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"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Do it before I-I"
"Before you what? Tickle me with your dolls?"

I could see a vein pop out of Kankuro's head irritably as he gritted his teeth. "They are not dolls, and they could beat the living shit out of you! And for one, you don't even know the fundamentals of how great a weapon puppets are! You-"

"Yah, yah, yah." I plopped down on my bed, courtesy of the hotel which was courtesy of the Hokage, and waved an uninterested hand at the puppeteer, "They're dangerous, dangerous things. Gotcha."

"Argh! Why have you been so irritable and especially irritating the past few days?" He shouted, throwing his hands up in the air.

I looked away with a pout, my head rested on my hand which rested on my elbow which was was set up on my knee.

"I'm gonna go get Temari, ok?" He mumbled, already opening the door

Without an answer from me, Kankuro left quietly, shutting the door behind him.

When I was sure he was gone, I fell back onto the bed and sighed.

It's not like I wanted to be an utter bitch lately. During and after my little crying session to Gaara, begging him to not let me go, he kept telling me how I have to go, it's in the interests of all, and everything. I already know! It's just... I reallly don't want to have to leave Gaara again. When I found out I have to go to another country, I've been completely clinging to Gaara, then started to make my distance and getting pissed for having to go. Being torn from Gaara to my home world before was horrible enough. Maybe even traumatic.

"Abby."

I jolted from surprise and looked over to Temari, who seemed hesitant to talk to me.

I flipped unto my stomach, buried my face into my bed, and mumbled, "Hi."

I could practically visualize an irritated vein throbbing from her head before she flipped.

"GET THE FUCK UP!" She pushed me off the bed, causing me to collide with the floor.

"Ow." I mumbled, face down.

Here we go again.

"GET UP! ALL YOU'VE BEEN IS EMOTIONAL, THEN PISSY, THEN MOODY, THEN SAD, ARE YOU PMSING OR SOMETHING?"

"..."

"That's it. I'm gonna," I turned my head and peeked up to see she started rolling her sleeves up. Right when she was about to talk again, Gaara busted open the door.

He sighed, with a sweat dropf, "Good, you didn't try to beat her up yet."

"If you knew she was gonna try to beat me up you should have saved me." I
mumbled into the floor.

"What do you think I'm here for?" He asked

I shrugged.

"Well, you guys have a nice talk, and deal with everything soon. I don't know how much more of an emotion filled house I can take." Temari exasperated before making her way into the hall.

With a sigh, Gaara walked around me and sat on the bed. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I mumbled, once again into the floor.

"Get up."

"No."

I felt the sand curl around me instantly, which I anticipated.

I struggled, but once I was lifted off the ground, laid limp in the sand. I stopped and hung in mid air, as I stared down at the floor.

"What's wrong?" Gaara asked again.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Are you going to answer me?"

"I'm dead." I mumbled.

"Well then," I felt myself moving to the right and higher, "I guess I can just let the dead person drop."

My eyes widened as the gritty support dissipated around me.

I made a sound on the borderline of a scream and a yelp in fear, as I fell.

In a couple seconds, I fell with a soft landing onto Gaara. My arms found their way around his neck for dear life.

"Not funny!"

WHACK!

A nervous sweat dripped ran down my face, as I laid there on Gaara's lap not moving a muscle and my hand still outstretched from whacking his head. I was perfectly, nervously still. His eyes were covered by a dark shadow, and his mouth was slightly agape.

Uh oh.

In a swift movement, Gaara pushed me off of him onto the floor, and left the room with a slam of the door.

"..."

I sat up from being spread out on the floor, and sat there a couple seconds dazed.

"...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" I bursted out laughing, and clutched my stomach. "That was SO FUCKING FUNNY! HAHAHAHA!"

My laugh turned into a little giggled, as I tried to control my breathing.

When I finally calmed down, I sighed and got up, thinking it was best to go and apology to Gaara.

I skipped down the hall, and right into Kankuro.

"ITAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIII!" I held my nose, and screamed. "It's bleeding! It's bleeding! I'M GOING TO DIE, AND IT'S GOING TO BE ALL YOUR FAULT!"

Kakuro regarded with uninterest, "I see your feeling better."

I let go of my nose and looked up at him nonchalantly, "Yup. Guess I just needed a little laugh," I then scratch3ed the back of my head sheepishly.

He sighed out of thankfulness, "Good." He pats my head, and goes on his way, but calls back, "Just don't be so depressingly emotional again. It's kind of freaky how much of a mood swing you can have!"

"I don't have mood swings." I muttered under my breath, and started walking to Gaara's again.

You know that's not true.

...

...

Hello?

...Yah?

Is that you God?

No you idiot! It's your inner me!

My inner what?

Do you have amnesia or something?

No...Oooooh, I remember! Hi buddy!

Why, oh why did I have to be your inner me?

Don't worry, we're not all perfect.

Don't think I can't find a way to slap you.

Well then. Meanie.

Anyways, I must admit that hitting Gaara like that was extremely funny.

Psh, I know right? I didn't mean to do it, although in the end it gave me pleasure.

That's what she said.

I stood outside of Gaara's door, with my inner me's last sentence lingering in my head.

"YOU PERVERT!" I shouted.

Now, at that particular moment when I shouted, Gaara opened his door.

Gaara stood in the door way, with the same look, and again neither of us moving with an awkward silence seeming to hang in the air like an eery mist you see only in horror movies.

SLAM!

Gaara just retreated into his room and slammed the door in my face!

"Heeeeey," I whined, slamming my body into his door and sliding down it, "I'm sooorry for hiiittiiing yoouuu. P.S. That pervert comment wasn't for you! It was for myself! ... Kind of. It was for my inner me! ... Gaaaaarraaaa. Gaaarraaaaa. Let me iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin."

"No." I heard his response

"Why?"

"...Because."

"You suck."

"..."

"At least say a comeback!"

"..."

"Fine, I'll go over and talk to Kankuro," I pouted and mumbled, then shouted, "AT LEAST HE CARES ABOUT MY FEELINGS!"

"Mhm."

Instead of actually going over to bug Kankuro like I said I would, I sank to the floor then army crawled over to Gaara door and put my ear up to it, hoping to hear any indication of what he could be doing.

Now, I think I was doing a pretty good job, being all ninja like and stuff. Sadly, that wasn't enough to keep Gaara off my tail of stalking his room, and himself for that matter. So sadly, I screamed like a little girl when I saw a shit load of sand flow out of the cracks of his door and engulf me.

It felt strange being in sand. It felt as though I was just in there floating. I sat in the sand with hands covering my eyes. I felt the sand disperse around me, but didn't want to open my eyes, much less move my hands away from them.

I heard some scribbling that stopped suddenly, and a chair squeak almost soundlessly as it spun around.

"Open your eyes," An all to familiar voice commanded, almost like a sigh.

I peeked through the spaces in between my fingers, to see Gaara resting his elbow on the arm rest of his chair, and his head on his hand lazily.

"..."

"..."

"Do I amuse you, as I sit on your floor?"

"I want to know why you would think it would be amusing to sneak outside my door."

"Who ever said I sneaked outside my door?" I tried to hide the truth horribly.

He gave me an, 'Are you serious face?'

I sweat dropped, and answered, "I had nothing better to do...And I wanted to talk to you." I mumbled the last part, and kept mumbling as my blush grew redder. "Cause I'm leaving and all tomorrow...So that doesn't leave us with a lot of time. A-and I know I'm the one that wasn't using the time as needed, being all moody and everything, but it's because I don't wanna go, and-"

"Stop."

"But I-"

"I said stop. It's fine. I get why you are being emotional about it. I don't want you to go either, but as I've said it's something you must do. There will be times when I will have to go places as my duty."

"So, you'll have to leaving like I'm leaving now?" The sound of my hate for the idea filling my voice, as I got up, dusted myself off and moved closer to Gaara. He grabbed my hands, and tugged me towards him. I ended up sitting on his lap, with my face red again.

"Yes, but I'll bring you with me as much as I can."

"When why can't you come with me?"

He sighed and rolled his right shoulder, from what I believe was tension, "You know I can't do that. I have papers to fill, papers that come in, papers that go out, missions to assign, something can pop up, and I can't leave someone in charge for such an unknown amount of time."

I pouted in sadness, then sighed. I tried to get off of his lap, but right when I began to move, his arms held onto me tighter.

"Let me gooooo!" I thrashed around, shouting. "To much depression! It's ruining my mojo!"

"No. You said yourself that you want to use our time together."

"So! That doesn't mean-"

I stopped suddenly, and whipped my head over to the sound of the door.

Kakuro stepped in, and right away sweat dropped, "Ummm...I'm guessing I came at a bad time?"

"No, no, no!" I shouted from embarrassment and pratically threw myself off of Gaara's lap, althought to my own dislike...It was actually comfy on there.

"What is it?" Gaara asked, with the sound of authority. KAZEKAGE MODE, TRANSFORM!

"The council needs, in their words, 'A very short conference,' with you."

Gaara got up, "I wonder how short it will actually be,' then looked over at me, "I'll be back as soon as I can."

They both left, and Kankuro waved.

Well then...

"Whaaat am I supposed to do now?" I asked aloud, then got a quite brilliant idea.

I got back on the ground, and crawled under Gaara's desk. Luckily it was big enough for me, and some leg room.

I waited for about twenty minuted before I heard Gaara's door creak open once again, and light footsteps that stopped in the middle of the room. After a couple seconds they walked towards to the desk. I could see him now, looking around the room for me and guessing I already left, probably following something that caught my eye, or deciding to bug someone else, before going back to his work. He sat down at his desk, and I couldn't help but to sweat, and to back up into the desk more drop when Gaara put his legs back under his desk. I heard him move some papers on top of his desk, and writing on some others. I waited a few moments for the right time...

"BOO!" I screamed as loud as I could, and grabbed Gaara's legs.

He jumped with the most frightened expression out of his seat, sand surrounded him, and he got into an attack position.

I crawled the rest of the way out from under his desk, and looked up at him with big eyes.

"Pfft!" I sat on my knees, put my head down, and covered my mouth, stopping me from giggling or laughing to hard.

I peeked up to see Gaara looking down at me with an embarrassed, bright blush, and narrowed, glaring eyes filled with temporary hate.

"I'M SO SORRY! But your expression was so cute! Ahahaha! You looked like a frightened puppy!...Or a racoon, but either way it was so cute!"

"Get ou-"

"NO!" I screamed suddenly, knowing what he was going to demand. "No, no, no! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Let me stay!" I begged at his feet. "I wanna spend time with you like I said!"

"It's already late." He pointed out.

"So," I pouted, then blushed and looked to the side. "That just means," I got up and jumped into his bed, "we can spend the night together!"

I was already making myself comfy in the big extravagant bed of the Kazekage.

Gaara looked at me from his spot in the middle of the room with an unsure expression. He took hesitantly walked to the bed and pulled the cover up, ready to get under it.

"Ah, wait!" I shouted and stood up on the bed, and jumping off of it. "I have to get something comfier on!" I ran to my room, got changed and came back.

I barged into his room wearing loose, black shorts and a loose fitting white t-shirt, much like my usual one except this one was short sleeved, and didn't show my shoulders, but was so baggy that it showed just a bit of one.

Gaara was sitting on the side of his bed, with his gourd leaning against his desk. He also got changed into a white muscle shirt and black sweat pants.

Oh my...

Oh my what?

Nothing...

Your soooo attracted to him right now, aren't you?

Shut up! No! ... Yes! ...Maybe...He is looking pretty fine right now.

Well, you do have all night to make your move.

I'm not going to molest him or something in his sleep!

Oh, come on. We all know you were thinking about it.

Was no-

"Abby?"

"Huh?" I snapped out of my little argument with my inner me, to see Gaara with a confused look. Probably wondering I was just standing there like a weirdo.

Without a word, I scampered into bed with Gaara.

And although, I thought it was going to be kind of awkward, I thought about something...And almost face palmed!

Ok, It's not like I was never in a bed with Gaara. I mean we did do stuff...Not the whole way! Oh, god, not the whole way! One thing every one knows about me, well at least my best friends or even anyone that the conversation comes up with, is that I'm completely against drugs, and having sex before marriage. Call it old fashioned, modest, respectful. Whatever. It's not even the fear of getting pregnant, or that I don't think I won't stay with Gaara. I just think it's something that should and can wait. I mean, what's the point of even having a honey moon, if the grand finally already happened?

Anyways, my point is, is that I have never not laid or cuddled with Gaara in bed. Therefore, I didn't treat it as if I haven't. Right away I got close and cuddled up to him, laying my head on his chest. He seemed kind of tensed and confused at first, but seemed very grateful that I did what I did, because a few seconds later I felt his arms wrap around me. And, although I wanted to spend as much time as I could with Gaara, I would have to do it as I slept, because feeling the warmth and secruity, I fell asleep in moments of laying down.

"Bye-Bye!" I waved to Temari, Kankuro, and Gaara, as I leaned over the rail of the ship which was just moments away from departing for Kirigakure.

With a tug the ship started moving, causing me to almost fall.

"Byyyeee! I love you all! Ah-Wait!" I quickly put my hands behind my neck, and undid my necklace.

"Gaara! Catch!" With all my strength, I threw the necklace out to him.

I almost panicked when it fell into the water, but thanked the heavens with a relieved sigh when Gaara caught it with his sand.

I shouted once more back, "I don't care how girly it may look! Hide it under your shirt or something, but you HAVE to wear it until I come back! I love you!"

Although Gaara didn't shout back, not his thing I guess, I saw that cute, rare smiles of his he only gets when he's really happy where he puts his head down, as the small smile get's a little bigger, and his eyes narrow and he let's out a little sigh/breath, kind of like a silent chuckle or laugh. It's so cute!

Ugh, I miss them already, then noticed something.

"Damn...I'm well traveled for my age."

I'M SO SORRY IT'S LATE! HOLY FUCKERY I PROCRASTINATED LIKE A SHIKAMARU!...Unless, he just get's it done with early...ANYWAYS, Please update! I'm just about to work on the next ch. :3