So how's it going? I know it's been a long time. And don't expect me to be updating regularly again now; I still have school for another month, which doesn't leave me with much time to write and/or update. The lack of internet on my computer doesn't help either. But in a month or so, I should be back to regular updates.

This thing has become much longer than I ever expected it to be. Hope I'm not boring anyone. :) Cheers.

Why not? Why not she had said. She could think of several reasons why not to go with Temari. She wasn't really sure she wanted to talk more with Temari about Gaara. When she had told Temari she'd love to talk more about Gaara she had by no means expected Temari to invite her home to talk more about it. When Temari had done so, she hadn't had enough presence of mind to come up with an excuse to say no.

So here she was, sitting in the Sand Siblings' living room, staring at the photos on the wall while Temari got beer and snacks for them. She felt a pitiful gurgling in her stomach – a sign that she was stressed. Of course she was; what was she supposed to say to Gaara's sister about him? There was no way she was going into detail about their love life; she'd die of embarrassment.

Too soon Temari returned and handed Sakura a beer. She sat on the couch beside Sakura, putting down a tray of snacks on the coffee table. "So." She said. "You and my brother."

Sakura nodded. "So it would seem."

Temari grinned. "Tell me about it; how are things between you two?"

Sakura gulped down a mouthful of beer. She felt she could use the help. "Good." She answered nervously.

"Good, good." Temari said, taking a swig of her own beer. She tilted her head and observed Sakura for a moment, before asking, "How did you two get together anyway? I mean, I figure it happened while he was in Konoha, but how'd it happen? Who asked who first?"

"Well..." Sakura took a deep breath, and told Temari the whole story.

A few beers later she and Temari had loosened up considerably, and were laughing together about the whole thing.

"I still can't get used to it!" Temari exclaimed loudly. "You and my little brother! I never thought I'd live to see the day that anyone would be shagging my brother!"

"Shagging?" Sakura giggled. "Is that what you call it? I like that!"

Temari grabbed Sakura's elbow and leaned in closer, asking in a voice to loud to be conspiratorial, "Okay, but seriously, who's on top?"

Sakura blushed and laughed too loudly. She was drunk, and she had a niggling feeling that maybe it wasn't such a great idea. "I don't know; we switch it up." She answered, turning away and hiding her face in her hand as she erupted into hysterical giggles.

Temari made a disgusted face and leaned back on the couch. "I shouldn't have asked." She said, and shook her head at herself.

Sakura too leaned back, and they sat in silence for a moment. "But, you know," Sakura said at last, "I would have been happy if I had had his child."

Temari sat bolt upright. "If you had had his child?" She demanded. "What does that mean? Do you mean...? I don't know! What do you mean?"

Sakura flushed. Her stupid big, drunken mouth! Why couldn't it stay shut? "It doesn't mean anything!" She lid.

Temari narrowed her eyes. "Yes it does. You're lying to me! Tell me!"

Sakura hook her head, but Temari insisted. Sakura stared at her hands. "It doesn't matter anyway. It's gone."

Temari's face lost it's gleeful expression as she watched Sakura. "It's gone? Oh Sakura, don't tell me..." She put her hand on Sakura's shoulder, not really knowing how to comfort another person.

Sakura shrugged. "It's okay. I'm used to it. It wasn't the right time for it anyway."

"Does Gaara know?" Temari asked.

Sakura shook her head. "I haven't told him. I mean, how am I supposed to tell him he got me pregnant, and then I lost the child?"

A cool male voice answered, surprising Sakura out of her drunken misery. She sat up and turned to stare at Gaara, standing in the doorway, watching her with an unreadable expression. "Well, you don't have to worry about that anymore." He said.