This is my new story, YAY!! I am going to update Highschool, around the end of next week, so don't worry. This story is dedicated to Fire911Fire. I really hope you like this!
The lights were bright. The crowd was big and loud. The music was blasting, but my voice was cracking. Everything was spinning. They had warned me, not to do anyhting stupid, but I didn't listen. My head was killing me. I felt my eyes roll into the back off my head, then everything went black.
When I opened my eyes I was staring at Naruto, Shikamaru, Kiba, and Sasori. My head was killing me, it was worse than before. I finally noticed all of them were glaring at me. I knew they were pissed, but right now I didn't give a damn. I wanted something to make the feeling go away. Anything.
"Damn it, Gaara what were you thinking? Are you stupid? Were you trying to kill yourself?" Sasori yelled.
I just rolled my eyes, like I cared about what he was saying. He'd been saying the exact same thing since I was sixteen. That's when dad finally went over the line and hit me. The bastard, thought he was so cool. I was the only one of his children that he hit. He didn't hit Sasori, Temari, or Kankuru, he hit me. Why? Because when I was born mom died. He blamed me, but he restrained from hitting me, until I told him that I wasn't there for him to yell at. He slapped me across the face and I cried for the first time since I was eight.
And that was the beginning of hell. He got sent to jail when I was eighteen. Now two years later, I was still scarred. I sat up. I was in a hospital. Typical for me. I rubbed my eyes.
"Gaara your so troublesome." I heard Shikamaru say.
"Whatever, I'm out of here." I said my voice was void of emotion as it always was.
"Gaara you're not going anywhere. We got you a personal therapist. You can't be doing drugs anymore." Naruto said slinging his arm over my shoulder. I glared at him.
"She's here, she wants to meet you." Kiba said smiling at me smugly.
"So we'll leave you in here so you can meet her." Sasori said pushing me back on to the bed gently. I glared a t him.
Sakura's POV.
Sasori walked over to me. He looked pissed. Hmm. Not a good sign. He was Gaara's oldest brother, the one who asked me to be Gaara's therapist. I smiled politely. He gave me a nod.
"He's not very happy about you being here. I'm sorry." He said trying to smile.
"No it's fine, this is what I'm here for." I told him, then walking into his little brothers hospital room. As I walked in. It hit me. I realized what I should have realized in the very beginning. Sasori was of course a member of the famous band Akatsuki. But now looking at this younger redhead it clicked. i had read once that Sasori was the brother of lead singer of my favorite band, Desert coffin, so the man in front of me was Gaara. I suppressed a scream.
"Hello, I'm Sakura Haruno." I said holding out my hand for him to shake.
He glared at my hand, then at me. He was not a happy camper. This would be harder than I thought. What would be the best way to handle this situation?
"Well, I will be in your life for the next six months. This is to ensure that you are completely free of drugs, alcohol, and cigarettes. I've heard you do all of the three. I'm also here to help you get out of your depression." I said, being serious now.
"I don't need your help." He hissed.
"From what I've heard you passed out at your last concert. That's not good for the public, your going to ruin your image." I said trying to make him understand.
"I don't have a problem." His voice was full of venom.
"Well that's not what I was told. I will be visiting you on Saturday, but on occasions you will see me on Wednesdays instead." I said.
Gaara's POV
Who the hell did this pink haired bitch think she was? She couldn't talk to me like that! Did she know who I was?
"I don't want to see you." I hissed at her.
"You don't really have a say, you've been categorized as a threat to yourself, and it's been court ordered that you see me." She said like a smart know it all.
"Fine! Just leave!" I yelled. She nodded at me.
"I'll see you tomorrow." She said smiling, then exiting the room.
I then saw Sasori enter the room, I sent him my coldest glare. He rolled his eyes at me, and the rest of the band entered the room.
"Gaara, calm down. This isn't something to get so upset over." Sasori said, obviously uninterested.
"I don't see why I have to see someone. How am I a threat to myself? What I do to myself, is my business and no one else's." I said annoyed.
"Oh get over it Gaara. Were going home, so your either coming with us or you can stay here." Naruto said joking with me.
"I'm coming!" I growled.
Sakura's POV.
"So let me get this straight your Gaara Sabaku's personal therapist?" The blond haired girl asked.
"Yes Ino! You asked me that about five times. Oh, and get this, I also saw Sasori, the lead singer of Akatsuki!" Sakura said, finally loosing her her composure, and screaming.
"That's so exciting Sakura!" A shy girl with indigo hair said.
"Hinata's right! This is so exciting." Ten Ten said.
"It is, the only problem is, Gaara and me didn't exactly get off on the right foot." Sakura said sighing.
"So? Your going to be seeing him for a long time, he'll learn to get along with you." Ino said squealing again.
"Maybe." Hinata said quietly. From what she'd read in magazines, Sabaku no Gaara was a very unpleasant, and stubborn person. They all nodded with Hinata's statement.
Gaara's POV.
I sat on my bed, pouting, I guess that's what you could call it, besides the fact that I'm way to cool for pouting. Damn my brother, and my friends. They didn't understand no one did, they didn't go through the shit I did, they didn't feel the pain I felt.
I had an urge. I needed drugs. I needed to hurt myself. I needed a cigarette. Hell even a little alcohol would help me. I couldn't though, I knew I was being watched on a surveillance camera in my room. They thought it was hidden, but I could tell. Just because I don't take care of myself doesn't mean I'm stupid.
I changed into my pajamas and lay on my bed. If I went to bed, maybe I wouldn't feel the urges. Then I remembered I was insomniac. Damn it! I couldn't take my sleeping pills, because they said I could get high off of them. I lay there staring at the ceiling, thinking of nothing in particular. Until that pink haired bitch popped into my mind.
Bitch thought she was so mature. A therapist? She looked like she was about eighteen. Why her? I bet this is Sasori's way of setting me up. What a bastard. Pisses me off. I could get any bitch, whore, slut I wanted. Everyone wanted me. I didn't want anyone.
"Damn it give me my sleeping pills, and while your at it I want my anger management pills!" I yelled at the camera. I waited a few minutes, and Naruto walked through the door.
"Gaara, please calm down." He said. He wasn't smiling.
"I will if you give me my meds!" My voice was still pretty loud.
"Here." He said handing me one sleeping pill, and one anger management pill. I swallowed them without water.
"You could've just brought the bottle." I said feeling both pills start to take effect.
"No, then you would get high. Just go to bed, I'll see you in the morning." He said giving me a fake smile, then exiting my room.
Whatever. I then drifted to sleep.
Okay, so that's just the first chapter, more to come. And this will be a GaaraxSakura, with minor pairings, that you'll see later!