"But you know... you're still rather skinny."
Gaara frowned at Sakura. She had just finished removing the second seal and he was still in his own form, still shirtless.
She blushed and shrugged. "I mean... You're quite muscular, as you should be, but still, you could have a bit more meat on you, you know? Do you eat properly?"
Gaara shrugged. "Lately I eat what you feed me." He said plainly, putting his shirt back on.
Sakura sighed. She often felt thart he purposely acted dense in order to annoy her. "True. But what about during the day when I'm out? What do you eat for lunch?"
Gaara stared at her blankly.
Sakura huffed with frustration. "You don't eat lunch?" She threw her hands up into the air and stood up. "You're worse than Naruto I swear!" A thought occurred to her. "Speaking of Naruto... I invited him over for dinner tomorrow."
"Ok." Gaara said, as though it had nothing to do with him.
Sakura looked at him; he blinked at her. "He knows you're living here now; you can't hide again." She told him.
"Again...?"
Sakura nodded; how could he be so absent minded? "You know, when he brought the food over; you can't do that again."
Gaara nodded. "...Right. The food. Won't do that again." He turned away so that Sakura couldn't see him smile.