Howdy! I decided that I'm gonna try to review weekly, TRY being the keyword, but school's startin up soon so that means less time, but I'll be okay I think, well anyways, here ya go! And thanks for the reviews, oh right…I always forget my disclaimer: Sadly…I don't own it….cause if I did…GAASAKU would be all the way! WOO! Can I get an Amen!

Dinner With The Family…

"So…did you say hello?" Kankurou asked as they walked down the dark streets of Konoha. They were looking for an Inn.

"Yes." He said, monotone. And just plain…ickyish….if that's' a word.

"What happened? You don't' sound to good…" Not that he ever really does… Temari asked the redhead.

"Her parents. That's the problem…"

"Uh…why is that?" They both asked there little brother. Gaara glared at nothing.

"They don't' think she's ready to marry…"

"well…way to lay it on thick there, Gaara, you did kinda propose at an awkward age…-OUCH!" Kankurou wasn't able to finish his sentence for a certain Suna-nin slapped him upside his head.

"Be quiet Kankurou. Well, Gaara…you could see if dinner with them would help any…they probably don't know you…-"

"No."

"Yeah, and let Sakura have to wait forever to marry, and then she'll be available to all those other hot…sexy men out hear in Konoha…"

"Hah, she's probably talking about Shikama-OUCH!" And the puppeteer was hit again.

"She's mine. NO ONE can dare flirt with her…I'll kill them…"

"Flirt, I didn't even think that was in your vocabulary…" Kankurou thought for a second.

"It isn't." They noticed a slight breeze in the air.

"that reminds me, can't you just go over there, we passed the sign for "Konoha INN" as few minutes ago…" Kankurou said, looking back in the distance. Gaara and Temari glared.

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Sakura woke up feeling like crap.

"Ahh….what a night…Good mornin' Gaara…Gaara…" Sakura sat up to look around finding no one in her room…but her father.

"uh….hello, father!"

"and why would Gaara be in your room…"

"Hmm..i dunno, it must've been a dream…grr…BUT MAN WAS THAT ONE DREAM! I think I need to get a glass-a-wata…-AHH!" Sakura slammed her mouth closed, realizing what she was saying in front of her dad. Her dad glared at her and exhaled.

"I'd appreciate you not telling me of your…Dreams…" He said awkwardly, walking out her room. Sakura nodded, getting up out of bed and closing the door behind her father. She took off her shirt, scratching her stomach frantically.

"What…? Why am I so itchy…?" Sakura noticed little bits of sand on her…"Gaara did come then? Why don't I…oh yeah, NOW I remember…" Sakura thought aloud, blushing slightly. She then shed off the rest of her clothing, walking towards the shower.

After her shower, she slipped into some dark crimson (like Gaara's hair!) booty shorts, slipping a white belt on with metal chains hanging from it. She then slipped on a white sleeveless collared vest looking top. It also had chains hanging from it. And wore it with the front zipper half way zipped, showing way too much cleavage.

"She grabbed a matching red sleeveless fishnet shirt to put underneath; it didn't do much since it still was holy, hence the NETTING. She put on some bangles, and a silver necklace. Her ring was still on of course. She pinned up her hair with some red chopsticks, and put on some light pink lip-gloss. She looked around for her stiletto heeled boots that matched her crimson shorts. She found them and slipped them on, tying up the white shoelaces. She ran down to the kitchen and greeted her mother, sitting down next to her father. Her father looked her up and down.

"What do you think you're doing!" Sakura figured that he was talking about her clothing.

"But dad, everyone's wearing it!" His brow rose up in confusion.

"What are you talking about, you're sitting in the guest seat at this table, move and sit where you usually do." They had four chairs at the table, on each side. Sakura rolled her eyes slipped into her usual seat.

"So, I think ima hang out with some friends today, is that okay dad?" the pinknette asked her dad, her mother working on some breakfast. Her father looked up from his coffee

"Yeah yeah yeah, whatever- just don't let me see you with that Gaara-fellow…" Sakura smiled and hugged her father.

"Thanks, Seeya laters! Oh yeah, can we have a guest over for dinner?"

"Yeah, yeah yeah, whatever- just don't let me see you bring that Gaara-fellow to this house-"

Sakura was already long gone.

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"HEY GAARA-SAN!" A certain blonde greeted the glare master. Gaara walked up to him, with his siblings standing right beside him. They were looking around for a restaurant to eat at for breakfast. They of course found Naruto eating ramen.

"Why are you eating that junk this early?" Temari asked.

"WHAT? You cant' go wrong with this stuff! Come on, sit down, your treat!"

Temari glared. "why would it be MY treat!" And then Naruto sweat dropped. Naruto slurped down the rest of his bowl.

"I think I'm done. So Gaara, I heard that you scored man! And Sakura, wow….who would thought-"

"here's your bill…"The ramen girl Ayame told him. Naruto looked at it and msiled innocently.

"err…Gaara…do you think you could-"

"No."

"pweeeease…"

"NRUTO! WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM!" Sakura yelled, hitting upside his head. Causign an extremely large knot to form on his head. She gave Ayame some money to pay for him, she usually did anyways, she never minded, he was like her brother anyways. "Hey, Gaara-kun!"

"…" Gaara replied, smiling faintly. Naruto stood up and smiled brightly.

"DUDE YOU GUYS ARE MATCHING! BELIEVE IT!" And Gaara and Sakura looked at each other's apparel. Sakura smiled, knowing that she did, not even planning it. Gaara smirked, noticing how hot she looked.

"That's awesome! I didn't even notice!" Sakura chimed happily. Gaara just couldn't' stop staring.

"Put some clothes on, woman." He told her, it was way too much for him. Everyone went, 'huh'. And Sakura hugged Gaara.

"But I don't' wanna, Gaara-kun! And besides, you can't make me!" sakura told him, laughing towards the end.

"So Sakura! How did it happen?" Naruto asked as they walked around the streets of Konohagakure.

"None of your business…" She smirked, turning towards Gaara. He eyed her back as well. Tenten and Hinata walked up to the group, sending there greetings.

"Hey guys, we were just off to train, wanna join us?"

"HEY HINATA-CHAN!"

"Hi…Naruto…kun…"

"Uh…I don't really wanna train, Gaara?" Sakura looked towards him and he shook his head, looking towards Temari…who looked towards Kankurou….

"Sure, I'll go." He said, walking toward the weapons master. Naruto rapped a hand around Hinata around her waist, causing her to practically faint, her face now the color of Gaara's hair.

"Let's go eats some ramen, Hinata-chan!" Everyone fell down anime style at the blonde head's…well, 'blondeness' (no offense to blondes).

Kankurou and Tenten walked off to the training areas, and everyone eyed them suspiciously.

"dude…" Sakura said. Temari then replied.

"Dude." And then this followed everyone else.

"…uh…dude?" Hinata.

"What! What'd I miss?"

"…" Gaara.

"SPARKS!" Temari and Sakura cheered in jubilee.

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Sakura watched as everyone departed from there fun day of silliness, save for Gaara. They walked along the path towards her home, it was around time for dinner.

"Gaara-kun, I need you to come over for dinne-"

"...I've had enough of this, everyone has been asking me to eat with your family…" Gaara said, glaring at nothing in particular.

"But Gaara-kun…" Gaara glared even more, only towards her this time. He was glaring because she was wining the same way she did that night in Suna that they…

"Shut up...No."

"Eat dinner with me! Please?"

"….No."

"Is that all you can say?"

"I'll say it in Spanish…" Gaara said sarcastically, rolling his eyes before glaring again.

"oh really! Can I hear it!" She asked, smiling brightly at him in excitement of hearing his Spanish.

"No."

"No? I can't hear it?"

"No as in, "No" in Spanish. I'm not going."

"Please…? I love you too much to not marry you…"

"Fine."

"YAY! If you were to have said no again I was gonna release my secret weapon!" She said, walking a bit faster. Gaara silently questioned her with his facial expression.

"I'd take off my engagement ring enabling my availability." And with that, Gaara grabbed her, letting his sand take them towards her house.

"I was kinda…hahaha…Well, be nice, my dad hates you and my mom thinks you're a freaky demon guy."

"…I hate him too." Sakura unlocked her front door, walking inside and inviting Gaara in who followed behind her. Her parents seemed to be sitting on the couch playing chess. They took no notice of her arrival. Sakura coughed a few times to catch her parent's attention.

"oh dear, you know you should definently work on that cough dear, it's horrible here, I'll fetch you some-me—d-dd—ddd…." He mother fainted as she soon realized who was standing beside her. Gaara glared at her, while Sakura tried to smile, failing miserably.

"Hello father… so hey, here's our guest, Gaara-ku-" Her father stood up and glared at Gaara. Gaara glared back. Sakura added her glare towards her father, giving Gaara the advantage. And man did it get fierce. Her father added another ten percent, Gaara adding his third eye as well, Sakura taking out her keychain of a fake Sharingan eye. Gaara and Sakura of course won, her father not having any way of adding anymore eyes, his wife being out cold and all.

"Gaara and I are the masters of glaring. And my Sasuke keychain from since I was little added on as well." Gaara and her father stared blankly at the girl. Moving on…

"I thought I told you not to bring him here, daughter."

"No…you didn't…" Sakurs said, wondering when he could've told her that.

"Well, I did honey, you just didn't' here me since you sped out the door this morning. But I'd like it if he'd leave now." Gaara glared some more, Sakura could sense his chakra building up dangerously.

"Whoa whoa WHOA! Can't you just give him a chance! If he can't eat dinner here, then I'm not eating here."

"You are eating here young lady."

"Not unless Gaara-kun does." Gaara smirked at his fiancé, she had guts. He didn't' know himself since his father was a completely different case, but he knew that talking back like she was, was definitely daring.

" Fine. Let's eat." Her father said, walking towards his wife to wake her.

They all sat down, Gaara sitting in the guest seat, and since this is a table that only one person sits on each side of this four person table, Gaara sad on the side next to Mr. Haruno. (the guest chair if you remember form earlier in this chappie). Sakura sat across from her father, and her mother sat across from Gaara. Her mother finished setting everything on the table, they were eating a tempura dish with rice pudding for desert.((me love rice pudding)

"Let's say Grace…How about everyone says something, eh.?" Mrs. Haruno said, nodding her head to her husband for him to start. Sakura looked to Gaara and smiled, she closed her eyes, Gaara soon catching on, though he had no idea how to pray…. He took in a deep breath, and began.

"Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for another day, no matter how unbearable it may be…" Sakura and Gaara opened there eyes to look at each other, her parents eyes still shut so they didn't notice. They could tell that this was gonna be a LOOOOONG dinner.

"And we'd also like to bless this food you have given us, and my lovely wife who has prepared it. And bless my daughter, cause Dear Lord, you know she needs it…"

"eheh…" Her mother breathed in and out, beginning her portion of the prayer. "Lord, bless this food once again, and I pray that you banish EVERY DEMON in this house, oh God. I pray that you will rid this house of all the badness in it. The BAD spirits, BAD hearts, BAD PEOPLE. And I pray that you will work your wonders on the poor souls at this table…" Sakura glared before closing her eyes again.

"God, bless this food once again, and I pray that you will work your goodness on the hearts at this table, and that everything…sighs will go smoothly tonight…" Gaara was about to burst, he was so ticked off at this prayer.

"I pray that you'll bless this night, and bless everyone hear at this table…and I pray that you bless the damn food…Amen." Everyone said Amen, Sakura sweat dropping and her fiancé's…use of um…words in the prayer… Gaara asked Sakura why they blessed the food four times in a row.

"cause it makes the food four time better!" She said, trying to smile as much as possible.Everyone began to eat in silence. After a few minutes passed, Sakura' mother drank some of her water, actually all of it.

"whew, is it hot in here, it was hot today, don't' you think dear?" her mother said to her husband. He nodded in agreement. He looked towards Gaara and smirked. "feels like Sunagakure, doesn't it, Hun?"

"Mhmm, yes it does, I think I'll need another glass of water…My throat feels as gritty as sand.."

"I'll get you some, hun. I don't' want you to get overheated. I mean, who lieks to live in this type of weather! It's as hot as Suna in here! Only an idiot with sand for a brain would ever in there right mind WANT to live there…" He said, smirking even more at the glaring Gaara. Sakura shook her head, unable to believe it. Her father filled up his wife's cup of water.

"Could you give me a few more ice cubes dear? Yes, it truly would be horrible to run that village, who'd wanna run a sand box?"

"Yeah, only guy who relies on his sand to keep him company, hahaha" Her father laughed along with his wife.

Sakura held Gaara's hand, trying to keep him from killing her parents. Sakura just ate and ate, Gaara already finished eating.

"The food is pretty good ma" Sakura tried. She really did, and it was almost unbearable.

"thank you dear, I actually don't' like ti too much this time that I made it, it taste too gritty, I hate that. Gritty, sandy, yucky taste…"

"OH MY GOD WHAT YOU TWOP BE A LITTLE BIT MORE MATURE! COME ON GAARA-KUN LET'S GO TO MY ROOM! AND MAKE SUREYOU BUILD UP THE DOOR WELL WITH YOUR SAND! SICNE THEY DON'T LIKE SAND ANYWAY!" Gaara was already up there, Sakura smiling. She glared at her parents before joining him. Her father glared at his daugheter, yelling back to her, thogh she was already up inside her room.

"YOU TWO BETTER NOT BE DOING WHAT I THINK YOU ARE!"

"WE MIGHT AS WELL! WHO'S GONNA STOP ME! I HATE YOU!" Sakura screamed back, slamming the door so hard it broke it off. Gaara only looked at her in shock, he had never seen he this frustrated before. "Woops." Was all she said, looking at the now busted door. How were they to have privacy now…?

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How was that? I hope ya liked, I hope it's a bit longer, I think it is…well review please! I tried to make it funny but I think I failed anyways, lol. Ciao for now!