Angry

'How do I get myself in these situations?' Sakura wondered dully. She was escaping from Suna at a rapid speed. The damn red-head probably was near her now. All of a sudden tendrils of sand attempted to grasp on her. She gasped and hastily quickened her pace. 'Heck it all! All I did was play a one prank on him! ' She cursed mentally. There were trees in view. She was getting farther from there.

Flashback no jutsu!

The pinkette set the oldest prank in the book in front of Gaara's door. A bucket of water. How simple was that? She didn't actually think that he was going to fall for it. For God's sake, he was a Kage! But nooooo. Gaara opened his bedroom door and was spllaasshheddd with water. She was hiding in the hall near his bedroom and barely suppressed a snort. And next thing she next she felt killer intent directed toward her and she ran out of Suna for her dear life.

Flash no jutsu: Kai!

'It on Naruto's dare too! Just because I couldn't deal with him mocking me!' She thought angrily.

Then she thought of something. She was the Hokage's damn apprentice! Why in the world was she running from the Ichibi holder? She asked herself whether she could apologize without getting crushed to smithereens. She saw the grainy brown sand still persisting her and was frantic. 'He's going to kill me!'

But instead of running again she hit the ground with a chakra powered punch causing a small earthquake.

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The red head jumped before losing his step in the earthquake courtesy of her. He was only pursuing her because no-one, repeat that, no one made a fool out of him. He was already in a bad mood before he was doused with water. He felt murderous and felt her chakra in the hall. He slowly approached the girl before she ran away.

He concentrated on the girl before him, his sand already heading toward her successfully trapping her arms. The redhead heard her cussing as she attempted to get out of his sand grip. Gaara advanced toward Sakura slowly.

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Sakura glared defiantly at him. " Are you mad at me?"

" No, (she sighed in relief) I'm not mad. I'm angry!"

Sakura flinched away from his face that was right in front of her. Gaara grabbed her chin made it face toward him. " Do not look away when I'm talking to you , Haruno."

"I can do whatever I want." Sakura hissed toward Gaara.

His sea foam-colored eyes narrowed dangerously. Then a sly grin came over his face. " She has a sharp tongue," The demon inside him thought, " put it to good use!" He giggled pervertedly.

'I might just do that.' The red head thought. He had to admit she was easy on the eyes. Her deep viridian eyes, her pastel pink, silky hair, and of course her full, luscious pink lips.

"I don't care if you're angry because it was just a prank! You're a damn Kage anyway! You shouldn't be so-"

Gaara's lips crashed down on her and she was stunned. He bit down on her lower lip and she gasped. Taking advantage of her open lips he slipped his tongue in. His sand put her down but Gaara used his body to push her tree. Sakura was absolutely dazed. She knew the red head was good looking, his mouth ravaging hers, his rather, nice body against her was too much. He growled to encourage her to use her tongue. She responded, their tongues fighting for dominance. He explored her mouth and enjoyed her taste, while she was doing the same. Her hands came up rubbing his back sensuously, her other tousling his crimson hair. His hands in her hair and on her neck. Then they broke apart for air, gasping.

"I think I really like it when you get angry."

"Me, too."