I tried to lengthen this but it didn't work sorry ahead of time I'm falling asleep at the keyboard. Please review.
By the time the guys returned Sakura was informed that each man would have a room of their room but the bathrooms would have to be shared. She explained that her own bathroom was off limits by penalty of death. She decided that the only man that would ever step foot in her bathroom would be her future husband... maybe. Once the men settled in and unpacked many went to sleep. Around midnight Sakura went for a walk in the little garden. That's where she found Gaara meditating. He looked majestic bathed in moonlight. His dark red hair seemed to flow in the wind like hell fire as it swept across his pale skin. His eyes still held the dark circles that would make his Aqua eyes stand out had they been open. His face was set in an almost blank expression. His face had become firm through the years his jaw was strong,and his lips were a half shade darker that his face.
Her eyes swept further down his neck to his topless chest. His chest was muscular like the rest of his visible body, but not so much that it looked unattractive. He obviously kept to his training she decided. His breathing barely causing his abdomen to push against his pectorals raising and lowering them in a steady flow. His arms were incredibly strong looking even as they rest upon his crossed legs that were hidden by a pair of loosely fitting maroon sweat pants. The dim almost golden draw strings left untied and dangled dangerously close to his lower more sin inspiring areas. She gasped as his eyes snaped open with little warning. His sand wrapping around her and drawing her close.
"It is impolite to stare Sakura." Gaara allowed a slight smirk to lift his lips as the sand deposit her in his lap. She was breath taking, and tempting almost to tempting. Her almost silver pink locks caressing her shoulders and chest barely covered by a black muscle shirt that ended just under her breast. The skin of her abs felt smooth with little interruption from the few scars from her line of work. Her tight black shorts hugging her hip gave little to imagine a they were barely able to reach her thighs which led to her endless legs. She could easily drive a man to madness if she chose to. Kami knows that she wasn't aware of the effects she had on him by watching him so closely.
"I didn't mean to disturb you Gaara." She attempted to apologize by was quickly silenced with a single finger placed upon her petal soft lips. He was cradling her causing their skin to touch causing a heat to ignite across her flesh. His eyes refused to release her own as his finger trailed down over her lips to her jaw agonizingly slow making her aware of the tenderness in his touch. Capturing her chin between his thumb and index finger he tilted her head back slightly. His thumb began to rub circles upon the tender flesh of her stomach causing her to either gasp or moan she couldn't tell and he didn't care to examine it at that moment. His lips descended upon hers drawing her closer to him as he pulled away. He would only allow a small sample so she wouldn't become alarmed. He hadn't planed to see her after she had retired for the night which made ot harder on his already strained libido.
"Do you know what you do to me? A lesser man would have taken you by now." She was stunned to say the least. No man had ever kissed her this was and if she was completely honest she was scared. Not of him, but of herself. She knew all to well the human body could betray it's owner and even fool the mind to think lust was love. Gaara, no matter how powerful was still a man. A very sexy man which carried more danger. His smell, touch, and taste all screamed testaments to this fact.
"Sabaku No Gaara release Sakura at once. You have no right to touch her that way." Came a voice from the shadows causing both Gaara and Sakura's attention to shift. Gaara's sand shifted dangerously around the two as his eyes narrowed. So he had come from the shadows to challenge Gaara. This did not amuse Gaara in the least.
"Hatake that decision does not belong to you. I would if she so requested." Gaara stood drawing Sakura closer to his chest had no right to give them orders. If Sakura found no error in this then why should he.
"Sakura tell him you want down... NOW!" Kakashi barked ready to rip her from Gaara's arms if necessary. Sakura almost whimpered as her self confidence began to abandon her.
"No." Sakura spoke in almost a whisper barely audible to Gaara who's eyes widened. She was choosing him over Kakashi and for some reason his pride seemed to swell.
"What did you say?" Kakashi asked with a look of disbelief.
"I said no Kakashi." Her voice was a bit louder now as some of her confidence was captured.
"Sakura your mind is clouded. Step away from him and I know that you'll agree." Kakashi tried to force her to comply exposing his sharingan. Gaara blocked her line of sight with his body almost snarling.
"Kakashi she can make her own choice. To use the Sharingan is a cowardice trick." Gaara argued back.
"She doesn't know what she wants." Kakashi countered. Sakura's head snapped up with a growl.
"It's ok Gaara let me down." Her voice held no regret but it held fury Gaara noted as he gently set her upon her feet. Placing a chased kiss to Gaara's cheek she looked to Kakashi with resolve in her eyes. Kakashi felt he had won but that was far from the truth. "Take off your mask Kakashi."
"You know I wont do that Sakura." Kakashi narrowed his eyes.
"Remove the mask Kakashi." She repeated.
"Why?" Kakashi snapped his sharingan spinning.
""I cannot love a man I have never seen." Sakura answered honestly.
"Then you cannot love me Sakura." Kakashi declared as if this reasoning would cause Sakura to change her mind.
"I expect to see you have left by tomorrow morning Hatake. Now if you'll excuse me I am going to bed." And with that she was gone. Leaving a very unhappy Gaara to deal with an even more pissed off Kakashi.