It was just Monday, I told myself.
Just like every other school day, nothing would change.
Nothing interesting ever happened in Boring little Konoha.
It was just Monday, like I said. Another school day to pass through with ease.
Konaha was so boring at times like this but who really cared. At least you wouldn't be caught off guard, never have to prepare for anything. Just breeze through life as long as you lived in Konoha and went to Konaha High School. It was a village such as that, it was not so perfect. Outside the walls that held us in everything seemed like true freedom. Much like everyone else, nobody wanted to take the first step out of the easy routine. Some scared to know what it would be like on our own. With me, I could care less if Konaha was boring, after all it was easy to take advantage of such a single day such like the others.
I was what some called the "Queen Bee" or top of everything. Who knew it could be so much fun to be above the others. I had no say in the nickname but my attitude did.
Why let yourself be kicked around by people when you can use words as a weapon? Normally in my case, A normal school day consisted of my alarm clock waking me up. If that didn't do it, my mom did. "Ino sweetie! get up and get ready for a great day of school!" Huh. How could my mom become so thrilled about today, nothing changed for her or my father. Work at the flower shop. Simple, the same customers came everyday. The shining sun that came through my window proved it to be a bright morning and an annoying one at that. I groaned, throwing my covers from my body and mentally prepared myself for the day. First the bickering between Sakura and myself about Sasuke, What seemed to be the most sexy human being in our school. Next Naruto's wise cracks about my name. Then Hinata stuttering at Lunch along with Kiba's loud mouth. Then to listen to Neji's little speech on destiny and Rock Lee's bragging about Taijutsu and the wonderful Gym teacher, Maito Gai. As well as meeting Gaara in Detention for fighting on school grounds at the end of the day.
Yet it didn't matter, this was the only life I knew and that how it seemed it would go with Detention with Gaara, he freaked me out. There was something about him that just sent shivers through my body, his dead green eyes seeming to have a choke hold around me. I stood up from my bed, the gold locks of my hair spiraling down my shoulders and back. The pajamas I wore looked baggy, making a change to not have a feel of tight clothes on my body. I had to save that for my uniform. I dragged myself to my closet, taking out the school uniform. I sighed, holding up the small shirt that consisted of a white color and a blue tie around the collar. It barely came down to my belly button. Behind all the clothes in my closet was hidden a purple dress. One I never wore and thought I never would. It looked pretty but it just wasn't me. It never would be. Besides it made me look not only anorexic but a whore as well. I wrinkled my nose as the sight of that dress. At last I closed the closet doors, making the dress disappear in the dark.
The school uniform made me look like a school girl. A well behaved, ditsy little goody goody who could be taken for a daddy's girl. I loved it. The rest of the uniform consisted of a plaid skirt not even coming to my knees. The uniform made me look so innocent, another advance to get the things I wanted. I touched my reflection in the mirror that hung before me. I twirled in a complete circle before the mirror, letting my skirt fly up, showing my pink lacy panties. The school shirt was tight on me, it gave a good view of the pink bra straps. Perfect. Now for the hair, I thought. The last thing that completed my hidden image. A thousand times, a small pink brush ran through my hair. My mother always told me, 'the more you count, the more the beauty will last.' Hopefully to me, it would last forever. Once I was done with the traditional routine, I pulled her hair back into the original ponytail, leaving a small fringe parted to the side of my face. I smiled to her reflection, admiring my looks. I indeed, looked perfect in every way. Then turning from the mirror, I slipped on my ninja shoes, then hurried out of my bedroom and raced down the stairs to the main floor which was also known as the flower shop. There was no time to open the windows to the flower shop and greet the birds and the sun today. It was already seven forty five and I was in a hurry. "Ino dear! aren't you gonna have some breakfast?" My mother called from behind the flower shop counter, putting on an apron to prepare for work.
"No thanks Mom, I'm in a hurry! No time!" I said, running past the counter she was behind and ran out the door, leaving without a single goodbye. It's not like I would have eaten breakfast anyway, even if I had the time. I was on this "diet" thing. It was what the pretty girls were doing, The basic treatment to have beauty. Besides all boys care about is appearances anyway, caring if the girl has other pluses was ignored. Food was nothing compared to Beauty after all. Now halfway to Konoha High, I would soon be meeting up with my best friend, Sakura Haruno. Yes, We fought and liked the same boy but we friends none the less. "Hey Ino-Pig! You better hurry up or you'll be late." Sakura said, running alongside me. "You'll be late too, So your not the one to talk." I argued back. The pink haired kunoichi smirked, her rose hair bouncing off her back, and her skirt rising up along with my own. "Race ya to school, first one there gets to sit next to Sasuke." Sasuke Uchiha. Every since he started going to Kohana High, every girl was out for themselves to get him. Pity really. I thought, thinking that they could get with Sasuke when He was practically made for someone like me. "Hmph, Ok Sakura. I smirked, too easy. Holding up such an image wasn't so bad, especially when Sakura practically gave me situations like these to keep the act up.
"You're on." I dared to my friend and with those words left in the air, we were off.
It was just Monday.
It such a village as this, that didn't mean a thing.
Nothing changed the slow passing hours of the village, no event could do any wrong.
The same routine kept everyone in pace.
As it should. I am Sabaku no Gaara. Going back to a school to listen to teachers go on and on about nothing. How exactly could this prepare us an education for our future? It didn't. For me, I just had to wait until my father kicked the bucket and then I would take his place as Kazekage. Yet until then I had to go through the basic routine of the school day. Hearing Sakura Haruno and her friend Ino bitch about Sasuke, who so happens to own the school with his looks. Watch as Naruto insults Ino because of what her name means, which got older each day. I would stand as far away from everyone when lunch came around, That was when Hinata would stutter and that loud mouthed Kiba would drone on and on. At last to have Detention with the Queen of Hell herself, Ino Yamanka.
Not that Ino was that bad, she was a bitch. A complete and utter bitch, if you want me to be honest. It killed to have her talk and bitch to me about how perfect everything was in her life. Of course she would have a wonderful life, she never knew the other side. My life. Today though I had a feeling. A feeling that today, on what seemed as though the same fucked up Monday that it would always seem to be, everything would change. That everything in Ino's life would fall to pieces and soon she would too. If only she were to know, what would her life be like then? I wanted to know. What if I had taken her from it all, everything she held power of. It seemed around seven fifty-seven. Class would begin in three minutes or so. Whatever. The only thing I looked forward to all day was Detention.
Sure Ino was a bitch. Yes, she annoyed the hell out of me but at least I never didn't have to talk back, right? Even thought that was the only good side of spending that much time with the blonde kunoichi. So here I was walking to school by myself. Temari and Kankuro never walked with me, It never bothered me, I liked the quiet of walking alone. My hands were in my pockets and the gourd was against my back. I was plain and that was good enough for me. I never felt the need to dazzle anyone, more or less girls of the school. With much bad luck, The girls practically threw themselves at any boy for the attention and urge to gossip about more bad luck to tell, I sighed as the image of the two familiar faces of Kohana were coming right toward me from a distance. Time repeated itself too often. Ino was leading her rival, as if in a race. Of course, dueling for Uchiha once again, I bet. Pity really. Ino could probably have any fool in this school, why was Uchiha her goal? Oh right, he was perfect. Unlike myself, I was nowhere near where Sasuke and Ino were.
I was myself, just a quiet person who kept to myself. As most of the kids in school normally called me was an outcast who kept his place in school. Life was never a fairytale for me, I would never believe it to be. It was called reality and it hit me hard then I thought it would. Soon it would hit us all but I couldn't wait until it hit her. Hopefully it would knock a bit of sense into Ino as well. To show her, she wasn't perfect. She wasn't better than anyone and that she never would be. Someday, she would accept she was just like everybody else. It was rather pathetic as I continued watching the two with dull eyes. They were running out of time, yet I had all the time in the world. How was that? This didn't seem like a fun little race against friends that it had been, it was now a war for love against rivals. I leaned against the wall of the school as I paused in my steps, taking a deep breath as the sound of loud running steps came closer. I looked to the two, did they ever give up? I looked closer to the situation, watching as Ino tripped.
I tilted my head at this, a million thoughts rushing through my mind. I merely chuckled at the blonde's luck. Karma finally came to pay it's price, I suppose. Yet I felt my heart beat, the slow loud thumps encouraged my breathing to become faster. A dark feeling came into my body, shaking my thoughts to think differently. It like time had frozen, giving me a change to think over my actions. I moved from the walk and ran to the blonde, skidding in the dirt I reached back and pulled out the cork to my gourd and reached my other hand out. I was panting, feeling as I was too late to take action. The kicked up dust cleared and I saw that I had caught her before the fall. I sighed, this girl seems as much trouble as she was worth. For some reason Ino's eyes were closed, as if the sand was crushing her fragile body. I blinked, the sand from my gourd shouldn't have taken any real action other then to catch her. Slowly her eyes open and looked to me.
"You..." The single word slipped out, quiet like the flow of a breeze that pasted us both. "I win..." A voice sing songed and both Ino and myself turned to see Sakura Haruno leaning against the wall of school's doors, a smile on her face.
"You!" I heard Ino's voice harden as well as her gaze apon me. I pulled my arm back to my side, letting the girl fall onto the cement. "You could say thank you."
The blonde stood up, dusting up her now scratched knees. "For what? Nearly crushing me to death?" Ino lifted her head to meet my eyes once again. "Thanks you're my hero."
I sighed, allowing the sand to slither back into the gourd as I capped it with the cork. "Well seeing as you can't even save herself." I said, feeling as though I was wasting my breath.
"Excuse me? What's that suppose to mean?" Ino shouted back, her arms now crossed in anger. Shit, What have I've gotten myself into now? I took a step forward, so I was face to face with Ino.
"I said you were too weak to even save yourself." The blonde only glared back with more emotion she could left loose.
"I'm not weak! Nobody calls me weak," Ino spoke, stating each word bitterly through gritted teeth. I smirked, this was starting to be fun.
"I just did, go ahead then Yamanaka. Prove me wrong." I dared. Ino bit her lip, she really didn't stand a chance at all. After all I have killed more people than she could dare to put a mark on as tt was all a chance of luck if she lasted to even hurt me at all.
"I...I..." The blonde managed to stutter and was she shaking? This raised my interest, she was truly shaking.
"Exactly, " I stated with a shake of my head, sending bits of sand that had launched at from my rescuing act, "It seems little miss perfect isn't so great after all." With a shrug, I pivoted to the left, moving away to turn away. "It's called reality, Ino. Get used to it ."
The small voice began to chant. "I'm not weak. I'm not weak." How long was this going to on? She couldn't fool me.
"You are weak, just like everybody else." My words picked at her and it made the blonde wince. Why couldn't she see that? I felt the sand escape from my gourd, hissing to the earth as it circled around me. I was getting so worked over nothing. I watched as Ino tightened her fists, releasing the pressure building up and then building up more. At last she let her fist stay tight and slowly lifted her arm. Without time to make a move, she pulled her arm back and hit me with as much force her body could build up.
"Fuck You." I felt bits of my sand armor fall from my cheek. Her, Ino Yamanaka, Little miss perfect had actually punched me. No one, No one ever tried to punch me, ever. If you even tried you would be lying in your own blood. Or if you were really lucky, you would still be alive and have many broken bones. I slowly lifted my head up to face Ino. On the inside I was shocked, outside wasn't so pretty. I glared at her, Was it really my fault she couldn't handle the truth? Did all that built up frustration really have to be taken out on me? The school bell rang, first period had started.
"You..." I said softly, feeling my hands begin to shake, the sand begin to dance at my feet. Yet I was calm and collected on the inside, taking deep breaths to calm myself down.
Yeah, this was perfect.
Well I couldn't doubt anything in my position.
This was what I asked for, something to distract me from the world, my world.
For something interesting to happen and now I got my wish in record time.
So here was my life would end as a Freshman Kunoichi. Kunoichi...not in the image of myself. In this side, I was too weak to be called a ninja but I had the brains and courage. So maybe I wasn't that worthless after all. Even if I only knew four Justus. Now would be the best time to use one. Mind Transfer Jutsu. Oh, yeah. My father had taught me the Jutsu before he had left for a two year mission for the Mist village. Well that was a plan. I took a deep breath, knowing I could die any second by this maniac make me shake, yet I was completely calm. Slowly I raised my hand and clapped them together. Ram, Boar, Ox, Dog, Snake.
I repeated the seals as I slowly formed them with my hands. I formed my hands to make an 'O' shape, targeting Gaara in the center. I glared at him, knowing exactly what to do with him once the Jutsu was complete.
"Shintenshin no Jutsu!" I called out and felt my soul separate from my body, now that I had the plan thought out, I just had to make sure Gaara was still for this. If not then I would be out for seven minutes, totally fucked. In a sudden, another figure broke my trance, appearing between Gaara and I. Shit. I changed the direction for my jutsu and my soul drifted off.
"Alright kiddies that's enough! Playtime's over." Mitarashi Anko spoke as I saw her for a second before my vision drifted downward along with my body. Then I blacked out.
"Every day..." Anko muttered bitterly to herself, sighing at the sight of me, bending to her knees to scoop me from the group. Well fuck you too. "Hmph Sabaku No Gaara, a real tough guy." I
heard, it felt like I was being held under water, my hearing so clear either in my state.
"Why do you do this? why can't you be a good little boy and follow the rules?" I wanted to laugh at that. If Gaara stayed out of my business then this wouldn't of happened.
"Why don't you worry about yourself instead of what others do." I felt Anko sensei's arms grow tighter on my body, I guess Anko didn't see that as much of a joke.
"Very well then, Enjoy your detention with Miss Yamanaka after school."
I heard Gaara chuckled and I wanted to shiver. "Will you be joining us?"
I could almost image Anko rolling her eyes at that. "Har Har, Sadly no I wont. Now either leave school property or go to class."
That had to be a joke, Even Gaara was laughing. Well great, now I had to stay after school yet again. Oh well, It was just following the routine. This time though, It was different. Something changed the way the routine went. Gaara, He made today fun. He could see right through me, who I really was. So he wasn't as stupid as the rest of them. It was refreshing. It was like a mirror image, playing chess against yourself. No tricks or magic to the win. You couldn't cheat, There was no cheating Gaara.
I felt curious of what that could be led to.
Based on this Monday, I felt something building.
This was perfect most to fit my image, To Gaara I wasn't perfect.
It felt nice to see that even he knew that I wasn't perfect and somehow, that completely bothered me.
A/n: This is my first fanfic. I rewrote this chapter because I felt it didn't really met any standards to both myself and the fans reading of this couple. So I hope I improved the image of the story and the way things are seen in the character's point of view. I'm sorry if it seems a bit different now but I just changed it up a bit so it should not effect anything building to the story so slightly ignore some of these plot holes in this chapter. Well that's it. Review please.