Hi! I know, it's like, another GaaraXSakura story! Well this one I believe has a unique plot and I actually started this a year ago so I just reread it and added to it :3 Anyway, I hope you like it!
Sakura: Yuukimari doesn't own any characters from Naruto nor Naruto itself. Enjoy!
Sakura's POV
He looked so strange, not that his strangeness was a bad thing, but he just stood there in the window, watching. His eyes were surrounded by black from obvious insomnia. He was pale from not being let out into the sun and his hair was bloody red that always looked awesome and dare I say, hot to me. He had the most beautifully creepy pale teal eyes that were completely emotionless most of the time from what I could tell but some part of me longed to make him smile. He always stood in the top right window on the second floor of the house. I ran a hand through my long pink locks nervously. I heard his name was Sabaku no Gaara and he lived with his two siblings and father. He had one sister named Temari and one brother named Kankuro. Temari and Kankuro both go to my school. Temari's a senior and Kankuro's a sophomore while Gaara is supposed to be a freshman like me. Except he doesn't go to school. Many say that he's a psychopath but I don't believe it and neither does my mom. We both always try to get him over to our house so we invite the Sabaku's over often but he never seems to show. Neither does their dad much but whenever he does, he gets very tense when Gaara's comes up and says he's sick. I wonder if they home school him but whenever I see him, he's always just standing there watching like he has nothing else to do. He looks malnourished too which worries us. I meet his eyes without fear unlike a lot of people. Of course I hear the same rumors fluttering around about how he apparently killed people and his dad locked him up in a room to prevent it but seeing how his bones protrude and the almost gentle and lonely look in his eyes, I doubt it. And today was the day. I knew that I was going to do it today because my mom and I made a pact. After school, I WILL go and ask to see him. Their father won't be home because he barely ever is so my mom is going to offer for us to go over and be with them so they aren't alone. No doubt they'll say yes too because they've admitted themselves that they feel uncomfortable without an adult figure around, even if Temari is a senior. Gaara stares at me and I stare at him with curiosity. I wave and smile at him. Gaara's face contorts into confusion and he awkwardly raises a hand at me, seeming unsure and shocked. I smile more and get out a notebook. I write big on it in a black marker and show it to him. It says, 'Hey, do you think I could come over and meet you after school today?' Gaara reads it, his teal eyes soaking it in. He thought for a moment and then left. He came back with a pad of paper and a marker and was writing something. He showed it to me. It read, 'Maybe, ask Temari. Why do you want to meet me?' I smiled and wrote on a new piece of paper, 'Because I like making new friends and I love your hair' I showed it to him. He seemed to let out a laugh as he slightly hid it behind the notebook as he wrote. He showed it. 'Thanks, it's called bed head. You should try it.' I laughed and Kankuro who had just come out looked at me weird. I grinned at Gaara and he let out a small smile. I wrote again on a piece of paper, 'I'd have to learn how to do that first, you should teach me'. I held it up and Kankuro saw as he walked over and glanced up to who I was talking to. Gaara was writing when he did. He held it up and saw Kankuro, his eyes widening a little in what looked like fear. His paper said, 'I can. It's pretty easy. If I meet you, then sure'. I nodded and flashed a smile before turning to Kankuro who was looking at us shocked.
"Hey Kankuro, do you think that my mom and I could come over today?" I asked, smiling friendly at Kankuro. Kankuro blushed slightly.
"Uh yeah. Actually, Temari won't be there, she'll be hanging out with her boyfriend so I'm sure that she'll appreciate the help. Um, just wondering, why were you talking to Gaara?" Kankuro asked, looking up at the window. Gaara was there watching. I gave him a reassuring smile before looking back at Kankuro.
"Because he seems cool and I like meeting new people. Plus his hair is awesome." I shrugged, smiling. The bus came and we got on. I waved at Gaara as we left and he waved back slightly before disappearing into his room.
Gaara's POV
I watched her as she waved at me before the bus was about to move. I waved back in a small gesture before going back to my bed. She spoke to me… I couldn't believe it! Her name's Sakura and she lives across the street from me. She was here before we moved in which was when I was ten which was 6 years ago. Ever since then, I've kinda have what some might call a 'crush'. To me, she's completely beautiful and when I first saw her I told Temari that I thought she was pretty which meant the same thing to me at the time. But over the years, she just seemed to grow into an angel. She had long bubble-gum pink hair that went down to her lower back and the most beautiful emerald green eyes that I have ever seen. They reminded me of forests but I wasn't able to really see them up close which SUCKED. Her skin looks so flawless and soft and the perfect skin tone between tan and pale. And I understand that comments about her body are inappropriate but I'm a teenage guy with hormones so I have rights. Let's just say that she has all the curves in the right places.
'She said she liked my hair…' I thought, still shocked at what just happened. I hoped that she would come over so I can meet her but I wasn't sure how much of a chance there was. I sighed before starting on my daily school work and such for home school which took at most 4 hours. Their school lasted 8. So the least I would have to myself before Kankuro gets home is 4. And I get to see Sakura then too but only for a minute and through a window.
'The one actual time that I wish I had a life and school.' I thought as I started. All though, that was a lie. I always wanted to go to school and see what it was like even though during the few times I do get to talk to Kankuro and Temari, which is when my dad isn't home, they always say I'm lucky that I'm smart and I'm home schooled. I mean, it's not bad. I get to paint and relax and read all I want as long as I stay in my room most of the time. I'm so glad that Dad is letting me paint. Before I was able to, I was miserable. Painting is just relaxing and it keeps me in my room which makes Dad a lot better so he buys me new paints and such that I need every week. All I have to do is write it down on a piece of paper and slid it under the door and eventually Dad will get it and buy it for me. He leaves it outside my door along with breakfast in the morning. I thought about painting as I did my work.
Sakura's POV
I waited eagerly as I watched the clock. 5 minutes until school ended. My leg shook anxiously and Sasuke slid a folded paper onto my desk. I unfolded it and read it, stopping my shaking momentarily. It read,
'What are you so anxious for?' I sighed and scribbled on the paper, 'doing something cool with my mom after school. Why?' I folded it and slid it back, my leg shaking again. He wrote on it and slid it back, not bothering to fold it. It read, 'Because your leg keeps shaking into mine.' I blushed slightly and stopped, trying to remember to not do it. I only had 3 more minutes anyway. My mom already knew that I'd be going over to the Sabaku's right after school so she was going to make some brownies or something and come over after they were done.
"Sorry." I muttered to Sasuke. He 'hned' and continued to be emotionless and nonchalant like usual. It bugged me. To me, it spoke out as, 'I'm arrogant' which he was sometimes. 1 more minute. Everyone including me started to pack up and put the chairs on top of the desks.
"So what are you doing after school?" Sasuke asked as he put his chair up.
"Meeting someone. Why?" I shrugged as I put mine up and slung my messenger bag over my shoulder.
"Just heard you might have a boyfriend so I was curious." Sasuke shrugged apathetically. I rolled my eyes and the bell rang.
"Yeah, like that'd happen." I said sarcastically before rushing out. I hurried onto the bus and sat next to Kankuro. He smiled at me.
"Sup, pinkie?" Kankuro asked. I shrugged.
"Being annoyed by Sasuke. You?" I smirked. He nodded.
"Not much. I'm looking forward to your mom's cooking though. And yeah, Sasuke can be a dick sometimes." Kankuro agreed. I nodded. We listened to our music on the rest of the way home.
Sakura's POV
I walked with Kankuro to their house. He opened the door with a key and walked in, letting me in. I followed and close the door behind me.
"You can just set your bag down anywhere." Kankuro said as he set his backpack down on the right side of the door. I put mine beside his.
"Gaara, I'm home! You should come down here!" Kankuro called upstairs.
"Do I have to?!" A voice called back.
"Yes! I have a surprise! Now hurry your ass down here!" Kankuro called back, rolling his eyes.
"Hey! No cussing." I teased Kankuro. He just shrugged as someone came down the stairs. I looked up and smiled friendly. He froze for a second and then more slowly walked down the stairs. His hair was very messy but in a sexy way and he wore a grey long sleeve shirt with black worn out skinny jeans.
"Gaara, this is Sakura, from across the street." Kankuro introduced. I raised a hand.
"Sup?" I smiled. Gaara smiled back slightly. He shrugged.
"Not much, so this is the girl you said was hot Kankuro?" Gaara grinned, shooting his brother a look. Kankuro glared.
"So? You said she was beautiful Mr. Romance." Kankuro smirked. Gaara blushed and glared. I blushed and laughed nicely.
"Thank you." I smiled at Gaara. He nodded.
"Sure." He shrugged, trying to act like he didn't care by looking away.
"So, I'm goin to go play video games. You can show her around Mr. Romance." Kankuro shrugged as he went to the living room which I noticed had an Xbox and PlayStation in it. I looked at Gaara. He rolled his eyes.
"Geez. One day he's gonna get fat from just sitting around. Anyway, uhh, wanna go look around?" Gaara asked awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. I smiled.
"Sure, I kinda wanna see your room if you don't mind." I smiled. I noticed colors on his hand and looked at them confused. He didn't seem to notice.
"Uhh sure." Gaara shrugged, not really caring. He lead me up the stairs and to the room all the way at the end of the hallway where the window that he always looks out from was. When we walked it, I was shocked. I wasn't expecting it to be this… empty. He had a closet which was closed on the left wall near the mirror and a full sized bed with black comforters on the left side wall. There was a desk on the right side of the window and the room was very open and empty in the middle besides an easel and a small white plastic drawer container that had small black wheels on it. On the top there was a cup that had murky water that some paint brushes sat in, tons of paint containers and a little plastic circle that had indented half circles in it where different shades of purple paint sat. On the easel was a large canvas that was sitting horizontally. It had a landscape of a mystical island that was shined on by the moon that was an odd light blue color. Around the distant island was water that looked like it had a purple glow coming from the bottom of it and shadows of fish and sharks could be seen. It was obvious that this painting was recently worked on since the paint was still wet. I walked over to it and realized that there was a rolling stool that Gaara sat in as he watched me. I looked at the painting in awe. He rolled over to me.
"Yeah, I was working on this when you guys came home." He smiled. He too was looking at the painting. I smiled.
"It's amazing. I cant believe that you painted this!" I exclaimed, not able to explain how good it was.
"Thanks." Gaara chuckled. I realized that his voice had a rasp in it that made it kinda husky and sexy in a way. I blushed but ignored it.
"So do you paint a lot?" I asked. Gaara nodded.
"Yeah, I mean, I basically am alone all day so… yeah." Gaara shrugged but his eyes showed lonliness.
"So you're home schooled?" I asked.
"Yep." He nodded.
"That's cool." I smiled. Gaara shrugged, not so sure.
"Not particularly. I'd rather be at school than home alone in a room all day." Gaara said, looking at his painting.
"You're home alone in a room all day? How come?" I asked.
"Because I'm technically not supposed to leave this room…" Gaara murmured. I looked at him confused but before I could ask, Kankuro called up saying that my mom was here.
"Your mom?" Gaara asked. I nodded.
"Yeah, she brought snacks and is gonna stay here with you and Kankuro as am I until Temari gets home." I smiled. Gaara nodded in understanding.
"Oh, okay." He said with slight relief in his voice. 'Poor guy.' I thought sadly.
"Um… can you tell me what school is like?" Gaara asked me. I looked at him and nodded, sitting on his bed.
"Yeah. It's kinda hectic but it can be fun sometimes if you have friends in your classes. The unfortunate thing is the annoying people like a guy named Sasuke Uchiha and all the drama circulating around. I mean, it's a little too hectic and crazy for my taste but some people really like it." I shrugged, not really sure how to explain it. Gaara tilted his head like a puppy.
"That kinda sounds stupid. What kind of drama is there? And what's wrong with Sasuke?" Gaara questioned.
"Drama like who's dating who and who had sex with who and all of that stuff. It can also be people ruining other peoples' reputations with lies. And Sasuke? Well, he's just an egotistical asshole." I explained.
"Well that sounds terrible." Gaara said with a serious interest in what I had to say.
"It kinda is. Anyway, I kinda wish I could stay here with you all day and just be homeschooled like that. It'd be so much fun if we did it together I think because then we could make jokes and play around while helping each other learn. Maybe we could even make jokes that help us remember information." I joked, smiling at Gaara. Gaara smiled a little back.
"That sounds fun. I hate being alone in here." He said, looking down at his paint covered hands. I studied him, seeing this guy as the opposite of what everyone says.
'I wonder how he got the reputation he has.'
So Gaara's a painter :3 Heehee anyway, please review if you want me to continue this one because I'm on the fence about continuing it for fanfiction. I might for fun but if you want me to post updates and all, you need to review. Thanks for reading! :D
