I do not own any character, settings, items, etc from the anime/manga, Naruto! I do own Abby and Sarah, other original characters, and anything else that I came up with. Please enjoy and review :)

"Do you like pickles?" I asked, looking up from my plate at Kankuro. We were having breakfast at the moment, but I wasn't feeling particularly hungry, and have been a little moody.

"Why would you even ask that?" I could feel that he was holding in a sigh.

"I don't know. I was just curious, geez." I mumbled returning to poking my pancakes.

"Is something the matter?" Temari asked.

"No, not really." I looked towards her. "Why?"

"Well, for one, you're not eating your pancakes. You love pancakes."

"Hmmmm, true. I don't know. Just haven't had an appetite, I guess. I'm going to my room, call me if you need anything." I stood and quickly proceeded to my room. After I was there I sat at my vanity, and started brushing my hair. Something I started doing a lot. It makes my hair feel nicer, and the long, slow strokes calm me.

There were a few knocks at my door, but I ignored them. A few more, and a few more. Suddenly there was a big bang, obviously out of frustration.

"Hahahaha. Ok, ok. Come in." I chuckled. Messing with people is so fun, especially when it's Kanku-

"Oh, Gaara-Sensei! I'm sorry, I thought you were Kankuro. I would have answered the door if I own it was you.

"It's fine."

I looked to the side, then around my room as a silence stilled the air. I hated when it got like this. Whenever it did my random-loudmouthness seems to get stuck. My haze turned back to Gaara who shifted awkwardly. I gulped before offering him to sit on my bed, hoping it would get with the tension.

"So, what's up Oh-Grand-Kazekage-Sama?"

"It's obvious you haven't been feeling well. And I was wondering if you needed anything." He asked, his eyes shifting from looking around to land on me.

"Hmmm," I hummed, getting up from my vanity bench and plopping down next to him. I brought my knees up to my chest, and hugged them. "Actually, I do."

"What is it? I'll get Kankuro or Temari so they can quickly retrieve it," he stood, and beaded for the door, thinking it was so simple.

"Wait!" I blurted out, and grabbed the back of his red coat. "The thing I need isn't materialistic. What I need...Is for someone to talk to."

He sat back down, propping one leg over the other and crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Then talk."

"Well, I think I may be homesick. I'v been in this world for a couple of weeks now, but it's still so different. As you heard from when we went out to eat, my world doesn't have a lot of things your's does and vice-versa. I think one of the things I miss the most is my friends. I've been dreaming about them a lot." I smiled sadly and chuckled, "Whenever I was with them, it was so fun. We always did crazy things." I sighed, "I'm just scared I'm not not going to be able to see them again."

It was quiet for a while before Gaara talked. "I don't think you should think about it so much, because if you do, you're going to miss them just as much. You should enjoy your time here, as well as look for a way home. You also shouldn't forget about all the friends you already made here. I'm sure Temari and Kankuro will miss you greatly when you go."

I nodded, and twiddled with my fingers. "What... About you?" I looked up at him. "Will you miss me?"

"...Yes. I will."

"Oh." It was the only thing I could say, as I hugged my legs tight, a small blush over my cheeks. It felt good to have friends here to help me through everything, and a miracle someone like Gaara would miss me if I left. I couldn't help but smile, Thanky you, Gaara-Sensei. I feel much better now."

He got up from the bed and made made his way to the door.

"Just Gaara is fine," He mummbled before walking out.

Is that a heart I hear pounding fastly?

Oh, shut up! It is not.

Oh, it is my friend! Trust me, I'm your conscious, and your conscious says-

I thought you were my inner-me?

Inner-you. Conscious. What's the difference? Anways, what I'm trying to say is that you're falling for Gaara!

Am not!

Are to!

Am not!

ARE TO!

...You think?

Oh girl, I know.

Lies! Lies, I tell you! This is totally forbidden!

Say's who?

Say's me! I can't be falling for a dude-

Well...You are straight.

From a different world-

Well...That's the world you're currently in.

Who's the Kazekage!

Well...Oh come on! So what? He's a dude. Who's in power. Who has cool ninja moves. and if you haven't noticed- Is pretty hot!

Of course I noticed, but-

Oooohhhh! You think Gaara's ho-o-t!

So do you!

Yeeees, but I am you, so it's ok.

What?

I don't know...Is it just me or is me hungry?

...What?

YOU'RE HUNGRY! Which means I'm hungry. We need NOM NOMS!

Fine, fine! But just for the record I do not like Gaara, at least like that! Yes, he's nice, and cool, and very attractive, but come on! He's my silent and calm sensei while I'm just a weird girl from another world!

*sighs* If you say so.

I do! Anyways, to the kitchen!

As soon as I walked into the kitchen I knew exactly what I would make. Do you? If not, DO YOU EVEN KNOW ME?! I started making, yes, pancakes! However, I decided to sing something totally unrelated.

"Nah! Nah! Nah! Singin' the Spaghetti song!

Yah! Yah! Yah! Better eat it up, bitches!

Oh! Oh! Oh! This Spaghetti song is rockin'!

Woo! Woo! Woo! This Spaghetti song is flockin!" (AN: *cries because this was from my other Naruto fanfic that this site deleted out of nowhere because of a swear word in the summary*)

WHACK!

"OUCHY!" I held my head that was now in minor pain. I turned away with a small growl, ready to release my wrath. "What was that for Kankuro?!"

"Did I just hear cussing?" He asked, mockingly, looking down at me with one eye open and his nose up in the air egotistically.

"Yes. And it wouldn't be the first time."

"True. But yah know, you don't seem like the type to curse." He leaned against the kitchen counter.

"Never judge a book by it's words."

"It's, never judge a book by it's cover." He sighed at me.

"That's what I said!" I shouted, quickly moving passed him before he could say anything else. "Imma eat these on my balcony! If someone needs me, tell them to just come out!" I yelled to him.

When I was up in my balcony I leaned against the railing, and closed my eyes "It's so nice out here," I whispered, then pouted and began to mumble, "I can't believe my inner me keeps trying to hook me up with Gaara. Like, seriously, who does she think she is. Well... She's me but still! She's-"

"Hey."

"EEP!" I shrieked, And quickly turned with my hand over my pounding heart.

Talk about the devil! The Nice, Cute, Hot, Cool, Wonderful, Powerful, Amazing, Devil...Of awesome-ness and-

Hey! There's things goinh on in reality! Snap out of it!

It's all your fault! Putting stuoid crush things in my head!

Yeah, yeah! Sull later, focus now!

Oh, right!

"G-Gaara-sensei. What's up?" I stuttered out.

"Nothing. Just thought you weren't feeling fine again, and I told you...Gaara is just fine."

"Sorry. It's gonna get a little getting used to." I nervously chuckled. I let my hand fall to my side and leaned back against the railing.

"Are you okay? Your face is all red. Let me go get someone to-"

"N-no! I'm fine! I'm fine!" I paaced forward and anxiously grabbed his wrist. He turned around, wide eyed from my raised tone and the sudden contact. Just as quickly as they came, they turned back to his neutral stare, although this time his eyes held a hint of concern, as they looked at mine softly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Totally! I'm totally fine!"

Ugh, I'm such a dunce! That was reeaaal smooth, Abby! Real smooth! W-Wait, what is he doing? He's just staring at me!

He tugged his wrist out of my grip, and brought the back of his hand to my forehead. "You don't have a fever, do you?"

I gasped softly, and clenched my fists. My breathing even hitched before I held it, as if it would stop the ever growing redness on my face.

With realization from what he was doing, Gaara stiffened significantly, slightly blushed, and quickly took his hand away from my face.

"Well, since your feeling ok, I guess I'll go." He muttered, before heading for the balcony double doors

"U...Uh... Y-Yeah, thank you... For checking up on me." I tried to speak fluently, but was still in a daze. All I could manage to do correctly was stand there and stare at him with wide eyes like an idiot.

He turned around with a slight smile, "Goodnight."

"G-Goodnight, Gaara!" I blurted out, successfully withdrawing his title.

He nodded as a final recognition and left.

Well... That went better than I expected.

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