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-Guess Who?-

-6-

He crossed the gap between them in a flash, and grabbed her wrists to hold her down. From the force of his body weight on top of her, she fell backwards on the stairs with a sickening thud to her head. Her vision started to blacken and her head felt incredibly heavy, while feeling incredibly light. The pressure in her head was distracting her from where his hands were roaming. He let them drag over her hips and around her thighs until they started to head towards her buttoned shorts. He managed to free the circular pieces of plastic and began to tug the material downwards when he was stopped from a high pitched voice.

"The board of directors have just arrived Osamu-san…" She said weakly as she watched her master climb up from Sakura, who looked disorientated.

When he moved to the front door, Sakura leaned up weakly with a hand rubbing her head softly. When her line of vision finally focused, she noticed several shady looking men walking through to the living room, but not before looking her up and down with a grin. When they finally left and the door was closed, Yoko walked up to her, no longer with sadness, but with anger. Her hand connected with Sakura's face.

"How dare you! Trying to seduce him like that! You're nothing but a little slut!" She screamed at Sakura before marching past her up the stairs.

It didn't take a genius like Shikamaru, to work out that Yoko was madly in love with hr master. In fact, every time Yoko interrupted Osamu's rape attempts, she looked as if she could cry. It was always replaced with anger which was usually directed towards Sakura. Most of the time, Sakura just let her, knowing that she must be in pain from seeing something like that.

Yoko's virginity had been taken from Osamu and it must have affected her emotionally and psychologically. Sakura couldn't imagine how it must feel to have something so precious to a girl being taken away. The way Osamu had been acting lately, she wouldn't be surprised if she found out soon. They way Osamu broke Yoko into thinking she was in love with him made her cringe. What if she fell in love with him? Fell for the same fate Yoko followed? Having that taken away must have confused the blonde into these emotions and Sakura would rather take her life than love that monster. If that happened, Sakura would oblige and take her life the moment she was able.

So that's why Yoko must be scared and heart broken to find her love with another woman. Only, it didn't seem logical to Sakura. She blamed her for everything happening, yet she was the victim. She was adopted from a life of torture, in a home that couldn't care less about its inhabitants, into a life where physical and sexual abuse came randomly but inevitably. Didn't Yoko know that Sakura didn't want this? Of course Sakura didn't love that man! The green eyed monster known as jealous obviously screwed up Yoko's mind.

She headed down the stairs slowly still feeling dizzy from her head's encounter with the wooden stairs. She stumbled into the kitchen and reached up for the now cooled cookies. She put them in a little black bento box and placed a red bow on top. Okay, so guys didn't tend to like bows, but it showed they were from a girl who took care in giving presents and it also showed that she wasn't afraid or ashamed to show her care for people; even if she hadn't met him before.

She headed out of the door and across the street. While she was walking she noticed some familiar faces walking, or strutting, the opposite way in a huff. As she approached Temari's house she recognised one of the faces as Saki, Gaara's head fan girl. She laughed at their retreating forms; they probably tried to give Gaara a present. She wondered why they hadn't succeeded but all was answered when rang the door bell.

She laughed at the sound of an angry Temari stomping to the door and only caught part of her loud curses.

"…doesn't want their stupid gifts! Why can' they just give up and go home like the little pathetic girls they- Sakura?!" Temari opened the door and cut off her rants with a grin.

Sakura sweat dropped at the size of the metallic fan she was holding. She couldn't imagine why she had it but it didn't look friendly. "Hey Tem!" She greeted with her own grin.

"Tem again?" Temari sighed and opened the door wider. Sakura stepped into the hallway in amazement. From what she could see, every room had at least one black wall and strange ornaments were placed on every side table and stand, ranging from a peculiar looking leaf to a glassy hourglass filled with sand.

"Whoa! Your house is great!" She openly complimented making Temari's grin widen. "I can't stay long; I just wanted to drop these off for your little brother…"

"Little?" Temari broke out into laughter and accepted the box from Sakura. Her laugh only escalated when she started to fiddle with the box in amusement.

"Hey! He might be a bow person!" Sakura said angrily with an annoyed expression.

Again, this didn't help Temari's laughing fit. Sakura wondered if he was in the house, because she was sure that the whole street could hear Temari's shrieking. "Why don't you meet him?"

"Well… I'm going to be introduced tomorrow… I kinda promised Naruto he could point him out… Just tell him I'll see him tomorrow… 'kay?" She tilted her head with a grin and headed for the door. "Cya!"

"Later…" Temari called back already heading for the stairs. Eve after only two days of knowing Sakura, she trusted her to leave and shut the door behind her by herself.

Her grin never ceased even when she walked into the completely black room and over to the bed where a tall red head was lying.

oOo

'I was sure someone was looking…'

'Might have been the pink chick…'

'Chick…? Couldn't have been… I never saw anyone…'

"Hey! Earth to Gaara!" Temari chanted about to sit down next to him. His glare told her otherwise and she followed suit, standing beside the bed. "Here!"

"I don't want 'em…"

"Oh? You don't know what it is… or who gave you them…"

"Go away"

"But they're your favourite… cookies!"

He looked up at her and eyed the box suspiciously. What if the fan girls jinxed them so he'd fall in love with them? After he learned of demons and jitsu's at his school, nothing seemed impossible. "What if they put a spell on them?"

Temari laughed again like he had heard before.

"You sound like a banshee…" He said carelessly, earning a disapproving glare from Temari who was about to strike him.

"Hey! I happen to know that they weren't made by a fan girl!"

He fully trusted his sister, after all; she had no reason to lie about this when there was no profit for herself and she knew how much Gaara despised fan girls. He took the box and stared at the floppy bow on top. Words weren't needed since Temari burst out laughing again.

"She said you might be a bow person…" She masked her laughter at his deathly gaze and watched him carefully open the box and sniff one of the cookies cautiously. Temari's laughter wasn't ceasing at his methods of inspection.

Eventually, he put a cookie in his mouth and began to crunch it carefully; being fully aware of any changes he might feel when eating one. After he ate it he sat still waiting for any side affects to show. When he was satisfied he looked up to Temari again.

"You obviously didn't cook them…" He said finally, as his own sign of indicating he liked them. He wasn't one to show his emotions and Temari was used to that, along with insults. She showed her annoyed face but didn't do anything else after feeling the need to play around with him.

"Actually… I know the girl who cooked them… she's a friend…" This seemed to grab his interest, knowing that his sister didn't make friends with just anyone. Besides that, she hardly had any friends. Actually; did she have friends?

"Friend?"

"It is possible for me to have friends Gaara!"

"Who?"

"Oh… I don't know if you know her…"

"Tell me"

"Well… she's new around here…"

After that, he didn't need to know any more. There was only new girl in the area and in school. All the anger from Temari's teasing him seemed to vanish at the mention of the pinkette.

"Sakura?" He questioned feeling stupid at using her first name. He had no choice since he didn't know her last name, but the only people he used first names on were Temari, Kankuro and Naruto. The last, only because he didn't want to handle a full scale explanation as to why he should call the blonde by his first name; which could be quite irritating.

"Oh, first names already? I haven't even given my approval yet…"

She could feel the anger radiating of her red-haired brother so she decided to leave him now; but not without a last remark.

"Oh… and I do give my approval by the way!" With a wink she left the room, barely escaping danger.

'Why would she make cookies for someone she doesn't know?'

Shukaku butted in, feeling like his opinion was needed, 'Maybe she had the hots for you…'

'She doesn't know who I am yet…'

'Maybe she found out…'

'Doubtful… no one had been there t point out I was who I am… Maybe it's a peace offering?'

'She's being friendly… You know, it could just be a birthday present…'

'Hmm… maybe so… Doesn't that mean that Naruto hasn't told her the rumours yet?'

'What makes you say that?'

'She hasn't pulled out of her bet yet…'

'Maybe she doesn't care?'

'Yeah right… stupid demon…'

'We're going to be together until you die; I think we should at least get along… Besides that, it isn't impossible for her to not care about the rumours…'

'Everyone would care if they were facing a monster…'

At that, Shukaku shut up and let Gaara lie down with his thoughts. He didn't fall asleep since that would give his demon a chance to take over him; meditation was in order.

oOo

The moment Sakura got back to the house; she went straight to her room to study her medicine. She didn't want to be last in class and found medicine fascinating. This added onto her desire to do good, only doing good wasn't enough; she wanted to be the best in the class. She wanted to overtake the girl who told Nina not to talk to her, and rub it in her face. Rachel… at least she thinks that was her name.

After reading until night, she took a shower and then crashed on her bed. She looked over to her window after feeling a chill wash over her body. She had thought that maybe it was the wind, but the lock was in place on the closed window. She shrugged it off; it didn't help that she was only wearing a towel.

She raised her head off the bed and then her upper body until she was sitting. She stood up eventually and made her way over to her drawer, where she pulled out her pyjamas, which consisted of a vest-top and shorts. She was about to drop her towel when she remembered her earlier encounter with Osamu. She didn't want him to enter when she was naked, otherwise she'd be doomed.

She hooked the towel in itself so she didn't need to hold it up and then began to get dressed. She hooked the wet towel over the hook on the bathroom door to dry. She had dried her hair in the bathroom so now she only had to worry about catching some Z's.

She lazily climbed under her covers after turning her light out and let her drowsy mind close down.

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Meanwhile, Gaara hadn't had much luck with meditating. It was getting darker and his demon decided to rear it's ugly head again.

'Maybe you should sleep…'

'Maybe you should shut the hell up!'

'What is it that has you so… irritable?'

'You!'

'You shouldn't lie Gaara… My suspicions are leading me to a certain pink haired neighbour…'

'They would, pervert! Why would I be irritable because of her?'

'Because you are starting to regret ordering Naruto to tell her rumours about us…'

'The sooner she learns the better… if she has brains; she'll stay away, like everyone else…'

'That isn't fun… how do you expect to get close to anyone?'

'Who said I want to?'

'Damn it, I am part of you and I want to! I am NOT getting stuck with an A-sexual loser until you die… knowing my luck, you will live a long time…'

'Thanks…'

'Why is it I get stuck in you? You can't even imagine yourself with a girl…'

'It's because of you I can't imagine myself with a girl! You twit!'

'Harsh…' Shukaku replied with a bored tone. 'Well… If it really is my fault, I guess I will have to take charge and fix things… right?'

A tightening feeling started to move around in Gaara's head making him growl and clutch his now aching headache. His body twitched and curled until he rolled off the bed and stood up with his hands running through his hair, still clutching his head. He hunched over trying to control himself but managed to bump into the nearby desk before he stabilised and looked up; his eyes were completely black except the brilliant golden colour of his pupils. A smirk found its way to his face and he disappeared in a flurry of sand.

When he reappeared, he was outside a tall house, looking through each window, until eventually he spotted a familiar wave of pink hair, lying on the bed in a towel. Gaara moved over to unlock the window, and partly succeeded until he was disrupted.

'Stop it! This is wrong!'

'Behave… it took a lot out of me taking over when you were conscious…'

'Good!'

The battle for dominance took over again until Gaara finally looked up with his usual jade-green eyes. He rubbed his head and sat down on the floating pile of sand beneath him. He pulled away from the window until he was a safe distance away.

His senses kicked in when he noticed movement and he looked up to see Sakura standing up in a loose towel, making her way over to her drawers. Panic started to rise within him when he noticed her stretch her leg out and run the short material up the creamy white skin. The only thing he could think about in that moment was if she was wearing any underwear…

He grew angry with his lack of self control over Shukaku and his own thoughts, so he moved away from the window, letting his sand engulf him and take him back to his room. He couldn't stand and watch anymore.

He could already smell the trouble she would cause. She seemed to have worked Shukaku up and that was only after seeing her for a day. Sure she was beautiful and different from the rest; but that didn't mean that Gaara was at all interested in her.

oOo

"I am going to be sooo late!" Sakura panicked running up the path to meet Tenten.

"What took you so long?" Tenten asked tapping her foot impatiently.

"I'm sorry! I forgot to set the alarm on my clock!" She panted as she walked next to her bun wearing friend.

"So… you're ready to encounter boring, everyday lessons?" Tenten asked with a sulk. She clearly adored her weapon lessons.

"Haha! Yeah!"

In no time at all they were at the school, meeting up with the gang. "Sakura-chan!" Naruto sang running over to his new friend.

"Hey Naruto! Hey guys!" She ran up to them with her usual smile.

"Granny Tsunade couldn't stop talking about you last night!" Naruto said making the whole group shut up. He stared around at the upturned eyebrows and smirks and realisation hit him. "Not like that! She came around for dinner with Jiraiya!"

"Jiraiya?"

"Naruto's foster father…"

"Why don't you call him dad?"

"Well…" He scratched his neck awkwardly, "…it's strange at the moment, and I've only been his son for a few months…"

Sakura smiled and then realised what he had said. "What was she talking about?"

"Erm… how you have good chakra control and if she had a daughter, she'd be like you!"

Sakura blushed and felt a strange warming in her heart. It felt good to have something think that about you. "Oh…"

Naruto recognised her blush and her smile of embarrassment and grinned at her. "Hey! You have to meet Gaara right?" He said after locating Saki some distance away, pointing and laughing to a bunch of girls, who clearly thought she wouldn't win the bet. Naruto already talked with Gaara and he gave him his word.

"Oh, yeah!" Sakura said nervously. She wasn't scared as her friends seemed to have interoperated her to be, but she was nervous still. Maybe it was because she made him cookies the day before.

Naruto dragged Sakura away from their usual spot by the tree and began walking with her. "There are some other rumours too, and I have been instructed to tell you every single one before you meet!"

"Eh? By who? You're trying to make me too scared to see him aren't you?"

Naruto laughed but continued ignoring her question. "One rumour says he doesn't sleep at night because he has a blood lust, so he walks around the town, hunting for certain kinds of people he wants to kill…"

Sakura shivered but when she thought about it, that rumour was pretty lame. Her shivers turned into laughter.

"Another one says that a girl tried to talk to him casually once and he found her irritating so he ripped her tongue out!" This was Naruto's favourite in particular. He had asked Gaara about it and thought he seen the slightest of smiles on his face from hearing that rumour. It wasn't true of course.

"I wish he would rip Saki's tongue out…" Sakura said under her breath. Naruto's eyes widened and he looked at her from the corner of his eyes. By the look on her face, she didn't think he had heard her.

"Another rumour says that the only person in school strong enough to stand up to him is Sasuke… I personally think that rumour is pathetic and it was probably Sasuke who spread it…" Naruto laughed to himself. "Lets see… most of the rumours are what he did to people who tried to talk to him… others are people who tried to start a fight with him… but lost… badly…"

Sakura nodded enthusiastically before Naruto pushed her forwards. She turned around to scold him but he had disappeared. Turning back around, she took it that Gaara was nearby. She looked around but she could only see a few people sitting by themselves. All were male, so that didn't help. She was about to continue until a tall, arrogant guy walked in front of her.

"Oh, excuse me…" She said moving to walk around him. She was about to pass him but he grabbed her arm to stop her.

"You're the new girl, right?" He asked cockily, tilting his head to the side with a smirk.

"Yeah…" she tried to walk again but he stopped her once more. She took this time to look up and study his features. She recognised him as the infamous Uchiha.

"I'm-…"

"Sasuke Uchiha… I hear you're a prick… Your reputation precedes you…" She said with her own smirk. She wasn't picking favourites. She had given him a chance but his methods of stopping her all added up to people being correct. She still didn't want to believe rumours until she was certain herself.

"I hear you're a babe with a fiery temper…" He smiled down at her trying to change his attitude towards her.

"B-babe?" Okay, now the last part she could understand, but she had never been called a babe before. She still wasn't used to compliments. "I have to go…" She said turning around.

"Oh? We just met though…"

"Well… I'm busy at the moment…"

"Okay, I'll catch you later…" he said turning around and walking away. Sakura hated to agree with rumours when she had just met the guy, but Tenten was right. He had a bad vibe surrounding him.

She looked around, concentrating on her mission, to find there was 7 guys by themselves. People said he was pretty dangerous. So she started to scout for the bad boy types. That narrowed her search down to 5, possibly four; she wasn't too sure on number five since he was laughing normally at the moment.

She looked to a certain one of the five to find a familiar red head she had met in the corridor the day before.

'Oh! Hot red head here I come!' Inner Sakura cheered.

'Hey! We have a mission!'

'Then ask him which one Gaara is and we have an excuse to talk to him too!'

'Not bad…'

Sakura grinned and skipped over to the red head, who didn't look up from his spot under a large tree that cast a shadow over his calm expression. He seemed to be scribbling something into a notebook, not bothering to look up to the surroundings.

"Yo!" She said with a grin.

He looked up and smirked at her; so she finally found out he was Gaara and was carrying out her bet regardless of the rumours.

"Hn"

"Jeez… You're Hn'ing me again!" She pouted letting her legs give way so she fell down next to him.

"Hn"

"Okay, now you're doing it on purpose…"

He smirked at her again, something he was getting used to doing. Not only had she heard the rumours, but she was openly mocking him, testing his patience; she had guts.

"Hey, could you help me?" She asked with a small smile. "See… I made this bet with someone and I need to find Gaara…"

Oh, so she didn't know. Oh well, why not play with her for the five minutes?

"Why?"

"To prove a point!" Part of her felt something snap inside and realisation kicked in. What if he was Gaara? He was either smirking again because he knew this or because he found her stupid to want to find the most dangerous guys in school. She decided to test him. If he was Gaara, shouldn't he be scowling and ripping her tongue out? "What are you doing?"

She leaned over to look at what he was doing until she spotted a group of girls a large distance away, glaring evilly at her; at the front of the mob was Saki. So, maybe this was Gaara? She looked back down to see he had been drawing some unrecognisable symbol which curved and spiked out at random places.

"Wow! That's great!" She said with another grin. "So, you know who Gaara is then?"

"Maybe"

She pretended to be irritated with him and began to poke him in the arm. She wished she hadn't eventually, because not only did this stir the fan girls, but she began to blush at the amount of muscle he had been hiding under his black clothing. Not only that, he was well aware she was embarrassed about this and his smirk only became cockier. She stopped poking his arm and sat with her arms crossed.

"Well… you're no help!" She pouted looking away.

"What point do you want to prove?" He asked wanting to keep the conversation going. This was very strange for Gaara, but if the girls thought the conversation was one sided, Sakura would lose; and oh how he hated fan girls.

Strangely enough, he didn't hate them half as much as he hated her own fan-guys. The male population around her seemed to be checking out every little detail she carried. He looked down to notice her thigh was partly showing to one guy in particular, who was licking his lips and grinning from ear to ear. Either they had shit for brains or they hadn't acknowledged who she was sitting with. They looked over with a scowl which sharply turned into a cautious stare after inspecting his own death threat, made certain by the murderous look in his eyes. Once they all kept their eyes to themselves he tuned into what the pinkette was saying.

"Whoa! That is the most I've heard you say!" She explained widening her arms to show how big a deal this was. "Well, I wanna prove that the rumours are probably wrong"

"What if they aren't?"

"Oh well… I'll probably lose a tongue for talking too much…" She laughed at this making him raise his non-existent eyebrow. "It's… apparently a rumour… So who is it? I narrowed my search down to five in this area… since Naruto wasn't specific as to who it was…"

"Who do you think it is?"

"My five? Well…" She pointed out four people in the area and began to explain. "They all look strong… and some possibly look dangerous. But I wasn't sure about him; he laughs too much. He still looks like a bad boy though…" Sakura laughed.

"Who said Gaara is a bad boy?" he felt strange talking about himself in third person and even mentioning the words bad boy when referring to himself. His eye twitched after hearing his own words, but thankfully, she didn't notice.

"They said he was dangerous looking and broody… He sounds like a bad boy… now that I look around; only two of them look broody..."

"You said five… you only pointed out four…" He asked confused.

She turned around and looked him in the eye before smiling and standing up. "Well… see ya!"

"Where are you going?" He mentally slapped himself for bursting out and acting so desperate for her company. She hadn't even found out he was Gaara yet.

She turned around and stuck her tongue out at him, confusing him even further. That was, until she said, "Five minutes are up! See ya Gaara-kun!" She winked and left him there in shock.

How long had she known? Did she know from the beginning? Or did she find out through something he had said? Maybe she lied to him about not knowing? No, she was generally confused about who he was, and he had looked up to when Naruto pushed her into the area he sat in. He also seen the Uchiha bastard trying to flirt with her. Since when did he talk so much? Bastard…

He was obviously the fifth, so she knew before the explanations of who she suspected. He had a feeling she knew before she began to poke his arm too. Maybe she had been testing him from a certain point? That also meant she continued without being scared of him. She certainly was unbelievable.

That was when something within him snapped. This was too strange. She was clearly intelligent and he had heard she got into medicine, so she was talented. She had the brains to know that he was dangerous and she would be safe if she stayed away. Why was she near him? She didn't have to leave so soon, she could have talked with him until the bell went. So she wasn't a fan girl, or admirer… why?

To Be Continued…

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