Sakura wasn't that drunk. After all, on the way home, she was the one who did most of the supporting. Gaara really was a lightweight. She wished she could say the same about herself; if she could get drunk on two drinks she would save herself a lot of money.
"Of course, not drinking would save money too..." She muttered to herself.
"Where's the fun in that?" Gaara asked loudly, despite his mouth being right beside Sakura's ear.
She shushed him even as she laughed uncontrollably. "The neighbours will hear you." She laughed. She was a little tipsy after all, maybe.
When she went to put Gaara on the bed he forgot to let go and she lost her balance and fell into bed with him. She started laughing and couldn't stop. Gaara joined in after a moment. Sakura, still laughing, tried to push herself up but Gaara still had his arm around her shoulders. He pulled her back down.
"Stay." He said, no longer laughing.
Sakura stared at him for a minute and then nodded and lay down beside him. It was a tight fit, two people in her bed, but she was more comfortable tonight then she had been other nights. In a moment Gaara had fallen asleep and she felt the steady rise and fall of his chest under her arm. Feeling brave, and somewhat drunk, she moved so that her head was lying on his chest, and she could hear his heart beat as she fell asleep.