To Tame a Beast

A/N: Okay, I apologize for the delay in updates, I promise to have the next one up soon! Starting next chapter, the story will also contain the long awaited lemons. Lemons are yay! :D It has also been brought to my attention that I forgot to tag Gaara as OOC. As punishment, I will run 1000 laps around my computer...



--Wulfrik







Part 3:







Lee charged toward Gaara with full force, intent on crushing the monster that dared make the moves on Sakura. Gaara didn't seem at all worried about the situation, and simply braced himself for the impact. To Sakura's surprise, Lee's fist met its mark, crashing into Gaara's head with an almost sickening sound. The sound of bones breaking and skin being torn echoed through the area. However, it wasn't Gaara who was injured by Lee's fierce punch. Sakura's eyes widened as she saw Lee clutch his profusely bleeding hand in agony. Gaara just stood over him, bearing his teeth like a beast closing in on its prey.



"I suppose I should've given you a handicap. But then again, most people are wise enough not to fight me to begin with. Your knuckles are broken, aren't they? Not a surprise. You see, the last time I was arrested it took eight officers to bring me down. They succeeded when one of them shot me in the head. Wasn't necessarily a bad thing actually, got a steel plate up there now. I can't feel a thing."



He seemed to emphasize this by knocking his forehead, which was still covered in Lee's blood.



"Let's hurry up and finish this, billboard-brow. I know you're a busy man, protecting everyone from creeps like me. Besides, I've got that victory blow-job to look forward to. Hey, maybe if you're still conscious I'll let you watch."



Re-armed with anger, Lee charged Gaara again. This time, holding a kunai in his uninjured hand.



"You stay the hell away from Sakura-chan!"



Sakura didn't know what to do. Lee would be in great danger when Gaara decided to stop toying with him. He seemed to be intentionally letting Lee slice open his skin, his smile becoming more feral at the sight of the blood streaming in front of him. He only hissed in pain once, when Lee's kunai pierced clean through his upper arm. Even then the only emotion he showed was the excitement of watching blood run down his arm. She saw him assume a familiar stance, and immediately knew he had grown impatient and was about to fight back. Gaara caught Lee's leg in mid kick and smiled as he brought his elbow down hard. Sakura gasped in horror upon hearing the snap his bones made as Lee's leg caved in, and his knee was bent in the opposite direction. Gaara towered over Lee's helpless form, pausing as if to give him a chance to beg for his life.



Without a second thought, Sakura dashed forward and wrapped her arms around Gaara, pinning his hands to his sides. It took him a moment to realize that the dampness he felt on his back was caused by her tears.



"Gaara, stop it! Please, don't hurt him anymore! Lee-san was only trying to protect everybody. And on top of that...when Tsunade-sama finds out...they'll come back here for you. Gaara...they'll have you killed!"



He froze upon hearing her mention his death sentence. She was right; there wouldn't even be a trial. The authorities already had their permission to execute him if necessary. His mind snapped back to Lee, who was still crumpled before him.



"No, Sakura-chan. Tsunade-sama will NOT hear about this. Not for his sake, but for the sake of my reputation, nobody will ever find out about this. I should never have tried to take him on, and so as far as I'm concerned, this never happened. Get Gaara out of here, I can have Ten-Ten help me get home."



"But, Lee-san..."



"I'll be okay, Sakura-chan. The only thing that was seriously injured was my pride. I've had plenty of broken bones before, this is nothing new. Now go."



She knew it was pointless to argue with Lee when he was like this. Unwillingly, she left him there, taking Gaara with her. She led him off the school grounds, taking the back roads as they made their way through town. It occoured to Gaara that he had no idea where she was taking him, but he followed her anyway, happy to be away from the school. They stopped in front of a small house that Gaara assumed to be hers, and she led him inside. Sakura motioned for him to stay put in her living room while she rooted through some drawers and cupboards. She headed his way with what appeared to be a small first-aid kit, and a pile of bandages.



"Just stay there, okay? I don't need you tracking blood all over my house. I can't take you to Tsuande-sama or any doctor around here or they'll find out what happened. You're lucky my parents are gone for the week, they'd kill me if they knew I brought you here to treat your wounds."



Gaara watched as she started to pull various bottles from the box.



"So, one minute you're trying to stop me from killing someone, then you go all concerned medic on me. I'm fine; it's only a few scratches."



"We'll see about that, take off your shirt."



Gaara smirked. "I like where this is going."



Sakura didn't know what shocked her more, the fact that he looked like he'd been playing tag with a chainsaw, or simply the sight of him without his shirt. She felt herself blush, but tried to stay as professional as possible while she looked over his wounds. She frowned slightly when she noticed the blood patterns around the cuts on his arms.



"Gaara, tell me you haven't been licking at these..."



He blushed in embarrassment and turned his head away. Sakura took that as a 'yes'.



"I shouldn't have even asked, all animals lick their wounds."



He didn't speak to her while she cleaned him up. It embarrassed him, watching her wash him off with warm, wet towels. It made him feel like a little kid, but at the same time, it was oddly comforting. He didn't know what to think when she started disinfecting his cuts, and blowing lightly on them in attempt to lessen the pain. She had even gone so far as to hold his hand while she stitched up the wound on his shoulder. Sakura noticed the slightly annoyed look on his face, almost masking the blush that had been there since she started treating him. She laughed quietly at his embarrassment, annoying him even further.



"What the hell are you laughing at?"



Sakura smiled. "Nothing. But you know, the way you're getting all worked up over me tending to your wounds doesn't exactly suit you."



"I didn't ask you to do anything. I came here under the impression that I was going to get my reward for winning the fight. At this point, I think I deserve more than just a little head for putting up with all those stitches."



"I don't think so. But since you were such a good boy, I guess I could give you a cookie."



"A cookie?! What the fuck is wrong with you? I don't want a damned cookie! I don't even like cookies! I want..."



He was silenced by a swift elbow to his stomach. Gaara decided that the bruise there would probably never go away while Sakura was around.



"Shut up, and sit down. You'll re-open your wounds if you keep thrashing around like that."



"Then YOU shut up and fuck me already! I think I've been through enough shit today, I've earned my rights to a long night of hot sex."



"Maybe we'll talk about it after you calm down, stop thinking with your dick, stop picking fights with everyone, stop trying to scare away everyone you meet, stop breaking things, bathe regularly, and control that damned temper of yours!"



"You say we can talk about it, does that mean you'd really do it? You DO like me don't you?"



"I'd like you a lot more if you weren't such a beast."



"Give me one good reason to change."



He stood over her, not quite as tall as when his boots were on. Sakura felt his warm breath against her face and realized how close he was. It also occurred to her that at this point he had won; she wanted him, and he knew it.



I guess I really do have a thing for 'bad-boys'...



She ran her fingers through his hair before letting him bring his lips down to hers. It wasn't long before he grew impatient and ran his tongue across her lips, begging for entry. Sakura allowed it, nearly moaning with the new sensation that began to take over her body. Without breaking their kiss, Gaara pushed her back against the wall and lifted her hips up to meet his, like he had done earlier in the school hallways. This time however, Sakura wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing her even closer against him and giving her no possible way to ignore his arousal. He looked into her eyes, lips curving into a playful smile.



"So, Sakura-chan...I take it you're not afraid of me anymore?"