A/N: New story! It's one I've been longing to write, and will hopefully be updated more often than my other stories, as I like this story line much better and have plenty of ideas for it. Plus it's been one that's fun to create.
Sakura and Shikamaru is the final set pairing, but she will be with more before him. But not in a slut way. This is to make it more interesting, and give it more depth than automatically finding Shikamaru.
Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own Naruto. If I did…well, let's just say it would be totally different than it is now.
Quicky! There won't be any real bashing in this story. I like to poke fun at characters, but I honestly love them all…well, save for a few, but I still won't be mean to them. Because it's not their fault Kishimoto makes them the way they are [: (No offense to him or anything, but if Kishimoto – the creator of Naruto – was a character, and I owned Naruto, he'd be killed off by Sakura.)
And normally, the A/Ns won't be this long, and the story won't be this short. It's only because it's le first chapter.
Say It
One
Sometimes, I liked having a twin. Someone who knew what I was thinking without having to say it, someone who I knew would always be there for me.
But most of the time – like now, for instance – I hated it. Because Gaara was over protective and would never approve of any boy I dated. Actually, I hated all of my siblings, because they all were over protective and crazy. Gaara was just the worst of the three.
Gaara was at my boyfriend's locker, arms crossed, and even though his back was to me, I knew what was going on. He would be glaring at him, drilling him with questions. The others would've joined him, if not for the fact that my other brother was a senior and, by default, too cool for the Junior Hallway, and my sister was in my grade – she was a freakish child genius who skipped kindergarten and hasn't cared much ever since – and she rarely showed up, so she wouldn't be a problem.
I nervously kept twisting my hair around my finger as I made my way over to Sasuke's locker, who was glaring at Gaara. Oh god, oh god, oh god. Putting on my best scowl, I stepped in between the two, glancing at the two. "Gaara, get away, now." I hissed, eyes narrowed. Gaara's eyes snapped towards me, locking with mine.
His non-existent eye brow shot up, and in response I placed a hand on my hip. I was determined to win this…this battle, or whatever it was. However, after a few seconds, Gaara smirked. "He's gone," He said simply. I whirled around, to find that Sasuke's locker was closed and he was nowhere to be seen.
I shook with anger, curling my fists, my short nails digging into the palm of my hand, surely leaving crescent marks there. "GAARA! YOU FREAKING ASSHOLE!"
And then I jumped him.
Homeroom was, thankfully, much better. How so? Gaara wasn't in mine. However, Sasuke was…well, err, wasn't this morning. Specifically after Gaara scared him off. Ino – the resident 'it' girl and my best friend since forever – was at my side with tissues at the ready.
They were 'just in case' tissues.
"Saki!" Ino shook my shoulder, making me look at her. I raised an eyebrow, and she nudged her shoulder to the door. I took my time turning to the door, as I was admittedly kind of scared of what I would see. Some creepy couple making out? (In other words, our ever-so-late homeroom teacher Kakashi and our Phys. Ed. teacher Anko.) My sister and/or elder brother wanting to see me? A new kid? I almost didn't want to know. But as my eyes finally reached the doorway, they widened and I almost cried.
There was Sasuke…with a big black eye.
He gave me a look and sat as far away from me as possible. Gaara. I knew it had to be Gaara. Why else would he look at me like that? I had already 'yelled' at Gaara in front of him – so he should know that it wasn't my fault, right?
A blob of white blurred my vision. I blinked. Ino sheepishly gave me a half-assed grin, between one of sympathy and laughter. "Tissue?"
I officially hated having a twin.
