Another GaaSaku story! I just REALLY wanted to make a GaaSaku vampire story. It's my favorite pairing, because Gaara-kun is so HOT! Lol…I'm obsessed with him, seriously. It's scary. Anyway, read on, and please review!

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Summary: Following a vampire home isn't always the best idea. GaaSaku

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Chapter 1:

Trapped

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This was not happening. She had not been tricked into following this guy to his condo. He did not turn out to be a freakin vampire! And yet here she was, pressing herself against the wall, trying to keep as far away from him as possible, while he sat on a couch, just staring at her with his dark green orbs, following her every movement.

He noticed how her chest rose when she breathed in, how her lips parted and closed shakily, and most of all how her body looked so damn inviting. If it hadn't been for all those years of waiting, his patience lengthening during that time, he would have pounced on her already, claiming her body as his.

Closing his eyes, he debated whether or not to calm her down; all he had to do was speak, and his voice would put her to sleep. But then again, she looked better this way, shaking with fear, her eyes wide. Something about her made it seem even more attracting.

Wouldn't hurt to calm her down a little; make her feel less scared of him. "How long are you going to stay on the floor? There's plenty of room on the couch."

She stands up slowly, walking over to the couch, her eyes never leaving him. If it meant living a little longer, then she'd follow any order he gave her. The couch was small, which meant she had to sit right next to him.

Sitting near the edge, she keeps her eyes on him, in case he tried to hurt her. Then she'd run. Even if he is hot, hotter than any guy she'd ever seen, she wasn't going to stick around to find out what he had in mind for her.

Her eyes travel to the left side of his forehead, where a love tattoo could be seen, his dark red hair covering most of it. Then they traveled to his eyes, which followed her in whatever she did, even when her hand shot up to put a strand of loose hair behind her ear. She clears her throat, but doesn't say anything.

"Aren't you going to ask me to let you go?" He saw her jump slightly, surprised.

She clears her throat again. "Even if I did…ask you, you wouldn't…let me go." Her voice was shaky, her hands clenching her skirt tightly. It had been freezing outside, but her damn girlish mind had planned to wear a skirt anyway; a freakishly short skirt. She felt his eyes look down at her legs slowly, stopping for a split second more on her thighs, where the skirt hid the rest of her skin. She could see the desire in his eyes, and it scared her even more.

"Why did you…bring me here?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Before she knew what was happening, he was laying on top of her, pinning her to the couch. His face was mere inches from hers, and he moves to whisper in her ear, "I want you."

Her eyes grow wide; she was too scared to scream. She could feel his breath on her neck as he spoke, "You really are the loveliest girl I've ever seen in all my years of living."

"A-And how long would that be?"

He chuckles. "Only a few centuries." He puts his lips on her neck, then asks, "Any more questions?"

She shivers. "You never told me your name."

"Aa." He lifts up his head to look at her face. "Sabaku No Gaara." He smirks. "No need to tell me yours; I already know. Right, Haruno Sakura?"

She nods, before she feels his lips pressed against her neck once again.

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She didn't know what to do. She surely didn't want to be here right now, under a (super hot) vampire, who was leaving soft butterfly kisses up and down her neck. At first she was scared shitless; there was no other way to describe it. But now…

Now, she couldn't hold it in any longer. And as soon as it escaped her lips, she knew that that moan would betray her; Gaara wasn't going to stop kissing her. And all because of her stupid betraying (and needy) body. Blushing, she starts squirming under him, trying to get him off, but he wasn't letting her go; not for now, at least. He wasn't finished yet.

Then, as if it was too good to be true, he lifts his head up and looks down at her. But of coarse, it was too good to be true. And before she knew it, he was pressing his lips against hers. This really pissed her off; her anger didn't last long though. She was actually enjoying it; he wasn't being rough. No, it was the complete opposite; he was so gentle and soft it almost made her want to shake him up a little, make him kiss her harder.

Another blush creeps onto her cheeks. Oh god, what was she thinking? She didn't even know the guy, and yet here she was, making out with him on his couch, in his condo!

The lack of air makes them separate, and Sakura found that her hands had somehow made their way into his hair. She wasn't even breathing normally before she felt his lips press against hers once more, this time a little harder than before. This time she kisses him back with the same needy feeling, feeling him press his body closer to hers.

"Sakura…" He liked the way her soft body felt against his; it excited him. Too much, because he couldn't stop himself from wanting to touch her, couldn't control himself like he always did in any other situation. But she just felt so damn good against him it made him forget everything, and his hand moved down from her waist, going lower, lower until it got to the hem of her skirt, where he slips his hand under her skirt, making Sakura half-gasp half-moan.

He takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch of it, wanting to memorize every part of her body. She was his, after all. Well, she soon would be, anyway; he'd make sure of that. Maybe she could even be his mate…

The door slams open, and Gaara was off the couch and next to the door in less than a second, about to kill whoever had interrupted him. A low growling noise could be heard coming from him, although he didn't make a move to hurt the intruder. "What do you want, Naruto? I'm…busy."

"Oh, sorry." He looks over Gaara's shoulder at Sakura, who was now trying to hide behind the couch, her face redder than a tomato. "Vinny got out again; thought you should know."

"How long has he been out?"

"About two hours. Nobody noticed until they went in to feed him, that's when they noticed he was gone." His voice was already low, and he lowers his voice even more when he says, "Dude, he hasn't eaten in days, he'll go on a killing spree if we don't find him soon."

Gaara sighs. What would they ever do without him? "Anybody already looking for him?"

"Neji and Shino were the first to go after him. They think he might have gone back to his place, where his mom used to live before she was killed."

Gaara was walking to a small table next to the door, rummaging through the drawers, looking for something. "The Organization isn't going to be too happy about this, you know that, right? If he kills another one, they have the right to execute him. We won't have a say in it."

"But--"

"It's written in the pact, Naruto. Stop trying to fight those rules. It'll cost you your life." He hands Naruto a small red object, before turning to look out the window. "Now get going; we've got to find him before he kills anyone."

Naruto nods. "Right." And disappears in a blink of an eye.

Sakura had been watching the whole time, thinking that maybe Gaara had forgotten about her. But she was proven wrong when she feels two strong arms wrap around her waist, pulling her closer. Her heart was beating faster than she thought was possible; she knew he could hear it.

Leaning down to whisper in her ear, she could feel his warm breath tickle her skin, sending shivers down her back. She liked that feeling…

"Stay here, and don't try to run away. If another vampire is within fifty miles of here, he can smell you out instantly; my scent is all over you. There are a lot of them who wish nothing more than to see me dead. So stay put and don't get yourself killed."

Before she could say anything, the warm pair of arms disappeared, and so did the owner, leaving her alone for the first time since she'd arrived.

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Why was she so sad to see him go? It's not like she was worried about him; she didn't even know him at all, except for his name…and besides, he'd brought her here just to mess around with her; that, she was sure of. He was all over her before she could even say no, for crying out loud!

She shouldn't be worrying about him. She wasn't. Was she?

Darn.

She was.

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Something from the past suddenly popped into her mind, and she knew it was because of what had happened today.

She had been talking to Ino about love two years ago, and how wonderful it must feel to be with someone because of that. Well, Ino was the one talking, Sakura was just listening. And out of nowhere, she'd asked Sakura if she believed in soul mates. And at the time, she'd thought it was pretty stupid; but when he'd said her name a few minutes ago…she felt like it fit her perfectly the way he said it. What if she was meant to stay with him? She had half the mind to just stay with him here; her life sucked, so why should she go back? And besides, vampires were after her too; Gaara could protect her.

How lame…I'm acting like he's my long-lost love…Pfft, as if. I bet all he wants is…well, what every guy always wants, then he won't care if I die. Probably even kill me himself…

Her stomach interrupted her thoughts. Right; she was hungry. I wonder if vampires eat normal food?

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Now that her stomach was full, her mind drifted off to the conversation she'd overheard earlier. Who was that guy, Naruto? One of Gaara's friends? Did Gaara even have friends? And that small, red object he'd given Naruto, what was it? Some sort of weapon?

Question after question popped into her mind, all about Gaara.

But the most important one, the one that seemed to nag at her insides the most was: Why did he choose her, when he could have chosen out of all the girls out there way prettier and sexier than her?

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