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Gala Night
"I can't wait!"
"He's totally going to pick me, I mean-look at me."
"Oh, he's so cute, I hope he asks me!"
The girl's squeals were getting annoying. Both civilian girls and kunoichi were talking in excited high pitched voices, and it was a damn shame.
Kagome blew her bangs away from her sapphire blue eyes and grunted, crossing her arms. Why was it that she was the only one who didn't know about this guy? Not that she cared, this guy was probably just another high-rank super strong and cute ninja, who would never even notice someone like her…
Staring at her beat-up tennis shoes, Kagome didn't notice that she was heading straight for a group of chattering girls. Her shoulder bumped against that of a popular and pretty kunoichi, and the next thing she knew, she was staring up at said kunoichi with a surprised look on her face.
"Watch where you're going, henshu!"
Ah. Tomiko Saiero. One of the most beautiful kunoichi in the village. Her shiny mahogany colored hair was tied up in a neat ponytail, her bangs framing her face attractively. Her hazel eyes were narrowed and fierce, her coral pink lips pulled into a frown. She was not dressed in ninja gear, instead wearing an expensive looking kimono, silk green in color with brown stitching at the hems. On her delicate feet were a pair of silk slippers, a few inches high for extra height. She would have looked all the better, if she weren't glaring hatefully at the fallen girl.
Kagome felt stupid for comparing herself to Tomiko. The kunoichi's shiny hair was everything compare to her own lackluster black hair. The lovely hazel eyes, bright with confidence, would easily win over the hopeless blue depths. There was no point in comparing their clothing, but Kagome thought of it anyway. The gorgeous kimono was magnificently tailored, while the oversized grey sweater sagged in appearance. The black sweatpants were also too big on her small frame, and the old white shoes she wore belonged to her older brother.
"G-Gomen, Tomiko, I didn't see you…" Kagome murmured, bowing down to the beauty before her.
Tomiko sneered. "Didn't see me? How could you have possibly miss such a beauty?"
Kagome stuttered incoherently, much to the amusement of Tomiko and her little clique. The girls laughed uproariously and took a menacing step towards the small girl, who took a step back in fear.
"Oi!"
Turning to the loud voice, Kagome let out a sigh of relief. 'Thank kami…'
The blonde boy quickly stood in between the group of girls and Kagome, an annoyed scowl on his whiskered face. His blue eyes flashed angrily, and he glared at the girls before him.
"Leave her alone! Don't you have to go and make yourselves throw up or something?"
The girls hissed angrily before turning around and heading down the street. Tomiko glanced back at Kagome and gave her an evil glare, which caused Kagome's eyes to widen. After she had turned back around, Kagome sighed.
"Arigato, Naruto. I didn't mean to push her, I promise!"
Naruto frowned and shoved his hands into his pockets. "Mah. You should have knocked her down on her skinny ass." Walking over to his friend, Naruto looked over her frame, a concerned look on his face. "Are you ok?"
Kagome smiled and nodded, "Aa, it was just a little push. Nothing to worry about."
Both of them started to walk in the direction of their favorite sitting spot. Naruto began to tell her about how excited he was of seeing an old friend who would be coming to Konoha for the annual Gala.
"Mou, is he the one all these girls are getting so prepped up for?" Kagome asked, her head tilted. Naruto grinned.
"Yup. Surprising also, because he's just like me." Naruto told her.
Kagome blinked in surprise. "He's a Jinchuuriki?" At Naruto's nod, she smiled.
"I see. What is his name?"
Naruto grinned excitedly, "He's the Kazekage of Sunagakure, Sabakuno Gaara!"
Kagome gasped in surprise. "The Kazekage, really?"
Naruto smiled widely, "Yup!"
"That's amazing." Kagome commented quietly. She looked over at Naruto and noticed a forlorn look in his eye. "Naruto?"
Naruto only sighed. "They only want to be with him because of his power…a couple of years ago, these girls wouldn't care about Gaara at all, he'd just be another monster… like me. Now all these girls want the title of being a powerful man's lover. That's all their after, fame. It just makes me mad to know that Gaara will never find true love…"
Kagome listened to her best friends words and frowned sadly. It really was horrible, to never be truly loved, only to be used as a trophy.
"I'm sorry for your friend, Naruto. Maybe you're wrong though, maybe someone here will love him."
Naruto glanced into the warm eyes of his best friend and smiled, "I hope so."
"What do you think, Kagome?"
Kagome looked up from her position on her friend's bed and smiled sweetly. "I think you look gorgeous Ino. Are you going to the Gala?"
Ino smiled, her sky blue eyes twinkling happily. Her blonde hair was in a neat and tight bun at the top of her head holding the golden blonde stands in place. A slight touch of make-up on the girl's cream colored skin matched beautifully with the long, willowy teal kimono she wore. "Hai. I'm going with Chouji." Ino told her, a small blush on her face.
Kagome smiled happily. Ino and Chouji had been together for three months, and she couldn't be happier for them. They made a lovely couple. "Oh, I'm glad. Have fun, neh?"
Ino blinked, "Eh? Your not going, Kagome?"
Kagome smiled slightly, "Mm, no. I don't have the money for any dress clothes, and…no one asked me…" Seeing the surprised look on Ino's face, Kagome quickly smiled. "Oh, but it's nothing! I'd like to stay at home with Shippou and Souta anyway."
Ino frowned, "Are you sure? I could always call Chouji and tell him that I could stay with you-"
"No! Oh, no, Ino-chan. You've already gotten dressed…and you look so pretty. Chouji is going to be so happy to see you, please don't feel bad for me, I didn't want to go anyway." Kagome quickly told the other girl.
Ino blinked but nodded, reluctantly. "Um, alright then."
Ding-Ding-Ding
"Oh, that's Chouji!" Ino cried, running over to the mirror and looking herself over. "Can you please get that, Kagome?"
"Sure, Ino." Walking down the stairs, Kagome opened the door to see Chouji in a black and very formal looking hakama. Smiling gently, Kagome walked out the door.
"Hello, Chouji. Ino will be down soon, and when she does come, will you tell her I said I'll see her tomorrow?"
Chouji blinked, "You're not going to the Gala, Kagome?"
Kagome shook her head, "Uh, no. I offered to baby-sit Shippo while his parents went, and I'm taking him to my house so he could play with Souta."
Chouji nodded slowly, "Oh, ok then. See you."
"See you." Making her way home, Kagome smiled as a group of elders walked past her, in the direction of the Gala looking marvelous. After a while, she noticed how quiet it was. The Gala was far from her own home, but she was surprised that she heard nothing.
'Probably waiting for the Kazekage to arrive.' she thought. Too deep in her thoughts, she didn't notice the person standing with his back turned to her, and she gasped when she bumped into him and fell down, landing hard on her rear.
The person turned around and gave her a stoic frown. His black-rimmed sea foam colored eyes were narrowed in slight annoyance, and his bright red hair was visible even in the dark of the night, he had a kanji symbol above his eye, also red in color. Kagome simply stare at the breathtaking male, before she noticed the Kage robes he was wearing.
"Kazekage-sama, gomen nasai!" Kagome gasped, her head buried into her arms as she bowed low.
An annoyed sound escaped the throat of the Kage, before she felt something caress her skin. After a few minutes of wondering, she realized it was sand. It picked her up, and gently steadied her into a standing position.
"Don't."
Kagome shivered at the deep and husky voice. "N-Nani?"
"Do not bow." He clarified apathetically.
Kagome tilted her head, "I don't understand…"
"We all stumble."
Kagome was taken back by his words. He was not angry with her, he looked to be, but he wasn't.
"O-Oh."
She watched with a light blush on her face as he rose a hairless brow at her.
He seemed to be quietly amused.
"Why are you not in the Gala?"
Kagome stared down at the floor, "Mou, I wasn't invited by anyone…and I decided to baby-sit."
He stayed quiet a moment before he allowed his eyes to travel her form. After a few seconds, h met her eyes.
"Okashii." He murmured.
Kagome gaped. Oh…wow.
"Well…?"
Kagome blinked. "Eh?"
"Your name?"
Kagome bit her lip. "O-oh, its Higurashi. Kagome Higurashi, Kazekage-sama."
"Gaara."
Kagome blinked in silent question.
"You may call me, Gaara."
Kagome smiled, "Hai then. Gaara-sama."
Gaara frowned. "No. Just Gaara."
"I-I see. Gaara."
Gaara took a step towards her and lifted his pale hand. Kagome winced and closed her eyes, but then opened them feeling something slipping into the palm of her small hand.
Staring down at the lovely folded parchment in her hand, she opened it carefully and read silently.
"Invitation to: Gala."
Kagome snapped her head up and stared at Gaara with wide eyes.
Gaara only walked past her. Although he murmured something, it was so soft that she nearly missed it.
"See you there."
Meh, I suck at doing broody and overly hot characters like Gaara, XD.
Well this is just a little something to keep my readers entertained while I work on
At Long Last
Review if you want.
Henshu: Freak
Okashii: Ridiculous.
