"Is it really ok?" She asked, on the third day when she came home from work. "Are you sure you don't mind me leaving you alone all day long?"
Gaara gave her what would have been a frightful glare if he had had his own face. "I'm quite capable of being alone for an afternoon without any harm befalling me." He told her. "Besides – you're not the only one with work to do."
Sakura knelt beside him. From the looks of it he had been meditating when she came home, and he was still seated cross legged on the floor. "Oh? What do you do then?" She asked.
He looked at her as if she was an idiot. Sometimes, despite her brain, she felt like maybe she was.
"I have a city to take care of." He said. "I'm still Kazekage after all; there's always something to be signed, some proposal to look over, a roster to read, a list to check off. Being the leader of a nation is not easy work."
Sakura huffed and stood up. "I know that." She said, walking into the next room. She wanted to take a shower before getting down to work tonight. "I know."