I wake up the next morning, looking around. Last night comes back to me, and surprised, I fall off the couch and onto the hardwood floor. "Ouch." Wincing slightly, I get up and stand for a few minutes. No one comes downstairs, so I walk to the bathroom and wash my face, then move to the kitchen. As soon as I make the first chocolate chip waffle, I hear movement upstairs. Timika, I'm guessing. To my surprise, Gaara walks up to the kitchen doorway, and leans on it. "Morning," he mumbles out. I flash my sweetest smile at him. "Morning." He walks behind me and hugs me, resting his head on my shoulder. "Heard a small thump down here. Something happen?" I can't lie to him. "I uh, fell off the couch. Might have a little bruise on my hip from it." Gaara raises his head, giving me a tiny glare.

"Its not that bad!" I lift up the hem of my shirt a little, exposing my hip. A small red mark, just barely there, shows on my pale skin. He kneels down, taking a closer look. Blushing slightly, I go back to the waffles and return my shirt hem to its original place. Gaara looks up at me from his kneeling position, frowning. "I'm new to this whole dating thing. Remember?" I gulp, nervous. Gaara stands up, his hands on my hips. "So am I." An audible gag comes from the kitchen entrance. I look over Gaara's shoulder as he does the same. Timika looks at us, disgusted. "You said boys were gross sissy." I laugh lightly. "Timika, not Gaara and his brother. The boys at your school are now, but as you get older they get more.................attractive." As I say this, Gaara turns his gaze on me and glares. "By that, I mean in your eyes they actually start to become what a girl like you wants in a boy."

Timika thinks this over. "So, taller and cuter is what you mean?" she asks me. I nod, earning another glare from Gaara. Timika squeaks in joy and heads back upstairs to change. Gaara keeps glaring at me, so I glare back. "What? Its true for most boys," as my glare turns to a smile he can't be mad at. Gaara smiles lightly and gives me a kiss, then helps me with the rest of breakfast.

Temari comes down rubbing her eyes, dragging a half awake Kankuro behind her. He wakes up fully when his head hits the hardwood floor. "Ouch! Thanks a lot Temari." She gives him a death stare. "Only way to get your lazy butt out of your bed!" I giggle, drawing both their attention to me. They then look at each other again and burst out laughing. Gaara begins to chuckle, holding me close by the hip. Timika lays on the couch in a fit of giggles.

Once the five of us have eaten and I've changed, Timika clings to Temari's leg as I try to pry her off. "Kiki, do we have to go? Can't we stay just a bit longer?" she begs me. I growl softly. "No, sweetheart, we can't. We have chores at home that need to be done, and homework we both haven't touched yet. I'll talk with Temari and see if she wouldn't mind us coming over once during the school week. Okay?" I finally get Timika to let go. She sniffles as I usher her to the front door. "Okay." We both turn as I open the door to look at the Sabaku siblings one last time for the day.

"See you guys tomorrow?" I ask halfhearted. Gaara and Kankuro nod at me. I turn back and shut the door, ushering a sad Timika to the car.

Once at home, I stand outside a little longer as my sister goes inside to start her chores. "You seem down. Boyfriend dump you or something?" A cruel voice sends shivers up my spine. Standing at the foot of my driveway, outside my house, is Sasuke Uchiha. The power hungry, trouble making, emo kid. I glare at him. "No. Just a little sad to be separated until tomorrow." Sasuke smirks at me, and another shiver runs up my back. He has something planned. "I can make that sadness go away. Just let me help you," he says, walking up my drive. Sasuke keeps walking until his face is inches from mine, hands on either side of me on my car so I can't escape.

"No! Get away from me!" I cry out, pushing myself up against my car to increase the distance. He just closes it by pressing his chest against mine. "Let me help," Sasuke whispers leaning closer. I have no where to go, and I'm trapped, so I steel myself and receive what he gives me. A kiss on my lips. I feel disgusted with myself for allowing it to happen, but I was forced into the position. As he pulls away, I hear someone running up my drive.

"Kikima? Are you okay?!" Ino calls out, shoving Sasuke out of the way. I glance at her, nodding. Ino turns on Sasuke. "How dare you! Knowing she has a boyfriend! You might not be alive after tomorrow once Gaara finds out! He's the one person you don't want to cross. Or his brother, who just happens to be a senior! Get off this street! I don't want to see you ever looking at or even saying a word to Kiki! Now get!" Sasuke glares at Ino, then glances at me. "You know where to find me." He turns on his heels, his blue dress shirt and tie dancing with the wind.

Ino sighs. "You need to tell Gaara. He's your boyfriend, and needs to know what just happened. He won't let Sasuke get away with it." I watch Sasuke as he disappears, then I nod to Ino. "I plan on telling him now," I speak as I pull out my phone. Ino stands there, watching me as I dial Gaara's number. It rings once before he picks up. "Hey Kiki. You okay?" he asks, worried. "No. Two words just happened. Sasuke. Uchiha." Gaara is silent on the other line for a minute. "What did he do to you?" Gaara growls out. I take a few deep breathes to calm myself. "He..........he kissed me. Well, he forced me into a position were I couldn't move and forced his lips on mine." Again, Gaara goes silent. Then the line goes dead.

"Well?" Ino asks as I close my phone and slip it into my pocket. "I don't really want to talk about it........... But I think Sasuke is a dead man tomorrow." Ino gives me a worried glance, but shakes it off and heads home, wishing me a great rest of my day. I do the same, and go inside. Tomorrow is going to be a bad day.