed like everything in the world wasn't simple enough and it just had to get more complicated. Gaara liked life simple, something that wouldn't require so much brain power or it would become so complicated that it would be beyond his reach, something that he would never be able to comprehend…and it was HAPPENING. He sighed in annoyance, his life was getting more complicated, but then thought again more deeply. Was it a good thing or a bad thing? He made a mental note to find out later, now was too soon.

Sakura stirred in his arms, "Before I fall asleep Gaara, I just wanted to say…thank…you…" She murmured, before becoming a little more limp in his arms.

Shit, he thought, she was awake the whole time? He was confused as hell. Did he want her to think of him as terrifying or nice? Being kind bothered him, confused him. Being terrifying allowed him to be in control, but it also made him become lonely. Was being in control better worth being lonely for?

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Sakura awoke, rubbing her sleepy eyes and taking a look around. She saw that she was no longer in Gaara's hands and was neatly put in her sleeping bag, tightly secured to keep the warmth in. She inwardly smiled; Gaara seemed so much more kinder than she had originally thought.

Gaara came back, "Pack up, we're leaving right away." He said coldly and indifferently. He had made his choice last night, being in control was definitely worth being lonely.

Sakura's smile that she had built up inside completely crumbled with just what he had said right now. She knew it, how could she have been deceived, by herself? By him! He would never change, she knew that, so why did she give him another chance? Giving people more chances to be in your life just so that they can rip that trust you gave them again in shreds. They always proved to be the same, who was she to kid that people could actually change. People stayed the same, people who did change…well, it didn't happen often. When it did, it usually wasn't for the best either, she took herself as an example. She had changed for the worst, of where she used to be carefree and nice, kind, giving, she had definitely changed. She was kind to her friends, mostly only Naruto, Kakashi and Tsunade now, but others were just THERE, in the background, she didn't give a shit. They did nothing to help her, they didn't care about her, so why care about them?

That was a rule she now envisioned, she doubted that Gaara would ever change her philosophy. The way he was acting today had just proven her point, yesterday was just him probably just being in a delusional moment, he did NOT mean anything, he had NOT changed from his past and she had NOT been affected by yesterday and would NOT be affected by him in any way in the future like that.

Packing up, she quickly filled up her water bottle, trying to shake the fact that she had seen her friends dead in the same water. She would never drink this water unless she was in dire need.

Gaara never asked about what had happened yesterday, and he didn't care…or so he kept on repeating to himself. But the question kept reappearing. 'What could've possibly happened that would make a person so traumatized?' He suddenly thought of a reason that she could be and smirked. It was probably because at the time of the Chuunin exams, when he had nearly squeezed the life out of her, she was still scared of that moment. He was outwardly pleased, thinking that he had put so much of a negative affect on her but deep down; he was uncomfortable and a bit sad that he was still a monster. He quickly pushed those thoughts back down, he needed to be happy at the moment, not thinking of such waste-less things. The more he thought of his explanation of her disturbance and shock, the more the doubted his original idea. This brought relief and distress at the same time.

Why would she latch herself onto ME if I was the one who had traumatized her in the beginning, it didn't make sense. If he was the original cause of her pain, why did she thank him? It didn't make sense and it was frustrating Gaara to no end. He did not like this confusion he felt, he loved to be in control, isn't that why he was being cold to her? Then why was it still puzzling him? He felt like he was back at square one. All this 'not being in control' stuff was getting to him, he needed to kill someone, something that would spew out blood, he NEEDED it, it brought him pleasure and comfort, something that he could understand, the suffering of another person made him happy. He knew that the pain he was afflicting to another would give them the pain he had felt from everything. But it wasn't enough, he had felt too much pain, not matter how many times he had killed someone, tortured them, they would never feel the same pain he had felt. Then it came to him, they hadn't been pained like he had because he had been pained emotionally, while he was killing his adversaries physically. He had never tried to hurt someone emotionally because he had never been near someone emotionally.

His eyes seemed to draw to Sakura by instinct. He didn't care of her, he would vent himself out on her, he would break her down, emotionally and physically, and that would be his relief. She would suffer all the pain he had…and by doing that, he was not alone anymore. Suddenly, by this feeling, he seemed to be in a much happier mood than he was from before. He was in control once again.

They walked in silence when Gaara felt agitated, he needed blood, and he needed it NOW.

Looking around, he spotted Sakura, knowing that he could easily kill her but he needed her later, to break her down mentally and emotionally, so he looked around still. His eyes landed on a white bunny.

It's fur seemed to mock him, white…it was probably tainted, NO ONE could not be tainted before. He inwardly was imagining the white bunny, cutting it, searing it, yes…it was being covered with its own blood, it wasn't pure, NOTHING was pure. His sand immediately grabbed the bunny and its eyes looked at him mockingly as well! It was staring at him, innocently, it was tainted! Nothing was innocent anymore. With one easy fluid motion, the rabbit was no more, its head lying on the ground, without its body. Its fur dropped to the floor as Gaara's sand dropped it. It was covered with its own blood, yes; it was tainted now, not living a lie anymore.

Sakura swiveled around because of the sound of something (the head of the bunny) sickeningly hitting the ground with a thud, but kind of a squish because of the blood still in it.

"What did you do?" She screamed out, horrified.

She looked at the bunny horridly. Blood was still oozing out of its head. There were no remains of its organs of body, just the fur that used to be wrapping around it. One word was still swirling in her head. Blood…it was here again, the smell of it lingering around the air, hanging, slowly traveling to her. She gasped again, this was not happening! She cried making a quick yelp as the wave of blood smell was making its way towards her. "Not again, stay away from me, no, not again…" She moaned and pleaded. In her mind, she was cursing herself, she WAS weak! Why wasn't she doing anything to stop it? She wasn't addressing not only the feeling of being weak to stop, but the smell of blood that was making its way toward her.

Gaara looked confused, why was she looking like that? She was acting like that last time, when she was at the stream, why did this traumatize her? This had nothing to do with what his first intentions thought to be, this had nothing to do with him, nothing to do with being slammed in a tree, strangled and out of breath, so what was it? Bunny…he was pretty sure she didn't have a problem with bunnies, ruled out. Was it because the rabbit was headless? Well it was pretty gruesome for others, but he was pretty sure that she could handle it. He wanted to know, and that was when he realized, he was obsessed with her! He wanted to know how she felt, what her emotions were, what was bothering her, he was…obsessed.

Sakura was still writhing on the floor, so he quickly made his way towards her and held her close. When she became more stabilized, Gaara thought of questioning her about what made her afraid, but decided against it, thinking that it would make her more upset.

Sakura said in his robes "Why aren't you questioning what's bothering or always making me terrified? I know you want to know…" since she said it in his robes, it sounded muffled, so he could barely make it out.

"Well, if you are ready to tell me, then it's up to you whenever you want to." Ahh, not used to this whole 'nice' kind of act…he grumbled inwardly.

She sighed and took a deep breath before saying "I may as well tell you now, I mean, you're bound to find out sooner or later."

She sat up, so she was in Gaara's lap, much to his discomfort, but it seemed to ease her, so he let her…reluctantly.

"I have a feeling that…whenever I see blood, the smell of death and blood starts to linger in the air, and then it seems to cling on me, no matter how hard I try to evade it, it never works."

"But what about in the streams? There was no blood there." Gaara asked, still confused.

"It seems that whenever I try and bathe, it's always there as well. This feeling…it always haunts me, I can't get rid of it. That last time, when you were there to help me later, before you came, it was the worst encounter of the 'feeling' I got yet."

"What was so different about this time?" He urged her to go on.

"I had to scrub harder this time, it seemed as though the smell was stronger than it usually was and this time, when I tried to clear my mind, it submersed my head in the water, and…" She shuddered before continuing, "I saw my friends' corpses bleeding and lifeless, floating in the water."

Gaara didn't know what to do or say, so he thought hard of what his next action should be. He should comfort her, he knew that much, but how? He just gave a random stab in the dark and pulled her closer to him while hugging her. It seemed like it worked because she sighed in contentment and hugged him back.

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Sakura loved the feeling of being hugged by Gaara, it was so comforting, it felt so…secure. She loved the feeling of someone protecting her, she loved the feeling of being close to someone, but this was confusing. Did she truly like him already? Wasn't he the crazy, psychotic killer everyone had warned her to stay away from? Weren't Sasuke, Naruto, Kakashi and her picking which one of them would go to their death beds? It didn't make any sense. He seemed, so much tamer, but that could always be a cover-up, so she decided to ask.

"Um…Gaara, can I ask you a question?" Sakura asked timidly.

"Hn." She wasn't quite sure if that was a no or yes, but she took it as a yes anyways.

"Do you…like me?"

"…" crap…Gaara thought. What do I say? I can't break her heart because she'd go all emotional again. I'm pretty sure I don't like her back, but she's the CLOSEST anyone has gotten to me liking, right?

"I…don't know yet. I've never liked anyone so I wouldn't know." Gaara forced out, choosing his words carefully. It seemed right, he didn't really know yet and he had never liked anyone else, so this seemed to be truthful.

Sakura seemed satisfied and quietly said "Well, I hope you do, because it seems like I like you…" She said quietly as she fell asleep in his arms.

Gaara growled at what had just happened, 'Why does she always leave me at a 'suspenseful' moment where she leaves me to think about these things?'

It seemed like this girl in his arms was quite troubling to him. He was growing feelings for her. If that didn't surprise him yet, then the fact that it had only happened in a short period did. He had only been around her for not even 2 days, and it seemed like he was starting to like her already, of course he'd never say that though. He glanced at the sky to see that it was already night so he went in a flurry of sand to appear on a nearby tree, this was where he went to think and meditate. The highness of it seemed to calm him down.

He looked down to see Sakura still in his arms, why he carried her here as well, he didn't know, but looking at her face seemed to have a calming affect on him. It was much easier to meditate with her being there, as he embraced her a little tighter. It felt nice being with another human being, he had been isolated for so long now that it felt so comforting. Perhaps that was why he was so easily attached to her, because of how long he was without this word 'love' it made it easier to come to him.

He still couldn't explain many things, but surprisingly, he didn't really care. Being in the girls presence seemed to make him forget about all the problems he was feeling and it seemed to make him not care about 'being in control'. With her there, he seemed so much calmer…and he hated it, he hated loving it, he hated loving her.

Then reality whipped back at him and he was able to comprehend what he had just thought. Oh great…he inwardly groaned; now he had just 'admitted' that he had actually liked her. He didn't get it; didn't he say the night before that being in control was worth being lonely? And yet, here he was, embracing a girl that he barely knew and was not in control, yet it felt a lot better than being so lonely. Life, it was so complex with all its twists and turns, he hated it. It would be a lot easier if life was so straight-forward, but, it wasn't.

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The next day they decided to head out earlier than usual because they lost time from before, with Sakura's breakdown. They had started to talk more often, but Gaara was still the unemotional, sometimes cold, quiet and conservative, type of person that he was. She, amazingly, didn't even mind that much.

She had explained to him, that she didn't mind her own blood, but it was of other human beings or living things in general that continued to haunt her.

In her boring state, she decided to talk about her life, Gaara didn't mind, he just listened to her. He never talked that much, just replied so he was relived to find Sakura more of the talking type and not one of the questioning other people, type.

She talked about her team, Team 7, the one that had betrayed her by sending her to go with him which was suicide, but she didn't see it that way. She said that it was technically Sasuke who had made her think about going, and it was her who decided to go in the end, not any of her other teammates. When she talked about them, she always had that dreamy look in her eyes. It sickened him to no end, but he didn't want her to stop doing that, it made her seem…happy, so if she was, he wasn't that bothered by it.

The day seemed to go by slowly, but in a nice way. They had enjoyed each other's company and had learned more about each other. Sakura as well, but not of Gaara telling her, it was of her observations.

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The day kept on going nicely, when Gaara suddenly looked out in the sunset, it was so beautiful, but it was having a weird affect on him. 'What was it that was making him feel…so-' "Bloodthirsty…" Gaara whispered out. It had finally struck him, he needed blood, right now! The sky was painted red, as if a splash of blood was on it. He craved the colour, the fastest source was needed right now.

Gaara looked around, anything, something that was living, had blood in it…precious blood.

Sakura kept on chatting away but stopped, sensing as if Gaara was trying to find something, "Gaara…? What's wrong?" She questioned.

Gaara didn't care for her, and quickly his eyes set on squirrel. It was small, but if he tortured it enough, he probably would be able to satisfy himself…for now.

Sand swirled viciously, as it encircled the squirrel, it was shaking in fear, he smirked at this. 'Its blood was MINE!' Gaara thought. All sense of sanity still left in him was vaporized at that moment. He was too desperate.

Sakura gasped at this, and quickly jumped in the way, making his sand take a direct turn to avoid her instead of its original path to the squirrel.

"What are you DOING?" Gaara hissed out.

"You know my problem…" Sakura said quietly.

It was all quiet around and Gaara was getting impatient, he needed his blood, some blood of any kind was good he wouldn't be able to hold in his control any longer and was about to tell his sand to go around her and attack the squirrel.

A thought tripped in his mind before he was able to though. Why wasn't he trying to kill her? It was easy to command his sand to slice his sister or brother anytime; they would willingly let him, because they knew if he went too out of control, the consequences would be much more severely. It was changing now, because he was learning more self control, but he always had his lost control spur and lashed out. They would always quiver in fear, most of the time, it was if their first rule in life was, 'do not disobey Gaara,' it was pitiful.

He was sick of his patience for this and not being in control of the situation, not understanding it, not grasping it, he didn't understand it. It made him so furious, he commanded to blast his sand at the squirrel.

"Stop." Sakura said quietly, and he did. 'Why does she have so much power over me? Am I that weak? No, I am far from weak.' He said furiously in his mind, why did he stop? He could've just continued…CRUSHED her heart, it wouldn't affect him.

"Attack me, feel MY blood." Sakura quietly murmured. It was barely audible, but those small words made Gaara smirk with malice and happiness.

He would make her wish she never said those words, make her regret them! He issued for his sand to make its way to her, viciously swerving around, like a snake slithering to its prey through the grass.

The sand in-captured her, as she screamed out loud from the pressure of the sand that was roughly forced, on her skin.

He willed his sand to bring her to him. It stopped when it was just a foot distance away. He stepped up to her, leaning in so closely to her, that he could just smell the fear off her. It was enticing

"You'll wish you never uttered those words once I'm through with you." He whispered in her ear, very predatorily. He was literally shaking with anticipation and excitement.

She shuddered at the feel of his breath that tickled her ear. His actions surprisingly reminded her of someone being…lustful. It seemed absurd, but once one would think of it, you would see the similarities. They were so wrapped up in what they were doing, so obsessive, so…needy.

She wanted to help him…

The sand dropped her harshly on the ground.

She wanted to guide him…

Tendrils of sand, whipping in the air to slice her unprotected skin and flesh.

She wanted to protect him…

He howled in the air, the full moon of the night, just coming into view.

She wanted him to accept her…

The form of Shukaku was growing, as less of Gaara's appearance were transforming. His eyes swirled deep black, leaving him pupil-less and gaining a golden diamond shape to appear in the middle of the black.

She wanted him to accept him for who he really was…

Gaara's canines appeared in his mouth, creating giant fangs. Claws appeared on his hands as well, as he scraped them on Sakura's stomach.

She wanted him to accept her as well…

Blood oozed freely out of Sakura's stomach, the crimson liquid soaked in her shirt and poured over the curves of her body.

She wanted him to release all his sins…

Fangs scraped across her arms, fresh new blood came out, it was so beautiful, and how it glistened in the light from the moon.

She wanted to save him from the fate that he seemed to befallen in…

Gaara started lapping the blood on her stomach that had already cooled from the chilly night air. His hot tongue trailing in circles over her stomach, it felt so ecstatic.

She wanted him to see her as a friend…

She moaned. The feeling of Gaara licking her wounds was so blissful. Did he really know how much he was turning her on?

She wanted him to see her as a companion. Maybe not only as a companion, but as a lover as well…

The sand continued to swirl around them as it nipped her skin, little by little, tearing off some of the skin, but going unnoticed by both of them.

She wanted him to care for her…

His head traveled upward from her stomach and kissed her roughly on the lips. It was very primitive and animalistic, but she thought it was the best kiss she had in her whole life.

She wanted him

His mouth opened and clamped down as well, in the process of doing so, he dug his canines in her lips, making her scream in a little shock, but was muffled with his lips continuing to press onto hers.

She wanted him to love her because…

The blood seeped into their deep kiss, mingling in their mouths, letting them taste it.

She might've already fallen in love with him…

Gaara's appearance turned normal, his fangs and claws disappeared. He looked at Sakura with an unfamiliar expression written on it.

"Thank you…" Gaara murmured out loud to Sakura.

There were so many things that Sakura wanted from him, things that he would never really know…

A smile adorned on Sakura's face before she fell into a deep sleep, filled with calmness.

But…

Gaara smiled a little weakly at this while still gasping her securely around her waist before falling in a slumber with her as well.

She might actually get these wishes; she at least had to try…

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Yay! Sorry, I thought I'd be able to update sooner, but I kind of hit a little snag on thinking what would happen next ; BUT! I got it done. Also I was a little busy in school, I mean, I did 2 TESTS today! I was so unprepared…I think I failed my pre-cal test that I did today…

Sorry if parts are a little different, usually I write it all in one day, but I couldn't think of what would happen, so I continued on another day. I'm so happy, it seems like the usual for this fanfic will be 13 or 14 pages each.

If you have any complaints with this chapter, just tell me, because I honestly was quite unhappy with this one. I think that the first one was much better, I hope I didn't lose any watchers because of this. Also, yes! People are reviewing instead of just alerting it, I only have 2 lurkers at the moment.

THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR REVIEWING AND SUPPORT! And if you're not…why aren't you? XD

God…wasn't the ending so cute? I seriously think that horror and romance is the PERFECT match! Maybe I'm just a sadist XD could be the case. Any suggestions, I'd gladly want to hear them out.

I might take a little time updating next because I have a piano exam coming up…ugh, and I got to catch up with other stuff, like…cough pre-cal cough…I really hate it with a passion. -.-'