(Part 1: because tumbr is refusing to post it all at once!)
COMPLETED Fics in 2025, on Archive of Our Own.
There were 47 newly complete GaaSaku on AO3 last year!🎉💞
ANGEL by skyelukk
En este mundo, cuando una mujer cumplía 18 años, el nombre de su alma gemela aparecía en la piel del hombre destinado a ella. Para algunos era una bendición pero para otros una cadena y quienes no tenían marca vivían en angustia.
Todo cambió con la Plaga, cuando los muertos comenzaron a caminar. La marca dejó de ser símbolo de amor y pasó a representar supervivencia y dolor. Encontrar a tu gemela podía significar tener a alguien en quien apoyarte pero también perderla brutalmente. Algunos odiaron su sello, otros lo anhelaron por toda su vida.
La oscuridad no solo destruyó cuerpos, también destinos y cada persona quedó atrapada en una sola desicion como una condena: aferrarse al nombre en su piel.
time can do so much by SafelyCapricious
Sakura isn't sure if Gaara had been avoiding her before or if he'd just been busy, but after the meal that Kankuro drags her to, she sees him everywhere. Which is really problematic because he is hot now.
Or, well, he's grown into his looks. Something.
He talks softly, which shouldn't make her heart skip a beat, but something about how he'll look at her — physically down at her but not, you know, in a bad way. Just. He used to be shorter than her she thinks. He's not anymore. And his shoulders are broad and she's just glad that he still wears long sleeves that are on the looser side and she doesn't have to actually deal with all of that.
Because what she can see is enough.
Part 2 of unchained melody
Part 28 of Now-That's-What-I-Call-Fic-A-Day-November
As If Written by Ahoy_o_nym for KamuiK, aelibia, FallenInDreams
There comes a time in life when it becomes necessary to take the first step.
You don't have to do that toward, and with, someone able to match you step for step, and willing to do so.
But it certainly helps...
Hate How Much I Love You by OdyWrong
One shot collections of GaaSaku Fanfics, embodying the title itself—with different story flow.
How is yearning so consuming?
How much hatred needed for two souls to patch up their existing affection?
Kinktober 2025 - Sakura-centric by Harliqueen
Happy Kinktober! Pairings will change daily, but there are repeats! Sakura-centric, full of smutty-goodness.
Chapter titles will have chosen kink and pairing!
Day 24: Anal Sex: Gaara/Sakura
A Desert Flower by UNWANTEDSage
Naruto is banished from the village in a way worse than imagined. Temari finds him in the middle of nowhere, on the verge of killing himself and helps him out of his despair. Will Konoha ever regret ever letting him go? Naruto x Temari. Slight Konoha bashing.
Feelings, Old and New by RogueLadyCupid
Sakura and Sasuke have a moment after their altercation with the Sound ninjas. Little do they know Gaara is watching from afar.
How You Get The Girl by GaarasGoddess
When two people love each other.
Just Relax by FallenInDreams
“Welcome to Senju Spas.”
Where Sakura was having a great but normal day until her friends decided to play matchmaker between her and Tokyo’s favourite bachelor. By putting him on her massage table.
And she was wholly unprepared for him.
Admiration Buried in the Sand by OdyWrong
Sakura Haruno, a well known medic begins to discover the beauty of life without having to indulge in the pain a mere boy gave her. As she trod the path of honoring her valued promise, she unveiled an unexpected longing of a certain someone. Will admiration bloom into love when denial reeks?
The Whole Three Yards by LadyDyDy35
Parenting is a 24/7/365 commitment.
Kids get sick on their own schedule.
Even when Gaara has an early meeting the next morning.
Iced Caramel Macchiato, With a Shot of Serendipity by Koneko_taichou
Four months ago, struggling med student Sakura accepted a position at her friend's godfather's coffee shop to help make ends meet. Grateful for the opportunity, she didn't count on just how boring a position it would realistically be.
What she thought was just another ordinary closing shift quickly turns into a chance to practice her doctoring skills on an attractive stranger that just happens to fall through the store's back window.
Careful what you wish for?
Crush the World by LadyDyDy35
Sakura is in Suna for her medical mission when word of her engagement breaks through the marketplace and ANBU. Unfortunately for her, the rumor mill doesn't have her marrying Gaara.
After all, the Kazekage isn't in a relationship. Right?
Shenanigans ensue.
Part II of Crushed.
Quiet Contemplation by LadyDyDy35
Not every relationship can start with a spark, a bang, a crack of lightning on a dark and stormy night.
Sometimes they have to start slow, with a deliberate choice to keep going, keep trying, and keep putting pen to paper.
Sometimes, relationships flourish in the quiet and are nurtured by the time it takes a letter to travel 3,000km.
A series of letters over the years between Gaara and Sakura, where neither are sure if they're reading what's written, or reading between the lines to search for something they don't want to admit they're looking for.
Desperation by LadyDyDy35
Rumors of Sakura, the Kohona Shinobi who healed Kankuro and then left to rescue Gaara, are starting to spread through Suna. Each rumor continues to flourish and blossom into something new as the battle against Sasori makes its way to Suna.
Suna, like its Kazekage, isn't sure what to make of her anymore.
Only Suna Shinobi were supposed to thrive and flourish in these harsh conditions.
The Bond that Leads to You by LadyDyDy35
In the aftermath of Gaara's revival, both Sakura and Gaara are left reeling from Chiyo's sacrifice. Both have scars on their bodies, but it's the scars hidden inside that start to fester and keep them apart.
In the end, their hearts, and their new bond, won't let them.
Suna Crush by LadyDyDy35
This date was going to be perfect. Gaara had been working on the logistics of getting Sakura out of her evening meeting, keeping Naruto well away from them, and ensuring his siblings had plans so they wouldn't notice him missing since the start of the Summit. Their favorite street stand had even agreed to work with him, offering one of their rare tables for their dinner date.
The dango sticks after their orange stir fry were just an added bonus.
Finally, on the bridge over the river in Kohona, under the twinkling starlight and bright moonlight as they walked hand in hand, Gaara asked Sakura to marry him.
Part I of Crushed.
Split Decision by LadyDyDy35
Gaara is less than pleased when he's forced to attend the Kage Summit in the Land of Iron instead of preparing his Village for the impending war. Instead, he's being served on a silver platter as bait for Sasuke.
Sakura didn't expect Sasuke's tracks to lead her straight to the heavily guarded Kage Summit, but they do. For some reason, she's allowed in.
Sasuke forces Sakura to make a split decision, and he doesn't take her choice well.
Dialyze My Stupidity by LadyDyDy35
Gaara is a capable nurse in a busy dialysis center. Unfortunately, the rounding Nurse Practitioners seem determined to drive him up the wall.
Why did she have to smile at him like that?
New Light by LadyDyDy35
Gaara's consciousness is returned to his body after Chiyo drags his soul out of the Pure Lands.
Winter Wishes by Zelha (z3lha)
Christmas is around the corner, and yet, these two just can’t stop being themselves. Yet another Walking Together spin-off. Beware of teh fluffeh. GaaSaku.
Part 3 of Gaara/Sakura Collection
Aloe Vera by Zelha (z3lha)
Set between Walking Together shots. Married life in Sunagakure wasn't as easy as Sakura thought, especially under the merciless rays of the desert sun. Gaara, of course, is to be blamed for everything, according to her.
Part 2 of Gaara/Sakura Collection
Walking Together by Zelha (z3lha)
Following the same themes as the other collections, it's now up to Gaara to figure out how to handle an arranged marriage with a pink-haired medic that, somehow, he doesn't mind having around, bad temper and all. His siblings are all too amused by this.
Part 3 of Crimson Division Collection (Celtic Oak & Zelha)
Part 1 of Gaara/Sakura Collection
【我樱】仙人球开花还送花仙吗？ by Egrettazzz
8岁那年夏天，我爱罗种了两年的仙人球开花了。
原本应该在白天开花的仙人球一直到夜晚才盛开，而与它同时出现的，还有一个和花瓣颜色一样的女孩，就静静立在窗边，由月光模糊她的轮廓。
You're having a rough wipe. It's always kind of a lonely existence, you haven't had any even short-term unserious quadmates for the holinights of quadwipe in sweeps, but tonight is the worst one of the bunch. You were so close to having someone this time, after all! Just two perigees off before you got ghosted or she died or disappeared or ... you've got no idea. Still hurts though, but you'll live. You usually always do.
Still, you've got obligations to take care of. Karako hired you - for loose change and Tronopoly Money and marbles, but still hired - to look after his jadeblood friends, and one of them has been pacing around in a hole by Makeout Cliff since Rednight. Lynera, you think, the sort of... dangerous and fixated one. You don't want to surprise her by showing up and startle her into some sort of spiral, but you can't just leave her parked out there. So you whistle for a messenger raven to come pay you a visit while you work on preparing a meal. One of your old thermoses full of soup and one of the bento boxes tegiri made for you, cleaned up and filled with a sandwich and some little snacks and plenty of protein. Bundle it together, wrap it in newspaper and then a large handkerchief, and give it to the hiving raven to swoop down and drop off for the stranded troll, with a note:
(a gift from a friend. im not sure why you're out here but maybe it's time to head hive soon. stay safe.)
The raven caws and takes flight. That's one task taken care of. Who's next? You can tell Daraya is probably fine because she was bullying you on discorpse. Lanque is doing whatever he's doing but he's not one of the ones Koko wanted you to look after; he changed his mind on that one midway through the drawing, apparently. Bronya... you'll have to look into her when you get the chance, you messaged her about her missing cavernmate, but she must be busy with all the slurry related tasks of this wipe. Wanshi is probably with her moirail or Koko, but you make a mental note to check in on her too, just in case. Probably in the local group chats or something.
Mental tabulations complete, you sigh and get ready for the rest of your night. No sense moping around over spilled quadrants, you need coffee.
fourth fill for the charity commissions I took in april :)
first: HAPPY BIRTHDAY @tombliboos ie the commissioner SHUT UP IT’S STILL JUNE 3RD AS I PREPARE THIS POST I SAID I’D BE IN TIME AND I WAS ;)
second: I’m posting this fic on tumblr only mostly because I have no idea of how people outside the italian side of tumblr would find it, but here you go.
roman holiday, kylo ren/rey + finn/poe + rose; pg13; 5,5k ca; utter crack on a stick; pseudo warning for political-ish satire but really you only get it if you’re italian
in which rey, poe, finn and kylo go visit their friend rose who’s studying in Rome and end up experiencing the current administration.
features: fridges in the middle of the trash, sudden holes in the ground, stuck subways and bad public transport.
A/N: everything depicted in this fic actually happens/has happened irl. I know.
original prompt: Reylo/Stormpilot Modern AU. Trip to Rome. Rey, Ben, Finn and Poe are visiting Rose who's studying in Rome. They get stuck in traffic. Their car falls into a hole. They hear noises at night and people are leaving fridges on the street. Poe orders cappuccino after 11am and the barista refuses to serve him. Rose explains that according to her Italian friends, the new mayor can't do shit. Bonus if at some point it starts raining and they get blocked in the flooded subway.
Episode One: The Phantom Airport
“Guys,” Finn says excitedly as their plane lands on the ground. “Guys. Can you believe we’re in Italy?”
“Not to rain on your parade, but are you aware this is about the twentieth time you’ve said that since we left?”
“Ben, let him live, not all of us have been here twice already,” Rey says, putting an arm on her… well, Finn calls him almost-boyfriend and she’s not so sure she’s going to live it down because they’ve been dancing around each other since the first time they argued during their joint political studies class, but for now she’ll just settle for… friends. Probably.
The fact that he rolls his eyes and doesn’t pursue the topic gains her a look from Poe, who’s sitting next to Finn and looking like he’s going to burst in laughter.
“Don’t you dare,” Rey hisses in his direction.
“Fine, fine," he says, raising his hands up in defeat. “I’m going to keep my mouth shut. But yes, we’re in Italy, good thing because these seats are cramped. Hey, what did Rose say we should do?”
Finn takes his phone from his jacket’s pocket — formally Poe’s jacket but he hasn’t worn it in months, since they met, and why did they get to have the love at first sight moment and Rey still hasn’t quite figured out how to tell Ben she actually is into him?
Then again, when the guy you’re into seems to have a bunch of frankly horrid friends and is a TA for your political sciences professor and then it turns out that the aforementioned professor is treating him so badly (including convincing him to change his name legally, what the hell — good thing he’s gone back on it, even if he uses the changed name for anyone that’s not her or his parents for reasons she still hasn’t brought herself to ask) that he gets a full-on nervous breakdown among the rest, and after he ends up dumping all his old friends in exchange for being friends with you and, in turn, actually getting along with your friends, pushing it is hardly what you should do. According to Rey, at least.
She’ll come clean with him. Just not during this trip, since they’re all supposed to relax and not to get even more stressed.
“Uh, after we get the bags we should take the train from the airport’s station and she’d come get us, she’s rented a car. We can either pay a lot for one that goes to the main station in half an hour or pay half that for the one that goes to the secondary one and takes one hour.”
“One hour,” Ben mutters, but then says nothing else.
“Well,” Rey says, “I’m good with saving money. We can get the cheap one.”
“Fair,” Poe agrees, “we don’t have to start wasting money now if we’re staying for two weeks. Right. Guys, let’s go grab our bags and catch up on jet lag, my legs are cramped.”
The four of them leave the plane and go to the baggage reclaiming area.
That goes well — they only wait some twenty minutes for all of their suitcases to be delivered, and they follow the signs towards the train station.
And then —
“Guys,” Poe says, “why is the entire thing filled with queues? That… doesn’t look normal.”
Rey looks at the small train station — there’s people in the hundreds queueing outside the tickets booths.
“That — yeah, that looks weird. Finn, can you —“
A moment later, Finn’s phone rings.
“Right. Hey, Rose, what’s up? Yeah, we just got here — what? Ah. Oh, right, I get it. What? Fuck. Right, I’ll tell them and we’ll let you know.”
He closes the call.
“Seems like there was a malfunction at the main train station. I mean, some malfunction to the centraline handling the traffic. So — all trains are blocked in the entire area.”
“All of them?” Poe asks.
“Yeah. She checked the news and they’re down until later tonight. She said either we get a bus or a taxi, but it’s going to be a long wait and we shouldn’t bother with this.”
“… I guess we should go and check the situation,” Rey says, and she heads out of the airport, the other three following behind.
“Wow,” she whistles.
“Fuck,” Poe echoes.
“Shit,” Finn says.
“Are you fucking kidding me,” Ben says, and —
Given that the line for the bus stop starts five feet from where they are and the buses are way farther down the road, enough that they can’t see them, and that the taxi line is longer than that, they can barely see the ending from where they are.from where they are.
“How long do you think we might have to wait?” Finn asks Poe, sounding very discouraged.
“Er, I’d say at least a couple hours whatever choice we pick,” Poe replies after assessing the situation.
“… Yeah, not happening,” Ben says at once.
“What —” Rey starts, but before she can finish he has grabbed the wallet in the back of his pants, taken three hundred euros out of it and —
Stalked towards the first taxi in line?
“Oh, no,” Poe groans. "That's not really how it works — Solo, er, Ren, there’s a damned line!”
Before he can make that point, though, all three of them have run after him, and —
Rey can only helplessly watch as he pretty much elbows his way into the queue without as much as an excuse me, stops the first taxi and offers the driver the three hundred to skip the line.
Which the driver accepts, in the middle of very loud protesting.
“So, are you three coming or do you want to wait until dawn?” He asks, opening the door, still with people screaming at him in outrage in at least fifteen different languages.
“Well,” Finn says, “he’s gone that far, we might as well take the damned taxi.”
Poe looks at Rey. She shrugs — it’s a lot war.
“Fine, but never again. Shit, my mom would kill me if she knew I was doing this,” he mutters as he grabs his suitcases and reaches the taxi.
Ten minutes later, he’s in the front and Rey’s in the back in between Ben and Finn and Finn’s calling Rose and telling her they managed to find a taxi by some kind of miracle and could she please give him the address.
“Is some kind of miracle a code for Kylo Ren skipped the queue?” Rey hears over the phone.
“How would you know that?” Finn asks, surprised.
“It’s all over Italian Youtube,” Rose replies.
“This is really starting well, dios,” Poe groans before it turns out that the taxi driver speaks Spanish and they end up talking for the next forty-five minutes.
Rey honestly hopes that this is not how this entire vacation is going to go.
Episode Two: Attack of the Sudden Holes in the Ground
Three days later, Finn decides that maybe the whole airport failure had just been a misfortune. After all, other than that, everything has been great. The food is great, the weather is great, Rose has been here for months so she’s being an excellent guide and she’s also saved them a lot of money they might have wasted on tourist traps, Kylo Ren (Finn’s just waiting for the day he’s going to let everyone other than Rey using his real name, honestly) has actually looked not his usual gloomy self while going around the Coliseum and the Roman Forum for once, the sun is hot enough that it’s nice but not enough to burn and certainly strong enough that Poe’s tanned some already and surely Finn appreciates the sight, especially since it means he’s going around without a jacket (hey, a man has eyes and they’re together, he’s not going to complain).
All in all, he thinks, if the next two weeks go like this, it’s going to be the best time of his life.
If he thinks that until now he has never even set foot outside the US and no one at his group home would have bet a cent on him getting into college with a free ride where if you want you can go abroad for an entire year… well, he needs to send good old Ms. Phasma a postcard, she’d seethe knowing he went places.
“So,” Poe tells Rose, who’s driving, suddenly dragging him out of that line of thought, “what did you say I should check?”
“Just open Maps and check if we have some traffic in front of us. Hopefully not, but — oh, shit.”
She brakes. Finn raises his head from the tour book he had been reading, his side hitting the door of the car — better that than Rey, though, who’s still in between him and Ren. He doesn’t know why the man just doesn’t sit up front since he’s the tallest of all of them, but he knows he wouldn’t get an answer, so he doesn’t bother asking.
“Is — that — normal?” He asks, noticing that they’re now stuck in traffic and that no one is moving bar a few motorcycles that he’s halfway sure are breaking at least ten laws at once.
“Sadly, yes,” Rose sighs, and she lowers the window, stopping someone on a Vespa going in the opposite way and asking something in Italian. The guy replies before driving away and a moment later her head meets the wheel as she puts the clutch into neutral.
“That doesn’t look good…?” Rey asks, tentatively.
“Er,” Rose says, “there’s been some kinda wreck a kilometer ahead and we’re not going to be able to move until they clear it up. Which is going to be long. Unless — ah, fuck,” she sighs as rain starts to hit their windshield.
"What's the problem…?” Poe asks. “It’s just rain.”
“Driving while it rains here is a gamble,” she sighs. “Well, buckle up because we’re gonna be here for one hour at least.”
It’s not the worst hour of Finn’s life, even if most of it is because his boyfriend is a superior human being and manages to keep a conversation going enough to distract everyone from their current predicament, and finally forty minutes later they start going somewhere — the cars in front of them clear slightly and at least Rose can drive.
“Right,” she says, “good thing that going like this it’s just another fifteen minutes — oh, fuck!”
When she brakes now, it’s hard enough that Poe’s head hits the car’s window and Rey ends up sprawled on Ren’s side, not that he seems to complain, and before Finn can ask what the fuck was Rose thinking, he looks ahead and —
“Guys, is that a fucking hole in the ground?” That arrives just under the car, so they’re about to fall right into it?
“Not the first nor the last,” Rose sighs, turning the car off. “Right. I’ll call the cops, they probably haven’t even left yet.”
And that’s how they spend the next half hour around the hole in the ground while Rose talks to the cops, under the rain — Poe shares his umbrella with Finn, good thing he brought one, but it doesn’t fit four people.
That said, given that Ren’s given Rey his jacket and is now discussing with another cop while his dress shirt gets wet, he’s sure Rey’s not complaining.
Ren comes back not long later, looking outraged. “Can you believe that it’s apparently a thing that’s been happening for months because there’s no maintenance in the roads? How can someone be so incompetent? Even bloody Hux would be better at being a mayor than anyone in charge here,” he mutters.
“Are you complimenting Hux?” Poe asks, laughing. Given that Hux is the other guy who was going to be Snoke’s TA and they both loathed each other openly, this must be frankly bad. Finn is not even going to get into it — he’s never even talked to the guy while Poe spends his time trying to rile him up on purpose, so he would know.
“I’m an objective person,” Ren shrugs. “I hate him, that doesn’t mean he’s incompetent.”
“Guys,” Rose says, coming back, wrapped in Finn’s jacket — right, that’s Poe’s jacket, but he currently lended it to her because she had a sleeveless shirt and she had to talk to the cops —, “we’re good to go but the car’s busted. They’ll get someone to bring it to a mechanic’s and then insurance is dealing with it. But they offered to drive us to the next bus stop.”
Better than nothing, Finn decides.
The subsequent bus ride is only memorable because the bus is stocked so full of people that no one would accuse him of groping his boyfriend in public for being plastered all over Poe’s side without an inch of space between them.
“Well,” Poe whispers, not that anyone would hear them given the noise, “you do know that the moment we get home I’m tearing your clothes off?”
“Please do, I’m going to need it,” Finn groans.
Admittedly, when they do finally get home an hour and a half later, the sex is downright glorious — at least that.
But seriously, holes opening in the middle of the street? What kinda fuckery is that?
Chapter Three: The Revenge of the Fridge
Rose is fixing breakfast when suddenly her phone rings.
She checks it — she hopes it’s not anyone from uni, but they’re on break, too, and her classmates knew she was having friends over.
No, it’s —
Why would Kylo call her when he’s technically right downstairs? He volunteered to throw away the trash before going on a morning run and he left five minutes ago, what could have happened?
“Yeah?” She answers, taking the call. “What’s wrong?”
“How did you know something might be wrong?” He asks.
“Well, why would you call me when you were here five minutes ago?”
“… Fair. Uh, well, it’s just — can you please come down a moment?”
“Okay, give me a moment.” She turns off the stove under her coffee machine and grabs her keys. Right, she’s in her pjs, but no one will mind.
She gets down the stairs and out of the gate, where Kylo’s standing with the trash in his hand, still, and —
Oh.
“I mean,” he says, “never mind that I’m not quite sure of where I should throw this, but… why is there a fridge in the middle of the trash cans?”
In the middle of trash cans that are overflowing, for the matter, so of course he doesn’t know where he should throw away the trash in question.
She sighs and takes a picture of the scene. “I send that to a blog documenting this kinda stuff,” she explains. “Hand it over.”
She takes the trash from him and goes to the paper trash bin — of course it’s overflowing, but never mind that. She pushes it at the top, hoping it’ll stay put, and goes back to the gate. “Just go on that run, it’s useless.”
“But — that’s trash! In the middle of the road!”
“I know,” Rose sighs, “but it’s been like this since I came here. Can’t do anything about it.”
“Jesus,” he mutters, “Hux really could do better, and that’s saying all.”
Then he’s off running.
Rose goes back upstairs and finishes brewing the coffee.
——
“Rose,” Poe asks not long later after he glances out of the window, “is that a fridge in the middle of the street?”
“Yeah.”
“But why?”
“A friend explained me that — well, the trash company has an agreement with another company to handle the large stuff like fridges and laundry machines. Except that the contract has expired and the mayor has to renew it but hasn’t yet, so she might have forgot or something.”
“The hell, how do you forget that?” He asks, obviously not too comforted, but then he grins, and — “Finn, put something on, we totally have to go take pictures with that!”
“What? Why would you take pictures with a broken fridge?”
“Are you serious? What better Facebook profile photo than me standing next to a bonafide fridge in the middle of the road?”
“You’re completely insane!” Rose calls after him, drinking her espresso.
Poe doesn’t deny that, but an hour later he, Finn and Rey are choosing what pictures to upload on the internet, of the ones featuring the fridge of course, when Kylo comes back upstairs.
“You took pictures with the fridge?” He asks, sounding kind of disturbed.
“Why not?” Poe replies cheerily.
“Don’t you have a sense of hygiene?”
Rose is inclined to agree with him.
“Hey, I took a shower just after I came back up and I disinfected my hands first thing, I’m not an idiot,” he grins, and Kylo just shakes his head and moves closer to the counter.
“Please tell me there’s some coffee left,” he sighs.
“Sure,” she says, “but it’s Italian. I mean, the strong kind of. Those three haven’t had the courage to try it yet, but —”
“I’m absolutely fine with espresso, thank you.”
She hands him a cup, deciding that one on one he’s way nicer than he looked like in college two years ago before he dropped his then-circle of friends and made friends with Rey. And he thanks her every time she hands him breakfast, which is way more than she could say for both her current roommates — damn, she’s supposed to be here a full year so she hopes she gets to change both before then.
“Ben, you should totally take a picture with the fridge, it’s black exactly like your outfit!” Rey calls from the table.
“Forget it,” he says, and drinks the entire cup in one go.
If anything, Rose has a new respect for him after that.
But yeah, no, she’s not taking pictures with the damned fridge either, especially because she knows it’s gonna stay there for the next month at least.
Chapter Four: The Last Cappuccino
“Hey,” Poe tells Finn on day six, when Rose is off doing some uni stuff she couldn’t delay and Rey’s off with Kylo Ren going around cemeteries or so it seems, while the two of them have opted for a nice, quiet stroll in the center before going back to Rose’s in the afternoon, “you know what, I haven’t had cappuccino yet.”
“Oh, right, and your mom is going to kill you if you don’t try it?”
“Well, she did tell me that before I left,” he grins back. “And I mean, I can’t tell Rose to get milk when she doesn’t like it just because I want to try it.”
Finn grins back at him, and damn but Poe loves how he smiles, all right? “Tell you what, we can find a bar and you can try your cappuccino while I get orange juice or whatever.”
“Hey, since I’m getting milk and coffe and I’m dragging you with when you’re lactose intolerant, I think the orange juice will be on me, how about that?”
“Fair,” Finn grins. “Well, there’s a bar over there. Any place is good, right?”
“Right.”
Poe checks his phone just before walking in — right. 11.30 AM — the perfect time for a break, they can have lunch in a couple hours and he’ll have had his coffee right when he usually gets it back in the States. Piece of cake, right?
The bar’s small but nice, and they have a few seats at the counter. He heads for the check-out, noticing that there’s just one person manning that and the bar.
“Buongiorno,” he says, grinning — hell, he’s been here for almost a week, he has at least that down.
“Hello,” the girl replies, smiling back. “What can I get you?”
“Uh, Finn? Still set on the orange juice?”
“Yeah,” Finn confirms as he takes a seat.
“Right. Orange juice for him, a cappuccino for me.”
The smile dies on the barista’s face, or at least, it becomes way smaller. “Cappuccino?” She asks again.
“Uh, yeah. Is there some problem?”
“It’s half past eleven,” she argues.
“… Okay?” He asks, not getting the point.
She stares at him. He stares back. Then she raises her hands in what looks like a defeat gesture. What the hell?
“Your funeral,” she says, and makes the cappuccino with a disgusted face before moving to Finn’s orange juice. Or better, freshly squeezed orange juice rather than getting it from the bottle.
They sit. He drinks the coffee. It’s actually good.
“Hey,” he whispers, “any idea of why she looked that put off?”
“No idea,” Finn says, whipping out his phone. “Good thing they have wi-fi. Let me look it up — oh.”
“Oh?”
“Apparently they don’t drink cappuccino after 11 AM — it’s like, strictly breakfast food and you’re not supposed to have milk past that. And 11 AM is the limit.”
“Oh, dear, don’t tell me that —”
“You kinda came off as the typical American tourist who barbarically drinks coffee and milk after the allotted time, yes.”
He groans. Exactly what he had hoped to avoid.
He looks down at his innocent-looking cup, then he shrugs and takes another drink. “Well, whatever. It’s good,” he proclaims. “But you aren’t telling my mother I came off as the typical barbarian tourist when I’m not even technically American.”
“I don’t know,” Finn grins back, “if you give me enough reasons to not do it before we’re back home —”
Poe, at this point, doesn’t even mind if the barista realizes what the hell they’re discussing here.
“I think,” he says, “I might make it worth your while.”
“Then no one’s ever going to know you completely failed in your endeavor of looking like a refined tourist with no barbaric habits,” Finn smiles, his fingers threading with Poe’s under the table.
Poe thinks he can definitely make it worth his while, later.
And he’s not going to drink cappuccino past 11 AM if it kills him, even if it’s damn good.
Chapter Five: The B-Line: A Typical Roman Story
“Damn,” Rey says as she checks her phone, “I have bad news.”
“What, there’s a public transport strike?”
“I see that Rose schooled you,” she grins, and damn, he needs to get a grip. Why can’t he either just move on or just tell her? Then again, all things considered, it’s a miracle they’re even friends by now. He’s not going to risk ruining it. “But no, it’s — we’re kind of late. If we want to make that appointment by seven PM we need to take the subway.”
Fuck.
“Do we?” Ben asks her, trying to sound like he doesn’t mind even if he perfectly knows that she knows why he’d ask.
After all, she knows what went down with Snoke more than anyone else bar his therapist does, so she knows he doesn’t deal well with a lot of people in closed spaces.
“Well, from here it takes just around half an hour or some more. The bus —” She checks something on her phone, then shakes her head. “We should change three and it’d take one hour and twenty minutes if they pass on time.”
Well, fuck.
“I suppose we can do that much,” he sighs, cursing to hell and back that he picked the Protestant cemetery — fine, he did really want to go on Keats’s grave and Shelley’s and for reasons, mainly, that he spent his teenage years ruining poetry paperbacks with their names on the cover, but he hadn’t realizes that the area’s only good connection with the place they should meet Rose and the others at was the damned subway.
Which he really, really, really loathes. Same as enclosed spaces. Same as spaces full of people, but at least on the bus you can look out of the window.
Not on the subway.
“Come on,” she says, “the sooner we go the sooner we’re there.”
She’s right, as usual, obviously, so he sighs and follows her into the Piramide station and walks down the stairs.
He doesn’t like how a lot of people join them on the platform coming from the attached train station — what the hell?
“That’s the train going to the sea,” Rey informs him. “Rose told me. Apparently it’s full of commuters both ways.”
“Shit,” he says. “Well, never mind. Let’s just be done with it.”
They take the metro. The train, Ben notices with terror, is old, and there’s no A/C on, which means that the moment they take it surrounded by a bunch of other people that most likely are all going to the last stop, same as the two of them.
Fuck. He hopes they get to sit at the only switch point, he decides, and the moment the train leaves he starts taking deep breaths the way his uncle said always worked back when he taught him yoga classes years ago.
At least Rey’s sticking to his side — even too much, given how much people are on this trap of a train. Which is not a good thing when you’ve had a crush on her for years and given that you treated her fairly badly the first few months that you knew each other you still are marveling that she gave you a second chance.
Ben Solo, get a fucking grip, he thinks, figuring that at least his therapist would be overjoyed that he’s not breaking the damned handset already.
They pass the switch point. They don’t get to sit. He has another twenty minutes on this trap at least, but hopefully they’re going to pass quick. Fuck, in what civilized place people use trains that must have been new in the fucking early nineties? He doesn’t know, but evidently here.
Anyway. It’s hot and he’s sweating and he’ll need a change of clothes back home, but he’s breathing and everything’s more or less fine and people will have to start getting down at some point —
Then the train abruptly stops in the middle of the fucking tunnel.
Then the lights go out for a moment, then they’re on again.
What the fuck.
Rey grabs his arm, good, because he was starting to get worried here, and he can hear people grumbling and complaining, but the bad thing is —
“Is it just me,” he asks Rey, “or everyone is dealing with this as if it was a normal occurrence?”
“I — I think you’re right,” she confirms, glancing around. Not that it’s easy, given that she’s pressed in between another five people and she can’t move and neither can he.
Shit.
Shit.
Right. He has to just breathe and keep his shit together — he’s never heard of anyone dying in the Rome underground and they won't be the first.
He glances at his watch.
It's been five full minutes.
People are still grumbling.
“I suppose no news yet?” He whispers. Right. That didn’t sound like he was about to lose his shit.
“No, but I'm surrounded by three old ladies, I doubt they'd tell me.”
Right. Little old ladies probably don’t speak English.
Fine.
Fine.
It’s going to be —
A moment later, he hears someone talk to through the train’s speakers — maybe the driver? Who even would know —
And then people start screaming in protest, what the hell, and no that’s exactly what he doesn’t need, damn it but after that year with Snoke he can’t handle people just screaming out of nowhere —
Then he notices that Rey’s talking to some younger kid who was somewhere behind the old ladies and hopefully filling her in. She nods, biting her lip, and then turns her eye on him.
“Did he tell you what the fuck is going on?” He asks.
“Yes,” she says, “and you won’t like it. Just — he said it’s not unheard of.”
“Okay. Shoot. What is the damned problem?”
“It’s raining outside. This train’s old. This line is also not as new as it could be. There’s been some electrical short-circuit and so the train’s not working.”
“It’s not working?”
“No, and — the driver said that he’s going to open the doors shortly and we should walk to the next station.”
“What the — isn’t that dangerous?”
“Apparently they shut down the rest of the traffic.”
“Oh fuck — we need to walk into that tunnel that might actually be half-flooded?”
He thinks he’s this close to just punch the nearest little old Italian lady who is screaming something in the vague direction of the train’s ceiling and making his head pound, but a moment later Rey’s hand has grabbed his and --
“Hey,” she says, “it’s fine. And we’ll be out of here before you know it. Shit, maybe we should’ve taken the bus for real.”
“We would’ve been late,” he answers, trying to keep his voice from shaking too much. So what if he threads his fingers with hers, though? At least he has an excuse to, now.
“Yeah, well, they’d have handled the two of us being late if the choice was sticking you in here. I’m sorry, I knew, but —”
“Rey, it’s not your fault if this place is beautiful but run so incompetently that even fucking Hux would do better.”
“Wow, you really have a low opinion of these people, don’t you?”
“Don’t you?”
“Fair enough, it’s terrible. But seriously, I didn’t mean —”
“Rey, if anyone else was here I think I’d have broken down the damned door myself,” he blurts, and he’s going to blame it on the fact that he’s not thinking straight, but a moment later the train lurches forward and she about ends up slammed against him and she ends up over him, and he loses balance which in turn means that he doesn’t almost murder a little old lady just because the woman moves sideways and some guy behind him manages to grab him by the shoulders.
Thing is —
He doesn’t really handle when if other people have their hands on him but Rey’s face is just above his and —
“Fuck it,” she says, what, and then she’s grabbed at his shoulders and put his weight off the poor guy behind him and her mouth’s on his and —
Wait, are they kissing?
For — he spends months imagining it and now they’re doing it on a damned crowded subway that’s also conveniently stuck down a tunnel?
People start clapping. Someone whistles. Rey’s hands are on his face and her tongue is moving against his and he’s not thinking about how they’re surrounded by people at all.
Well then.
Fuck it, indeed, he decides, and kisses her back the way he had hoped he would get to one day, and she moans into his mouth and people clap harder and —
Right.
He doesn’t think he minds being stuck in here that much, after all.
——
Later, Rose tells him that this is the second video of him doing something while on vacation here going viral on YouTube.
“What?”
“Someone filmed you kissing on the metro. A lot of people are wondering what are you going to do next because there should be a third to complete the trilogy.”
Rey snorts into her wine and both Finn and Poe don’t even try to say anything — they’re on the sofa clutching at each other for how hard they’re laughing.
“It wasn’t on purpose,” he protests.
“You know what,” Poe wheezes, “you should totally grab that fridge, load it onto Rose’s car, drag it to the nearest place where they dispatch that shit, then you can go on a rant about how this mayor’s completely incompetent since she needs an American barbarian tourist who drinks cappuccino after 11 AM to get fridges off her streets.”
“I wouldn’t drink cappuccino past 11 AM,” Ben replies, wondering what the hell Poe’s getting at. “I have better taste than that.”
Finn starts laughing so hard he cries.
Ben does like Rey’s friends more than his old ones but honestly, he doesn’t even want to know what their deal is right now.
“You haven’t said no yet,” Rey grins.
He looks at her, finding himself grinning back without even realizing it, and then —
Hey.
He came here also to have fun and relax a bit, and honestly, he could carry that damned thing anyway.
“Fair enough,” he says, “tomorrow we’re taking the fridge, I guess.”
“Well,” Rose says, “I guess it’s going to go viral, too.”
——
It does go viral.
Rose laughs for twenty minutes before explaining him exactly what kind of insults the mayor’s supporters have left on his Facebook profile that they must have tracked down.
“What kind of people use… belonging to the adversary party as an insult if the adversary party isn’t, well, fascist or whatever?” He asks, very puzzled.
“I suppose people who are less competent than Hux at running anything,” Poe says in between laughing fits.
Ben decides that for once he’s going to agree with Poe — it does make sense that they’d stoop to a level that asshole never even reached because even he has more class than that.
Isn't every zelda hylia in a way/partially hylia tho i mean she's always reincarnated so...
zelda always has the spirit of hylia, yes, but what i mean is the manipulative personality that hylia had
like when i say “that bitch hylia” i’m referring to a series of rants and tangents I’ve gone on in the past, regarding how FUCKED UP what Hylia did was, to not only every Link, but to SS Link the MOST.
When Zelda is giving us all of the juicy exposition, literally what she’s telling us is that Hylia made her reincarnated mortal self someone who she KNEW Link would love to pieces, and who he would DIE to protect if necessary. She put all of these trails into place for him to have to go through to bring out his “inner strength” and shit but its just VERY FUCKED UP that...I mean, she plays him. Hylia plays the Spirit of the Hero, in this big, fucked up time loop that we call Skyward Sword.
Dont get me wrong, I know that she had reasons for doing this. It WAS for the greater good. I get that. But at the same time, the fact that it all went down this way, it’s just...so horrible, isnt it? Link gets TOTALLY FUCKED! Zelda ALSO gets TOTALLY FUCKED! She has to live with the fact that it was her previous reincarnation, the person she’s supposedly supposed to be who did all of thisto her best friend. When she’s telling Link these things and slips up and says “She, no, I mean...I.” The amount of just...GUILT that sends through me. Because NONE of this was her fault.
It was ALL on Hylia.
Some Zeldas have a bit more of “That Bitch Hylia(tm)” in them than others. But I just...I get this feeling that I can’t trust BotW Zelda. Not yet, at least.
Maybe I’m just being a conspiracy theorist tho lmfaooooo
(Part 2: because tumbr is refusing to post it all at once!)
COMPLETED Fics in 2025, on Archive of Our Own.
There were 47 newly complete GaaSaku on AO3 last year!🎉💞
[continued...]
Green Eyes 💚 by BelleDayNight for onemoreword
At Naruto’s wedding, Gaara sees Sakura for the first time since the war. He is feeling the pressure of his council to marry.
Gaara is inspired by the wedding festivities and asks Sakura to be his kazehime. He’s willing to go to war for her.
Desert Bloom by fasinivla
When the Kazekage seeks a bride to secure peace and legacy, Konoha sends Sakura Haruno-war hero, medic, and the woman who once saved his brother.
What begins as a political arrangement slowly shifts into something neither expected.
He remembers her strength.
She learns his silence.
And somewhere between duty and desert winds, something begins to bloom.
"Some flowers thrive where no one thinks to look.
【我樱】流金契 by YBC
是稿~单主已同意公开。是樱参与己生转生之术将生命分给我爱罗并避免千代婆婆逝世的可能。
Part 23 of 樱中心
Brotherly Bonds by LadyDyDy35
Sarada takes her duties as Shinki's younger sister very seriously.
Five times Sarada protects Shinki, and one time Shinki has to protect Sarada.
【我樱】联姻？纯爱！ by Egrettazzz
在外人看来相敬如宾的风影夫妇，实际上……？
I'm (Not) Fine by FallenInDreams
He just wanted to be left alone. Unseen. Unheard. To hide out and just exist. It was fine. He was fine. Until it wasn’t.
I am Shinobi by Sakur_asad
I am Shinobi...
"Why the fuck did I agree to this" by Ramanboilover
Gaara managed to make Sakura mad and Lee is watching but soon joins in.
Chance and Choice by sure sure (getoffmysheets)
He heard the sound of Naruto hooting and cheering like someone emerging from a deep pool of water after a long period submerged below: jarring and sudden. Naruto, the Kazekage’s own siblings, and Sakura’s other yearmates clapped and at least attempted some level of enthusiasm but most people in the audience simply applauded with bare politeness. Feeling the tremble that vibrated through Sakura’s body, Gaara kept his face mild rather than revealing the reflexive grimace that wanted to show itself in his face.
Are You My Family? by LadyDyDy35
Shinki isn't dumb; he knows the Suna Council isn't pleased that he's been officially made the heir. He, Shinki, had been claimed as the Kazekage's son and was now heir to the seat. With such an important designation comes a litany of expectations. In the Kazekage office, he's expected to know who everyone is, how to talk to everyone he meets, and how Suna law works. In school, he's expected to be top of the class, get along with everyone, and keep his sister out of trouble. Unfortunately, he's falling short of expectations on all fronts.
One day, Shinki learns he's no longer expected to have the strongest claim as Father's heir, and doesn't know what he's supposed to do now.
Once an orphan, always an orphan.
The Last Braids by LadyDyDy35
Gaara discovers that one of the joys of having a daughter is getting to braid her hair for her, much to Sakura's surprise and Sarada's joy. However, one day, Gaara doesn't realize until it's over that he's braided Sarada's hair for the last time.
Marriage of Convenience by onemoreword
It’s been years since Sakura had last heard from Sasuke-kun… and it’s time for her to move on. And what better way than to be the bridge that strengthens the relationship between Konoha and Suna?
To Sakura, this started as an act of duty.
But to Gaara, this has always been more than that.
Much more…
Red Velvet by LadyDyDy35
Shinki, after experiencing three separate birthdays in his family, realizes that the time is coming for him to celebrate his birthday with his family. There's just one problem, he doesn't remember when it is, and there's no one he can ask. How do you find a lost birthday?
Part 4 of First Birthdays in Suna
Carrot Cake by LadyDyDy35
Gaara, in a rare bout of domestic bliss, has his first birthday with his new expanded family. Of course it's raining.
Part 1 of First Birthdays in Suna
An Assortment of Cupcakes by LadyDyDy35
Sarada celebrates her first birthday living in Suna with her family and Shinki's dad with an assortment of cupcakes, and wonders where her Papa is.
Part 3 of First Birthdays in Suna
hopelessly devoted by 3raccoons
Gaara finds a new treasure lost in his desert sands.
Marry You to Avoid Him by Ravenblad_BloodMoon
Sakura in desperation to avoid being forced to marry Sasuke, leaves on a supposed to be short mission to Suna. Once she is there though she has a interesting talk with the Fifth Kazkage, and a plan is made.
After all she can't marry a Village Trader who is the lest Survivor of his clan, if she is already married to someone of more importance. That is unless they wish to cause a war.
Part 4 of One-Shots
Strawberry Cheesecake by LadyDyDy35
Sakura gets to celebrate her birthday with her family, and enjoy some strawberry cheesecake.
Part 2 of First Birthdays in Suna
i can't hold enough of you in my hands by elleurs
Band!au. Gaara as the vocalist. Sakura on bass. Gaara making moves on Sakura just before the show/during the show?
Vistazo a la vida de Sakura Haruno by Serenity26
Fuerte Sakura Haruno
Porque soy fan de esta pelirosa cuyo potencial fue desperdiciado, Kishimoto no sabe mucho sobre escribir mujeres y menos de relaciones (solo el Shikatema y el MinaKushi se salva).
Veremos los posibles matrimonios y vida de nuestra Kunoichi favorita, que se merece su propio harem Bv
La dama no va a estar detrás del emo vengador y solo vera a Naruto como si fuera un hermano. Esta chica se sabe cuidar sola y lo va a demostrar como se debe.
Sé que debería concentrarme en mis historias pendientes, pero necesito escribir este fic.
What Dying Feels Like by FallenInDreams
As he lay dying, nothing was as he’d expected.
“I can’t… I can’t fall in love with you. I just can’t…”
It broke her heart to break his. But break it did.
How could she love him so intolerably and then just let him go?
It was like dying all over again.
【ALL樱】《去他妈的多重宇宙》 by sevenmilesofpaddy
佐助穿越在各个时空里，发现老婆都嫁给了别人。Don't Blink by LadyDyDy35
Gaara and Sarada have some work to do to figure out what their relationship is going to be, especially since Sarada already has a Papa, and it’s not Gaara. But, in the blink of an eye, everything can change.
There were 4 newly complete GaaSaku on FF.NET last year!🎉💞
Asking for Pain by KagamiPINKAgreste
GaaSaku in his office get interrupted by the Kazekage's older brother.
The Stillness of Love by KagamiPINKAgreste
Quiet in the Kazekage tower when Choji arrives. GaaSaku tease only for it reversed on them. Still a goodnight on Yashamaru's birthday.
Marry You to Avoid Him by Ravenblad BloodMoon
Sakura in desperation to avoid being forced to marry Sasuke, leaves on a supposed to be short mission to Suna. Once she is there though she has a interesting talk with the Fifth Kazkage, and a plan is made. After all she can't marry a Village Trader who is the lest Survivor of his clan, if she is already married to someone of more importance. That is unless they wish to cause a
i can't hold enough of you in my hands by elleurs
Band!au. Gaara as the vocalist. Sakura on bass. Gaara making moves on Sakura just before the show/during the show?
There were 30 newly complete GaaSaku on AO3 last year!🎉💞
What Makes the Desert Beautiful by Storybelle
When she was four, a neighbor looked at her bare wrist and couldn’t hide her recoil of disgust in time.
“What a shame,” she murmured finally and patted Sakura's arm. Mebuki stood nearby, wringing her hands. They were causing a disturbance in the street, people turning to look as they passed by. Back then she hadn’t known how rude the neighbor was, that looking at anyone’s soulmark without permission, even a child’s, was the most impudent thing imaginable. “What a terrible shame.”
She was twelve before she realized what the neighbor had meant.
Enthralled by bluemingqueen for onemoreword
When he’d been a boy, half-crazed by the tailed beast inside him, he’d thought her blood sang to him because.he wanted to kill her. It wasn’t like that was an uncommon impulse for him in those days, after all. That he had to constantly force his fangs to retract whenever she was around was just one more sign of her destiny as his meal.
When he’d come to Konoha to help defeat the last few Akatsuki members just after his eighteenth birthday, he watched her shatter the blonde bomber’s skull like a piece of delicate china, and he knew there was no going back.
He would have Haruno Sakura, no matter what.
(GaaSaku (featuring vampire Gaara!) for Word)
hopelessly devoted by 3raccoons
Gaara finds a new treasure lost in his desert sands.
Threads of Eternity by Anonymous
Years after Sakura Haruno and Granny Chiyo defeated Sasori of the Red Sand, his legacy comes back to haunt her. While on a mission, Sakura discovers an ancient, cursed book imbued with Sasori’s consciousness. Drawn into his world of puppetry and manipulation, Sakura begins learning his techniques to protect herself, but this only deepens his influence over her. Sasori’s presence grows stronger, manifesting through her chakra and threatening to regain a physical form.
As Sakura struggles to keep control, her friends—including Gaara, who harbors deep feelings for her—become embroiled in the battle against Sasori’s return. When Sasori reclaims his puppet body, his dark obsession with Sakura becomes a physical threat. In a climactic confrontation, Gaara defeats Sasori for good, freeing Sakura from his grasp. Amidst the chaos, Gaara’s steadfast love for Sakura offers her the hope of rebuilding her life, unburdened by the shadow of Sasori’s influence.
A tale of manipulation, resilience, and the strength of bonds, this story explores the blurred lines between power and control, legacy and choice, and the enduring impact of love and trust.
Sand In the Air by Sasuksakur
Gaara was going insane, his love for Naruto making him lust day in and day out. He had shared a night with the blond and his wife, but it was not enough to satisfy his thirst. Maybe he started being pulled towards Sasuke because the other man was always loyal to Naruto, but then Sakura came along and changed everything for him.
Empty Words by LadyDyDy35
Fanfiction of a fanfiction: Follow the Sun; Excerpts in Time by LaceyJane
After the whirlwind of events surrounding Kankuro's poisoning, Gaara can't figure out why Sakura is suddenly uncomfortable around him and decides to investigate.
After the whirlwind of events surrounding Kankuro's poisoning, Sakura struggles to understand her feelings about the ANBU's words and Gaara's reaction to them.
Indulgent Afternoons by onemoreword
Gaara was going to kill her at this rate...
A little peak at an afternoon delight between the Kazekage and Konoha's Head Medic.
Inspired by the art created by the great Kumeramen, available inside!
Betting it all for Sweets by LadyDyDy35
Shinki gets in trouble at school, and Gaara is forced to leave a work meeting to pick him up.
Wasurerarenai by FireThatFox
Sakura is haunted by the memories of her deceased mentor and friend, Akasuna no Sasori.
Reality and grief blend together, making each day without him more and more difficult to endure.
Love is not rational, nor is guilt.
GaaSaku Fanfest 2024 by LadyDyDy35
This is a collection of 18 stories for GaaSaku Bingo Fanfest 2024. Fourteen are unrelated, and four are direct continuations of each other.
Please note, Chapter 4 (only) contains the additional tags of: Medical Horror, Medical Caregiver Trauma, CPR Hands, Medical Procedures, Canon Character Death, Aged up Characters, SFW, Dead Dove-Do Not Read, Gaara is still technically a zombie, established relationship, Sakura needs therapy.
Hold Me, Darling by onemoreword
Where Gaara is confused, Ino is aghast (and somewhat amused), and Sakura just wants to crawl up in a hole and die.
She wondered how much longer she could keep this up before she finally exploded.
Pure fluff during the early stages of Gaara and Sakura’s romance.
An Afternoon of Reflection by NightingaleFlow
In an attempt to spice up their sex life, Gaara and Sakura try something new.
Kinktober 2024 Fic 1/9: Mirror Sex
To-Do-List by EmmaLouiseFanfiction
She had a very select list. A To-Do List of things to do to him.
He had a very select list. A To-Do List of things to let her do to him.
“There is no yes or no or maybe. You'll cum for me and that's all there is to it.”
Sakura and Gaara are on vacation. But it’s not the sights and relaxation they came for.
Mission by Omgbrowhyareallusernamestaken
Sakura gets send to the mission to sunakagure to find out about a missing scroll from the leaf village
But something goes wrong.
Vistazo a la vida de Sakura Haruno by Serenity26
Fuerte Sakura Haruno
Porque soy fan de esta pelirosa cuyo potencial fue desperdiciado, Kishimoto no sabe mucho sobre escribir mujeres y menos de relaciones (solo el Shikatema y el MinaKushi se salva).
Veremos los posibles matrimonios y vida de nuestra Kunoichi favorita, que se merece su propio harem Bv
La dama no va a estar detrás del emo vengador y solo vera a Naruto como si fuera un hermano. Esta chica se sabe cuidar sola y lo va a demostrar como se debe.
Sé que debería concentrarme en mis historias pendientes, pero necesito escribir este fic.
Wheel of Fate by IndraOtsutsuki
After impulsively buying a strange staff at a flea market, Ashura Senju's life is never the same. In the evening, a young man shows up at his apartment door and introduces himself as Indra Uchiha, a treasure hunter with a unique taste in styling and a strange personality. He shows great interest in the staff Ashura bought, but no matter how much money he offers, the young man refuses to give him what he wants. So Indra offers him a deal and some information about the staff. His story sounds like a cheap fantasy novel, but Ashura's interest is piqued and he embarks on the greatest adventure of his life.
GaaSaku - Kiss where it hurts by NightingaleFlow for ShrimpArmy
She hates losing patients.
Un cerezo que florece en el desierto by XanandraEgoshipper
Sakura Haruno no es la misma niña que ama e idólatra a Sasuke. Dándose cuenta de su valor decide dejar su obsesión por él atrás y encontrar su camino ninja y quizás el verdadero amor.
Twenty Truths about Gaara and Sakura's Relationship by Lady Lark (LadyLarkRune)
Twenty things people didn't know, or necessarily want to know about the fifth Kakekage and the Hokage's apprentice.
-Or-
Exactly what it says on the tin...
Late Night Musings by Lady Lark (LadyLarkRune)
Sakura has questions. Gaara has answers.
Naruto Citrus by Hina5enpai
A collection of lemons! Multiple pairings, some canon and some not. Rated M. If you don't know why by now, you aren't old/mature enough to read this fic. Enjoy!
Learning The Act of Love by KristinaAnn85
Sakura has been distracted by the Kazekage for sometime now. Now facing at least six months in close proximity to him, will she get the chance to Learn the Act of Love?
I can't wait to get married by Ulyana_pan
- Wouldn't marriage complicate our relationship?
- At least marriage is meant to formalise it.
- That's the complication.
【ALL樱】《去他妈的多重宇宙》 by sevenmilesofpaddy
佐助穿越在各个时空里，发现老婆都嫁给了别人。
A Hug For the Kazekage by BearfootTruck
Gaara is attending to his usual duties as Kazekage when Sakura shows up. Happy National Hug Day!
oh, to be your heart by Scribomaniac
A tender moment between Sakura and Gaara as they prepare themselves for the separation their roles in the war require of them.
The Kazekage And Her by Letstrythis4
Sakura is in Suna to help with some poisoned civilians, but the Gaara she spends time with isn't the same as the boy she met at the Chunin exams years ago. She plans to keep her feelings to herself... Until Gaara confronts her. (GaaSaku) - A little thing I had laying about from years ago. Originally on fanfic.
Oasis in the Desert by Child_of_the_Dark_Ones
Gaara’s blessing has been that Sakura gave him the time of day. His perspective as he readies to make their relationship official.
Healing a pained heart by bipidi
Sakura suffers from an illness caused by stress. Gaara will help her get through this. Tsunade agrees to send Sakura to Suna for a top secret experiment. Sarada doesn't exist in this story for plot purposes. Shinki has already been adopted by Gaara. Lots of poems in the upcoming chapters.
The Wedding Date by ShineeRedKookie
Sakura Haruno had a big problem. A problem that involved fancy invitation cards, white doves, and wedding bells. And it was all her little sister's fault. How could Hinata be marrying before her? And worse. What could possibly be worse? A mother that would never let her live her single or common life down. And the groom, Sakura's Ex-Fiancé.
