EDITED

Thank you for reading my story. I have gotten a lot of help from a good couple of friends and to them. I hope this is better. Just to clear I few things up, yes they are in Shippuden time and I will be more descriptive as well as clearer on what I say. And I am putting a lot of trust into this site to help me grow as a writer but please these are my ideas and I want them to stay my. Don't copy write or use my stories without at least asking me first. I love to write and it would simply break my heart if I knew that someone stole my story or my idea. Please don't do it. Well, here is the next chapter so I hope you like it so far and please review!

I didn't put this in my first chapter but I'm saying it now.

DISCLAIMER: No I do not own any characters or mangas or anything. I don't own. Wish I did but I don't.

--xXShy-YuukiXx

Chapter Two

I woke up to loud banging at my door the next morning. When I shuffled to the door to see what the trouble was, there was Kankuro and Temari already waiting for me. They look like they were both on coffee jitters.

"It's time," was all they said before pushing their way inside my door. I didn't need anything else to be said as I quickly showered and got dressed in my usual black shorts with her medic skirt and Haruno "O" vest shirt. Going to the mirror, brushing out my still short matted bubble gum pink hair, I was ready to go.

"He's here and ready to meet you so let's hurry. The Kazekage wants to meet you right now!" yelled Kankuro, grabbing my hand and forcing me out the door and on the road to The Kazekage Tower.

While being dragged to the Kazekage Tower, Temari filled me in on the "do's and don'ts" of meeting the Kazekage. Apparently the Kazekage had a really cold and hard-ass personality and NO ONE was on his bad side (Because anyone on his bad side was either dead or had disappeared).

Rushing through the door and past the receptionist, Temari and Kankuro went to a door at the top level and knocked firmly.

"Get in here already," sighed the man on the other side of the door. Opening the door, I took a shaky step inside seeing a desk with mountains of paper work on it and a chair faced towards the window. I also noticed a small green couch and a few bookshelves with an odd look to them.

It looked like all the Kages hated paper work just as much a Mom did and tried to keep from doing it as long as possible.

"Leave. Now," was all the Kazekage mumbled from behind the chair, still turned to face the window. Without a word, both Temari and Kankuro left and closed the door behind them.

I turned around slowly to a small chuckle behind me. There he was. The Kazekage. 'Something isn't right….don't I know this dude?' I thought to Sakurmo, my inner self.

We both studied him a little close, still confused about who he was.

He had messy crimson hair with the symbol for over his left eye. His pale thin lips were curved into a devilish smirk. He had broad shoulders and a muscular build. His attire was all blood red robs with the Kazekage robes over them. I could see a little bit of fish netting peeking up from under his sleeves. His eyes, he had a foamy see green like color in his eyes and they held such depth…they were beautiful.

But there was something about them she didn't like. It was like he was trying to undress her.…that or figure out which way she would taste better with – BBQ or fried with shrimp. I watched has his eyes glided down her figure stopping at her breast, waist, and thighs.

"Hmm," was all he said before turning back to his desk and sitting down, propping his feet up on the edge.

"So you the one that Tsunade-sama has sent me. My, my, my you sure have filled out since we last saw each other. Tell me, are you still pathetic and weak as before?" I couldn't believe her ear. Did he honestly say all that with that smirk on his lips as if he were challenging her?

'Keep cool Sakura and keep your temper under control…he is dangerous don't get him mad girl,' Sakumo warned with a whispered nervous voice. I took a deep breath before bowing respectfully.

I could hear him cover a chuckle as I stood up right and answered, "No Kazekage-sama, I am not weak and I am not pathetic. I am Tsunade-sama's pupil as well as her daughter. She has taught me well sir, so please," I paused, punching a whole right through the wall next to me, "Do not under estimate me."

I glared at him with a smirk, crossing my arms over my chest, and standing firm from my position across the room. The voices from the other side began to grow as a crowd started to gather, but I didn't look; my eyes kept locked with his. Still keeping eye contact, I peeked through her peripheral vision, my mistake that I would regret later, and saw that sand was starting to rebuild the wall.

I looked back to the eyes of the Kazekage, only to find that they were gone.

He had disappeared.

'Now I know I'm not crazy. I do know him and he knows me too…but who is he?' She thought while looking around the office. 'Do you hear something?' Sakumo commented.

Just then, a slight 'dink' was heard as the office door locked and a pair of strong arms pulled me around my arms and waist into a muscular chest.

"You say you are not weak anymore. Still looks like it to me," he purred into my ear. His lips made hot wet kisses going down from behind me to the crook of her neck while his sand worked on my vest zipper.

"Tell me Sakura, Do you remember me as well as I remember you?" he asked as his hand made its way down to my medic skirt.

Then it hit me. The blood hair, the sea cold eyes, only one person -

"Gaara…well, well. Someone has had a hormone spike in the last few years. What happened? Got tired of being the blood crazy gay guy?" I knew it wasn't wise to anger him, especially now in my current situation. Gaara tightened his hold on me and bit down on my ear as hard as he could without drawing blood.

"Little girl, it would be best not to say things like that. I will not hesitate to throw you on that desk and take you like the animal I was, than kill you," Gaara growled in my ear. A shiver went down my back – looks like some things just don't change.

"What the hell happened to you? Why are you like this?" I asked trying to fight off Gaara's roaming hands.

"Let's just say after I finally went through puberty and had sex for the first time, I couldn't get enough of it. My fan girls don't mind and judging by the flush on your cheeks, neither do you," he said smirking against the back of her neck.

"From now on you do any and everything that I say you do. You and I can get along very well if you corporate. Do you understand?" Gaara said through his teeth. I slowly nodded knowing good and well that if I played along with it for now, he would slip up soon and then I could get a way out of this mess.

Just then a knock was herd and the doorknob turned trying to get in. With a swirl of his sand Sakura and Gaara were back at his desk. He was sitting in his chair, turned towards the window again, relaxing and reading a document as if nothing had happened. I stood to his right with my cloths fixed right back the way they were, only one problem… my weapons pouch was gone.

They were close enough and the desk was high enough that no one could see anything. Only meant trouble.

"Say anything out of line, even as so much as whimper and I'll push you through the window. Got it?" Gaara stated glaring up at me. I nodded and tried to act as if nothing was happening. As Gaara's sand quickly unlocked the door he called out, "Would you get in here already! Why are you still waiting outside!!!?" I held her breath as…

CLIFF HANGER!!! HAHA!! Don't worry the next chapter will be up VERY soon. I'm already starting to work on it. Never fear YUUKI IS HERE!!! XD Anyway I hope you liked my chapter and please review. The more reviews the more chapters and/or stories! Till next time! ^_~

--Yuuki!