A/N: This chapter is VERY short, and im sorry for it, but i promise the next one will be longer!! Oh, and to those who read my other fics, I'm working on updates for those too! Please be patient!

Chapter 5

Whatever…

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Sighing, Sakura let the almost painstakingly hot water run over her body, cleaning the sweat from her pale skin as she turned around, letting it run through her cherry locks of vibrant hair. Bubbles ran down her body as she rinsed out the last of her shampoo and turned the water off. It had been a quick shower, but it felt nice nonetheless. Stepping out, she grabbed one of the two towels left in the bathroom. She dried herself off and went to reach for her fresh clothes when she just realized…

Shit! I didn't bring any in!

Ooohhh, you better hurry and put that towel on and get to your room!

Damn it…

For once, Sakura listened to her inner voice and wrapped the towel around her body. It was small and showed off a lot of leg and left little to the imagination up above. But it would have to do for the few short steps it would take to get to her room. She opened the door and peeked her head out into the corridor. Seeing no one, she quickly walked out into the corridor and began to tip toe her way to her room. She was almost there, in fact she was about three steps away from the door when she heard someone's door open. Freezing as she felt a gaze on her, she hesitantly turned around…

Oh…Shit…

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Gaara was in shock. Though his face only showed it by a slight widening of his eyes as he looked at the nearly naked beauty before him. She turned around with a look of pure horror on her face. His gaze ran over her body almost unwillingly. His eyes met pale, pink flesh. It seemed impossible for her flesh to be pale and pink at the same time, yet it was. It was pink due to the heat of the water, he guessed. And it gave her face a nice subtle flush. Her pink hair was sticking to her face and neck in rather tantalizing places and the towel hid only the bare necessities, leaving little to the imagination. However, Gaara was snapped out of his reverie when another door opened, and he saw his brother come out of his room not that far down the corridor. Kankuro glanced at Sakura and slowly did a double take. Sakura was absolutely horrified but seemed to be frozen in his tracks. Seemingly out of nowhere, sand immediately made a wall in front of Kankuro, making him unable to see. He heard a whine from Kankuro but Sakura sent him a thankful glance. But she still didn't move. Raising a non-existent eyebrow he spoke,

"You should go to your room."

Blinking, Sakura nodded and quickly ran into her room, idly wondering where the sand came from. But before she closed her door, she caught a glance of all his sand returning to a bracelet he wore around his wrist. It was small, and she guessed he used some sort of jutsu to carry all of that sand in it. She quickly closed her door as Kankuro's face was once again viewable.

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"Aww, Gaara, what'd you do that for?!"

"You don't need to see her that way."

"Oh what? You can look but I can't?"

At Kankuro's raised brow, Gaara turned angry. His sand began to come out of his bracelet again and slowly inched its way to Kankuro. Gaara didn't know why he was doing this, but his instincts told him to protect her. Kankuro paled.

"Alright! Alright! You can look and I cant, I get it! Yeesh, no need to try and kill me!"

Gaara glared but his sand went back to his bracelet. Seriously, he was glad he didn't have to carry around his gourd anymore. It was a rather large load off of his back. He was thankful to Temari for coming up with the bracelet idea. Kankuro quickly left, mumbling something to himself about 'psychotic overprotective brothers' and 'hot ninjas'. Gaara sighed and went to make his way to the bathroom. It was time for his shower.

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