A/N: I need some Reviews people! I want to know if I'm getting better or worse! Please, at least say that you read it. No point in posting the new chapters if no one is going to read them! Thank you.

Merry Christmas!

The past few weeks, I have been traing with Lee and Gai-sensei. I've done my missions as well, and have made lots of money, just enough to buy all my freinds a present. I got Hinako a new obi for her kimono. I got Lee a razor, as a joke. I got TenTen some hair ornaments. I didn't really know what to get Neji, so I just gave him a calender. Besides the special lunch, I gave Jin a hat, which he wears constantly now. I got Gai-sensei 101 Ways To Beat Your Rival , and I gave Mr. Kyo a pocket mirror. I was walking around, wondering how to get Gaara his present, when, just my luck, I saw them walking towards me on the road. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!" I screamed. I was very shocked.

"We came over for Christmas; what else?" Pajama Pants said with annoyance.

"But I thought ninja from other countries weren't allowed in?"

"Its Christmas, so the Hokage let us in," Temari answered.

"Really? Never would've thought. Oh well, that just saves me the trouble of giving you your presents. I left them home, so you'll have to follow me."

The streets were crowded because of the festival going on, but we eventually made it to my apartment. I showed them in. Temari said it was uncomfortably small, and Pajama Pants said it was boring. I wanted to punch them, but Gaara said nothing at all. It was beginning to unnerve me. I got their presents from the bedroom and gave Temari's first. It was a purple satin case to cover her fan from the sand. I gave Pajama Pants, his next. He had a little wooden replica of himself. "What's this?" he asked.

"A puppet of you."

"No, I meant, what's this that its wearing?"

"Oh, those are pajamas. It wouldn't be you without the pajamas."

He glared at me angrily and I laughed on the inside. MWAHAHAHA! That was a good one. I then proceeded to give Gaara his present.

"Sandals, as promised," I said. They were, indeed, sandals and they looked just like his old ones, but shinier. "Oh! I forgot your other present!" I ran back with a shirt I gave it to him.

"Property of Kichino Sarafu?" he inquired while staring at me with (if he had any eyebrows) one eyebrow lifted.

"Yup. Now you can wear it everywhere you go, and all the girls in the world will know to back off."

Temari and Pajama Pants laughed, and Gaara even smiled a little. It was just a joke, but I wonder if he caught the hidden meaning. "Thanks," he said, and folded up the shirt. "Yeah, thanks," Temari said. "No thanks," Kankurou grumbled.

"Gaara," Temari said. "Shouldn't you give her present now?"

Gaara pulled out a figurine about 20 centimeters high made entirely of sand. I took it from his outstretched hand, and realized that it was me. I smiled. It was very skillful. Every curve, every detail was correct. You could even see my diamond shaped pupils. "This...this is amazing Gaara," I breathed out. "Thank you."

He smiled and my stomach began to tingle. Ah, crap! I needed to keep my cool. Why did his smile make me feel that way? Could I be in...? No, I barely know the guy. Or maybe I was in love with him before I lost my memories... Either way, Gaara seemed more and more attractive to me as the day went on. I found myself blushing at times. This was the first time I'd ever had a crush on a guy.

We found Hinako and Jin, and went out to eat for dinner at this nice restraunt. After that, we decided to enjoy the festival. Me and Temari threw darts at water balloons. It was just a game, but it soon became a challenge. We spent all our money trying to beat the other one. I then stole some of Kankurou's money to go into a haunted house with Gaara. The dude never flinched the whole time. It wasn't fun. We met Lee and Gai-sensei who had an awkward meeting with Gaara. I don't know what happened between those two, but it didn't seem to be hatred. We got our face painted (except for Pajama Pants, because his face was already painted) and we saw this one ninja girl who used the Shadow Replication jutsu to create an entire choir and she sang carols. Once the day was done, Gaara, Temari, and Pajama Pants had to start heading back to their village. We said good-bye.

Once he left, my mind went to dark thoughts. If I did have to fight Gaara, there was no way I could fight him seriously. I had to get stronger, and hope to god that I was never forced to fight Gaara. I went home.

...to be continued.