Gaara was working late, alone in his office when the door opened. He looked up expecting to see an intern taking their leave, or Temari, come to tell him to go home, but was happy to see a pink haired woman standing in his doorway.
"Hey." She said, waiting by the door as if waiting for him to let her in.
"Hey."
When she didn't move, he waved her in. "Take a seat." He told her, waving to a chair. "I'll be done in a minute."
Sakura sat down with a loud sigh. "Are you serious?" She asked.
Gaara looked up at her, and she cracked a smile. "Of course you're serious." She said, mostly to herself. "You're Gaara."
"What is it now?" He asked.
Sakura shrugged. "Well, you know... It's late at night, an attractive young woman walks into your office, come with the purpose to see you, and you tell her to take a seat in a chair across the room. You don't have a romantic bone in you, do you?"
"I wouldn't know how to tell one bone from the other." Gaara responded drily. "I'm not the medic here."
Sakura was silent for a moment, and then she laughed. Gaara felt himself relaxing. He had been too busy to see much of her lately, and he had been missing her calming influence. He was really starting to be vexed by her insistence that no one know about their relationship. At least if it was out in the open then he could easily see her, if only for a few moments, every day.
The room was quiet for a moment as Gaara finished reading this latest building proposal and signed it.
"So we're not going to have sex on your desk?" Sakura asked.
Gaara looked up, a little surprised at the suggestion, but mostly amused. He took a look at his desk – on one side, important documents he had yet to look at, on the other, important documents he had looked at. An old, half full cup of coffee sat on the desk by his elbow. He imagined for a moment, sweeping it all off and onto the floor to indulge Sakura's fantasy.
"The coffee would leave a stain on the carpet." He said practically. "And it would probably smell for a few days. And it would be hell sorting out all these papers again. But if you really want to, I'm all for it."
Sakura sighed. "Well that just ruined it for me completely, thank you. Really, I don't know why I love you."
"But you do?"
Sakura grinned at Gaara. "I do. I really do."
Gaara stood, and Sakura stood too, still grinning. "Let's get out of here then, before I do something my interns would really regret."