NO! IT'S NOT SASUNARU! Sorry, I just wrote this one and I HAD HAD HAD HAD to put it in! Because the thing wouldnt let me make it into a different story! I FEEL SAD! WHERE'S MY KNIFE? GAARA! -sweatdrops at self- Just to make it up to whoever's reading this (if anyone's reading this; I've only gotten one review! REVIEW OR I MIGHT NOT UPDATE! -growls-) I'll put up SasuNaru after this, and, unless no one reviews, I'll put the next one up.
Does ANYONE want me to get to the AkaHinaKiba one? Which will now be #10? Or does everyone just hate me? -sobs- I FEEL SO HATED!
Gaara: ...
Ples do the disclaimer...While I kill myself... -pulls out knife-
Gaara: -snaps- GIVE ME THAT! -throws it away- The no-self-esteem writer MaybelleDragon does not own Naruto, elsewise she'd be in it and drooling over me.
Yes. -dreamily- You're hot. BUT GIVE ME BACK MY KNIFE!!
Gaara: No.
6: Tantalizing [GaaSaku
There was something about him that captured her attention. He was so...different.
Tantalizing.
She drew a breath in, shaking her head to get rid of the thoughts wandering around. As she closed her eyes a picture of his vibrant red hair came to mind.
Fuck...no...
What was he doing to her? She was just simply in the same ROOM as him! He wasn't talking to her and he drove her nuts.
She ran hands through her short, spiky pink hair and took another breath.
"Sakura-san, are you okay??" His voice. Musical. It lulled her.
"I'm fine Kazekage-sama," She answered, opening her eyes and giving him a nod.
"It's Gaara, Sakura."
She said nothing. If I call you Gaara...I'm going to faint.
He got up. He walked over and, surprising her, put a hand on her forehead. She gave a little eep and backed up against the wall, away from him.
...I shouldn't have done that.
"There's obviously something wrong,' His voice now seemed...teasing? Yes. What was with her?
"No, everything's fine. I hope you enjoy your time here, Kazekage-sama..." She made a break for the door, but his long arms easily prevented that.
His jade eyes stared down at her. She blinked. She hoped he couldn't read her emotions with those perceiving eyes of his.
"Are you...afraid of something, Sakura?"
Her eyes widened in shock. "Wha-what?"
A smirk played around his lips. "What are you afraid of, Sakura?"
Oh, why'd he have to say her name like that...?
Her eyes closed and her lips softly parted. If her eyes would've been open she would of seen the look of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Are you afraid of me...doing this?" He leaned down and silently captured her lips. Her eyes jerked open and she stiffened in shock. Using her being against the wall to his advantage, Gaara rested his weight against his, breaking the kiss and resting his forehead on her own.
"Ga-Ga-Gaara!" She gasped.
He let out a soft chuckle. "Didn't think I hadn't noticed you grow up, Sakura?"
"Stop that!"
"What?"
"...Saying my name like that..."
His smirk grew wider and he rested even further against her, removing his forehead from its resting place and putting his head in her neck. "I don't think so, Sakura..."
She was blushing. Furiously. Her hands-hesitantly-wrapped around his neck and she laced her fingers through his hair. "Gaara..."
"Hmm?"
"What? Am I not allowed to say your name?" He chuckled, but stayed put.
"Y'know, I think I will."
"Will what?" She had an confused expression on her face.
"Enjoy my time here..." He looked up to see her brightly flaming face. He smirked.
"Gaara!" She yelped.
He let go and ushered her out the door. "See you later, Sakura..." He shut the door.
"GAARA! I AM SO GOING TO KILL YOU! GAARA! OPEN THAT DOOR, DAMMIT!"
He didn't. Just to spite her.
Later that night, he smirked as he thought of her.
Just as he was to her, she was to him.
Tantalizing.
Lol. I love the thought of Gaara being a REAL bad boy... -sighs- Gawd I feel so awesome...I enjoyed writing this...
Gaara: ...WHY'D I LET HER GO?
Cliffie. Make the readers think.
Gaara: ...Whatever. R&R or she's going to kill both of us.
YOU HEARD HIM!