Title: When The Lights Go Out
Author: Memoirs of the Forgotten
Summary: AU: Understanding jade clashed with scared emerald. "Take my hand." He whispered to the broken girl. "Only if you promise to save me." She replied, tears streaking down her face. –GaaraSakura. A story about relationship abuse, and how it came to an end.
Rating: T – for language and violence.
Category: Romance/Hurt/Comfort

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto or Fall Out Boy.

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My mind is simply a disaster;
through my eyes, the negatives show.
Am I going crazy?
I think I hear the ringing of a telephone.
I'm a lost cause, darling.
All the chances I had left are now blown.
So I'll lie here awake,
and watch shooting stars pass and go.
Make a wish, take a risk.
I got my imagination in tow.
Because the nights seem endless
when you're alone.

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BEEP!

Received 1 new text message.

From: Sasuke

Sakura-

Pack your shit up.
We're moving to Konoha.
Job calls for it. I'm picking you up tomorrow.
Be ready.

-Sasuke

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"Hey Gaara?"

"Hn?"

"Did I tell you that Kankurou and I are living in Konoha, as of last week?"

"..."

"Well, Kankurou and I are living in Konoha. Since last week."

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Location: Konoha, Japan. Konoha Academy - Uzumaki Naruto's high school.

"Senpai! Senpai!" Naruto turned around at the excited call, and spotted a boy he recognized as his favorite student, Konohamaru. He tutored the boy in the Music Club he created for the after school curriculum.

"What's up dude?" He was greeted with a gap-toothed grin and adoring gray eyes. "Did you hear the news, senpai?"

At this information, the blond blinked confusedly. "What news?" He pouted as he grumbled under his breath about how he always the last person to find out about gossips of the like.

"There are going to be students transferring to our academy tomorrow!"

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Location: Konoha, Japan. Hiroshi Complex - Subaku family's apartment building.

Sea-foam colored eyes roamed, drinking in the furnishings of its new abode. Gaara nodded his head, showing that he was pleased with the home he was now going to live in. A tap on his shoulder interrupted his reverie, and he turned to glare at the culprit in annoyance. His glare softened slightly when he saw that his sister was carrying multiple boxes in her arms. The only thing visible of her appearance was her unruly hair sticking out from behind the pile of cardboard. Feeling generous enough to ease her struggle, the redhead grabbed the load and placed it into his own arms, which were strong and quite capable of carrying heavy items.

"Thanks." Temari said breathlessly, smiling at her brother. It was then that she noticed that Gaara grew much taller over the years, which was a surprise to the tough woman. She remembered Gaara to be smaller than average when they were younger - but he seemed to tower her 5"8' in what she assumed was his 6"2' height. She shook her head sadly, words of how she did not witness him mature into a handsome, young man making her feel a bit guilty.

"Temari," Gaara's gruff voice was muffled from the barrier he was holding, "where do I put this?"

"Oh! Those are your things. The last door to the left down the hallway is your room. I designed it myself!" Gaara could sense the happy grin his sister was shooting at him, and he couldn't help but roll his kohl-rimmed eyes. Typical.

He grunted in consent before making his way down to what was labeled his room. Once he put down of what was supposed to be his belongings, he analyzed his surroundings. 'Not bad..' he thought as he continued to look around his room. The walls were painted a deep crimson, giving off a sophisticated atmosphere. A twin sized bed was propped up against the wall to his right, covered in a midnight black duvet and matching pillows. A dark wood nightstand laid beside his bed, and a corresponding bookshelf and desk on the opposite wall of his mattress.

A simple black rug was settled in the middle of the room, its plush texture cushioning the weight of Gaara as he walked on it. He slowly went back to the containers of his possessions, opening one of them to see many notebooks and novels crammed inside of it. He found a slip of paper slither its way into his vision and picked it up. He scanned its contents quickly before putting it back inside the box.

An irritating twitch took over Gaara's lips. He almost scoffed at the fact that he almost smiled. Psh.

Gaara,

Kankurou and I felt like giving you a welcome home present, so we bought you some things that you might appreciate. Well, I came up with the idea. Kanky just went with it, even if he complained that the 'welcome back thing' was too 'girly and mushy' What a wuss. (HEY!) We know you like reading, so we bought you some books that we'd thought you'd like. Horror, mystery and all that. (Yes! Gore is manly. Remember that.) And some journals and whatnot because you also enjoy writing. We don't know what you write, to be exact, but we've seen you scribble stuff around on scraps of paper. (Do you write smut? If you do, can I read some?) Kanky's an idiot. A perverted idiot. (Shut up Temari.) I threw in a sketchpad in there too. I don't know if you even get a kick out of drawing, but you seem like the brooding artist type. Don't hurt me!

Love,
Temari and Kankurou

'So that's why I have a bookshelf.. Huh.'

Gaara organized the books and journals onto its proper shelf, arranging the text to be in alphabetical order by title. He went on to the next two boxes and sighed. It looked like Temari went on a shopping spree and got him a wardrobe of his own.

Sometimes, Gaara wondered about his siblings.

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Temari was out, going to a night session of one of her college classes. She explained to Gaara that Kankurou and herself were attending the community college that was a few blocks away from their apartment.

Gaara was left eating take-out. He nibbled on his sausage pizza, savoring the taste. He forgot how good food actually was. What he ate at the hospital was not even considered food in his view. Just a pile of crap that was given to keep patients alive and nourished. But he survived, didn't he?

His sensitive ears caught the sound of jingling keys and the lock of the door clicking. He stood up to check who just entered the loft and saw that what he recalled was his older brother came in.

"Kankurou?" Gaara called out boredly, walking over to the man, only two inches shorter than himself.

Kankurou's reply was a jump of surprise and hissed whisper of "Holy shit!"

"Gaara?! Don't fucking scare me like that, dude! Woah.. Damn, you grew! I forgot that Temari was picking you up today. How's it going?" The lean, brunette boy rambled before ending it with a greeting. Gaara noticed that his brother changed from the last time he saw him. He wasn't chubby anymore, since he apparently lost all his baby fat.

Gaara just shrugged, walking back into the kitchen with Kankurou following.

Both of them ate pizza in comfortable silence before Kankurou spoke up.

"Be awake by 6:30 A.M. School starts at 7:15. Temari bought you some supplies and shit; I think it's somewhere in the living room. There's this Uzumaki kid that lives next door that goes to the same school you're going to. He's cool, so don't worry about holding back the impulse of ripping his head off. Walk with him, since he knows the way. Got it?"

Gaara nodded before he went back to eating his food, biting back a snippy remark about how he'd be awake all night anyways because of his cursed insomnia.

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BEEP!

Received 1 new text message.

From: 853-2609

Naruto? Uzumaki Naruto?

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CLICK!

REPLY.

To: 853-2609

Yeah.. Who is this?

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BEEP!

Received 1 new text message.

From: 853-2609

Remember me? It's Sakura. Haruno Sakura.

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CLANK!

Naruto dropped his phone.

"Oh. Damn."

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I'm a stitch away from it;
And a scar away from falling apart, apart.
Blood cells pixelate, and the eyes dilate;
And the full moon peels, got me out on the street at night.

-(After) Life of the Party

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