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Chapter 2

Sakura felt a familiar chakra signature approaching and she snapped her head around to look at the intruder. "Apparently none of you Sand men posses a shred of manners. There is a door to this room, when it is closed you knock!" She gave the puppet master a look that told an unspoken warning. Then without thinking she picked up the pillow that she had moments before being crying into and threw it.

Kankuro never thought that getting hit with a pillow would hurt. He was wrong. She threw it with such force that the pillow exploded and down feathers rained down on his head.

The picture it painted was ridiculous really and the two started laughing together.

Kankuro's eyes narrowed as he stains on the pink haired medics cheeks. "Sakura, where you crying?"

"NO!" she sniffled. "I just haven't gotten use to this climate and my eyes were watering." She knew that the lie would never be believed but she didn't care.

"Sakura you can't take what he says to heart. He is still catching up on the whole 'human interaction' thing and sometimes he puts his foot in his mouth." Kankuro thought that the woman that lay beside him was beautiful even when tear stained, but he decided that he better just keep his mouth shut.

Sitting beside her on the bed he pulled her into a quick hug.

Sakura looked up into his eyes and realized what a good friend she had in Kankuro. He would make being here bearable and she would just have to try her hardest to stay away from the Kazekage, "Since he finds me so repulsive."

Kankuro couldn't help himself as he reached up and pulled a strand of hair away from her head. "I personally love the color pink" With that he left the room.

Sakura wondered a little at his forward behavior. "He is just trying to make me feel better most likely." Strangely she didn't feel better at all. Gaara's words still stung and now she was creeped out by the puppet masters actions.

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Gaara looked up at Temari and wondered if he should ask about the feels that he was suddenly experiencing when he was around Sakura. He had just opened his mouth to speak when an angry looking Kankuro came back to the table.

Kankuro did not sit down. In stead he stood behind the chair that the pink haired woman sat in only moments ago. "Listen here Gaara. Whatever reason you had to hurt her like that you better just knock it the fuck off. She has enough stress to deal with rebuilding our medical unit pretty much from scratch and I am not going to let your piss poor behavior affect her anymore. She saved my life, and if it hadn't been for her your body would be lying in some shallow grave by that Akatsuki base so I suggest you put whatever problems you have with her aside because I'm not going to stand by and watch you treat her like shit. And if you ever make her cry like that again I will personally kick your ass."

By the end of his speech Kankuro was white knuckled as he gripped the seat before him. He had never spoken to Gaara this way and a part of him was afraid of the retaliation. Even without the demon inside him Gaara was a force to be reckoned with and as the Kazekage Kankuro knew Gaara could make his life hell for a long time to come.

Gaara couldn't help the swelling of pride he felt at his brother for standing up to him. Then another thought came to him. Gaara had made her cry. He wasn't quiet sure why such a small insult would make the woman cry, but he knew that he didn't want to be responsible for her tears. The thought that she had wept because of some backhanded comment that he had made "A comment I didn't even mean." made him suddenly angry with himself.

"Kankuro, I didn't mean for my words to hurt her. Honestly I don't even know why I said them since they aren't actually true. I mean to make it up to her." Gaara stood up and headed for Sakura's room.

Both Temari and Kankuro looked at their younger brother with open mouths. Kankuro spoke first. "I think you should just leave her alone. You made it clear that you find her beneath you and seeing you would just make her more anxious.

Kankuro's words were like a knife. Did he really make her feel those things? He had never really paid much attention to the woman it was true, but did he really lord over her like she was nothing? His face reflected the inner torment he felt and he turned away so that the scrutiny he felt directed at him from his brother and sister would dissipate.

"I don't feel like she is beneath me at all. She is kind and gentle and she cares when she shouldn't. She is the best medic ninja in the world and her strength rivals that of gods. She is beautiful inside and out and if anything I am beneath her. I will make it up to her somehow so she doesn't feel unwelcome." Gaara shifted his gaze back to his brother and he eyed him dangerously. "Oh and Kankuro... stay away from her. The last thing she needs is for your womanizing ass to play her a fool." Without so much as a single hand-sign Gaara vanished in a cloud of Sand.

Temari could barely believe the last 20 minutes of her life were real. Living here had certianly kept her on her toes. And now this exchange had left her with the feeling that more was going on between Kankuro and Gaara than defending the honor of Sakura. It was almost like watching two dogs fight over scraps. Temari was sure that Gaara would never develop romantic feelings for anyone after spending most of his life feeding the need to kill, but one thing was for sure, her dear stoic brother Gaara was jealous, and so was Kankuro. "Well this could get ugly.."

A/N: I know this chapter was shorter but the main thing I was trying to show with this one is that Kankuro is perfectly aware that he has some feeling for Sakura, and Sakura and Gaara are both oblivious to the fact that they have feelings for each other. Also I wanted to show that even though Kankuro is generally subservient to his brother he refuses to back down when it comes to Sakura, but is it for the reasons you think? Hope you enjoyed!