Sakura felt her feet weigh her down with fifteen extra pounds. Was Gaara really on a date with Matsuri? Sakura didn't care at the moment if Gaara saw her standing there, eyes wide and in disbelief. All her thoughts revolved around Matsuri's upcoming death. Sakura, at that very moment, felt her heart sink and burn into flames. For once in her life true jealousy ran throughout her body. Ino stood still, closely watching Sakura, then fixing her eyes on Gaara. He had pushed Matsuri off of him, and landed his eyes from Sakura to Ino. Confusion stained his eyes. Ino softly laid a hand on Sakura, "Sakura?" Sakura said nothing, all she did was shake harder. "Sakura, let's just leave."

Ino's voice thundered all in Sakura's head. Leave? Forget I never saw this disgusting scene? Should I ignore Gaara for the rest of my life and kill Matsuri in the process? Sakura backed up, turning slowly. She stopped when her back was to Ino, Matsuri, and Gaara. "I never want to see you again, Gaara." His name hung so bitterly on her tongue. Gaara took a step forward, "Sakura..." Sakura turned, her face covered in tears, "Never!" She turned and ran out of the dumpling shop. Ino hesitated to follow Sakura then walked towards Gaara and Matsuri. "I hope you're happy," she addressed a shocked Matsuri. " You just ruined a beautiful relationship, with your nasty, childish crush." Ino hissed her words in Matsuri's face. She turned to Gaara and placed a hand on Gaara's shoulder and hung there. "You see before you ever came along, Gaara was already with Sakura, that amazingly hot girl you just saw run out. They've been friends since forever and always had a crush on each other. So you're unwanted appearance just ruined all chances of a happy ending," Ino continued, "Isn't that right, Gaara?" Ino pulled Gaara into her icy glare.

Gaara turned, "I have to find Sakura." Gaara walked out of the dumpling shop, hoping he wasn't too late.

Ino rested her eyes on Matsuri and walked to where she stood, "I suggest you forget you're little intentions with Gaara." Ino picked up a dumpling on Matsuri's plate and waved it in her face. "If you know what's good for you." Ino shoved the dumpling in her mouth and picked up the rest of the plate, "Thanks for the dumplings by the way." Ino laugh at Matsuri and her dumbfound face and walked off.

Sakura felt like she could almost fly, she didn't feel the heavy presence in her feet any longer. Somehow, Sakura managed to get of school grounds, past everyones' houses, and into the abandoned Uchiha providence of Konoha. Sakura stopped running till she felt the air around her thicken. Sakura gasped for air. How long have I been running non-stop? She looked around, faded Uchiha Clan Symbols all around. How did I get here? Sakura looked around, knelling to rest. "So this is what this place was like," she whispered to herself. Sakura's mind drifted off of Gaara onto this modern ruin. "I wonder if Sasuke would still be here if nothing happened to this place and the people who lived here." Sakura breathed deeply, "Would I still be infatuated with Sasuke?" Sakura felt her breath thinnish and her legs throb from soreness. Why did I run this much, again? Sakura rubbed her sore leg, "First I walked with Ino to the dumpling shop, then we walked in, and..." Sakura punched the floor so hard that it felt like the empty buildings around her were to fall. "Matsuri" Why did she have to come around! Gaara and I were don't so well, until she had to bring her ugly head around. Sakura through her arms around her knees and huddled, tears instantly feel down her soft cheeks. "Why so sad?" A distant voice called out from behind her. Sakura looked up rubbing the tears from her eyes. There was a pale boy with onyx black hair. Peircing black eyes froze her breathing. Hey emerald eyes widened in prostration, "S-Sasuke? Is that you?" Sasuke stood on top of the tallest building, just in front of where Sakura sat. He looked like a God, standing in the moonlight. He grew a lot. He stood tall and proud.

"Of course it's me," Sasuke chuckled, "Sakura-chan."

Sakura hesitated to reply. "What?" Sasuke frowned, "Do you not love me any more?"

Sakura hung her head in disbelief, "I doubt I do," she muttered.

"Sakura-chan," Sasuke jumped and appeared at Sakura's side, "I never stopped loving you."

"You never loved me," Sakura murmured, gazing into Sasuke's eyes.

"I always did. I just never knew how to show it." Sasuke ran his hand through Sakura's hair. "You look beautiful, you know?"

"Why did you return?"

"I returned to marry you."

"Go back to where you came from."

"Not without you."

"I do not love you. I never really loved you, Sasuke."

"I won't believe that."

"You have to."

"And why is that?"

"I'm in love with someone else."

"Oh God, don't tell me it's Naruto."

"Of course not. He's with Hinata."

"She finally honed the balls to tell him how she felt."

Sakura didn't say another word. This can't be happening to me.

"Tell me who do you love?" Sasuke placed his hand on Sakura's shoulder.

"I don't think it's important."

"I have to know."

"Why?"

"I have to kill him. No one will get in the way of our love. Whoever this guy is, he won't taint your brain any longer."

Sakura's eyes widened, Sasuke had determination in his eyes and Sakura knew he was serious. "No."

"You can't hide anything from me," Sasuke pressed. "I was your first love after all."

" No you weren't." Sakura contradicted.

"What?"

My first love is..."

"Say it"

"Never"

"Say it." Sasuke grabbed Sakura up by her wrist. "Say it or you will pay."

Sakura's eyes watered, "Not in a million years." Sasuke raised his free hand, "I warned you."

"Put her down."

Sakura opened her eyes, for a brief moment she felt relief shortly followed by terror.

Sasuke chuckled, "Sabaku No Gaara."