A/N: Yo, it's my first fiction so please don't be overly critical over my work, lol. Its a Sakura and Gaara fic so please enjoy. I guess all I can do is wait and if I don't repost for awhile its because of boring
uneventful school. But I promise you if you all like it and review I will update as soon as I can, promise!
Oh and before I forget and Noone wants that...
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! If I did, I would be veeeery happy and rich :D
Sighing with complete relaxation, a pink-haired beauty found herself completely and utterly happy, while slipping deeper under the bubbly foam that the bath surrounded her with. Her eyes slid closed, while her silky short pink tresses threaded around her face like a pink halo. Sakura Haruno was finally relaxed. Candles adorned the tub with incandescent warm glows.
'This is surely heaven.' she thought happily slipping under the soapy water, letting her thoughts drift like a soft flowing breeze. 'Nothing can go wrong.' But a short rap on her door told her otherwise.
"Who is it?" An irritated sigh passed her parted cherry lips, as she slipped out of the tub and into her pink bathrobe.
"Kakashi. We need to talk Sakura." her old sensi's voice made her chuckle with glee. 'I haven't seen Kakashi in a while. I wonder whats so important.'
"Hold on Kashi, need to dress." She glanced at the clock seeing it was 10:33 pm. 'Hmmm why is he here so late?'
The old nickname made the masked ninja smile fondly at the door. "Alright don't make your old sensi wait to long." He heard her scoff in reply, only making his smile broaden. A few minutes past and the door finally opened showing the smiling kunoichi dressed in red pajamas with little puppies and a line of white stretching down her pants.
"Long time no see, Kashi. What brings you here?" She asked moving to the side allowing him entery into her apartment. She motioned for him to sit on the couch, while she headed towards the kitchen. "Would you like some tea?" She glanced over her shoulder seeing the famous nod for her answer. Kakashi glanced about her apartment with his lone visible eye, taking in the bright sights of her home. 'Shes really doing good by herself.' he mused looking at her white walls finding the picture of Sakura, Sasuke, Naruto, and himself from when they were still team 7.
'Sasuke.' he frowned deeply, remembering the day Sakura, Naruto, Yamato, and Sai came back from the mission barely alive. Of course, after the encounter at Orochimaru's hideout, Naruto and Sakura trained harder placing the blame on themselves when Kakashi blamed it on his absence. Yamato was a great Shinobi, no doubting that, but he couldn't have known what Sasuke was capable of and how Naruto and Sakura would behave seening the missing nin again after all this time. But even Kakashi was mildly shocked on what Sasuke did to his old teamates. 'He's really become heartless.' Kakashi growled. 'Who would have guessed he would turn out like this?' Shaking his head he remembered why he was really here. 'And now...'
"Hello, anyone in there?" Sakura's concerned look drove the masked ninja to his sences.
"Sorry Sakura, I was just thinking over things." He smiled apologetically and rubbed the back of his head. His smile was greeted with a hard glare as she poured his drink.
"Now, why are you here?" she asked, pouring the last of the tea in her cup. She sat down on the opposite side of him and placed her head in her heads.
"Well Sakura...where do I began." He paused, placing one finger to his lips in concentration. A deep frown was placed on his lips, his lone eye showed his worry and contempt. "Sakura, this isn't going to be easy to hear."
"What is it?" her sudden seriousness shocked him but he quickly recovered.
"Kakashi out with it." She bit her upper lip waiting to hear dreadful news.
"Sakura, Sasuke is coming back here." Kakashi saw Sakura's face drop, pain flashed in her emerald orbs.
"W-why?" Her voice was unsteady with emotion, 'Damn him! Why is he coming back after all these years?' Tears threatened to spill over. She couldn't stand him after what happened in Orochimaru's hide out years ago. When he almosted killed her teamates, she swore she would no longer care for him, but as hard as she could, she couldn't hate him. Naruto felt the exact same way as she did. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts she just sat there, waiting for Kakashi to finish.
He faced away, not bearing the pain etched on her delicate features as she battled her emotions. "He wants you Sakura. Its not clear why, but he's coming here for you." His head clenched the chair hearing a choked cry escaping from her lips.
"I-I don't u-understand." She stammered craddling her head in her hands. 'Stop acting like a baby Sakura, pull it together. You can totally protect yourself.' her inner yelled, 'Besides, do you really think Naruto, Sai, Kakashi, or anyone else would let him get you? I think not. Lets show Sasuke we are not the same weak little girl he once knew!' Sakura smiled to herself, lefting her head up. Her inner was right, she was not the same little girl she was at 13.
"Let him come." A dangerous light glinted in her eyes. 'Yes, let him come.' she thought. 'There will be a big surpirse coming to him. I will not go with out a fight.' A small smirk played across her lips as she got up and went to the door. "If you don't mind Kakashi, I would like to get some sleep."
"Well Sakura you didn't quite let me finish. The Hokage would like to speak to you first thing tomorrow morning, 9:00 am sharp." He moved quickly off the couch and outside of her door. "And Sakura."
"Yes Kashi?" She folded her arms waiting for him to finish.
"Be careful." With that the masked ninja disappeared in a whirl of smoke. 'That I will Kakashi, that I will.' She laughed lightly while closing the door. She moving to her bedroom and jumped into bed. 'Tomorrow is sure to be an eventful day.' she scoffed closing her eyes unaware of the pair of blood red eyes that glared at her.
A/N: Yes I'm done! I know its short but bare with me it will get longer, I promise. It's just getting started :D
Well I'm out, so review, review, review! silent thriller