Thank you for the follows, the faves and the reviews. Here is the second chapter and it's from Temari's point of view.
Temari was glad that Kankuro had talked her into joining him at the nightclub. It was exactly what she needed, and he probably knew that. It was her first time at this nightclub, but Kankuro had been there a couple of times before. The place had been crowded, but the music was good and it was fun to watch all the people and their drunk behavior.
Some of the guys failed miserably trying to flirt with some of the women, others where more lucky and hooked up for the night. A couple of guys tried to hit on her, but they were unlucky. She wasn't there to find a guy for the night, she was there to have fun. She could be really intimidating when she wanted to, and tonight she wanted to be intimidating when guys showed her unwanted attention. That game had never interested her.
She didn't dance, but she watched others dance. Some of them where really good, and some of them were definitely not. But they all seemed to have fun.
Temari was standing by the bar, talking to Kankuro and waiting for the bartender to bring her drink, when someone bumped into her.
"You're standing on my foot."
She could barely hear him over the loud music. Annoyed she turned around and eyed him up and down. The guy was slim and slightly taller than her. His dark hair was pulled back into a high ponytail.
"You now, this place is kind of crowded, so if you don't want to be stepped on you should watch where you put your feet."
She wasn't even aware that she had stepped on him. It was an accident, he didn't have to make a big deal about it.
"It's not like I want someone to step on me, especially not with heels like that."
"Then watch where you put your feet"
Temari turned back to Kankuro and the guy muttered something about a troublesome woman. She didn't care. It wasn't like she was going to see him again.
Temari was sitting at a table outside the pizza place. She was waiting for her brothers and of course they were late. Maybe she should be used to it by now. They were often late. Or maybe she was the one who was early.
She was thankful she was wearing sun glasses. She was a bit nauseous, hungry and slightly hungover. She had woken up with a headache, but it was probably not as bad as Kankuro's. He had been drinking more than her.
She folded her arms and leaned back against the chair. She crossed her legs under the table and moved her foot to a melody inside her head. No high heals today, today she was wearing her favorite sneakers, leggings and an oversized sweatshirt. A more casual look than the night before. With a sigh she looked at the watch on her wrist. They should be here by now. She lloked up and saw Kankuro and Gaara walk towards her. Kankuro was also wearing sunglasses and she could tell he had a headache.
The guys sat down and they ordered their pizza. They often met for lunch like this. The three of them were really close, although Temari were closer to Kankuro than Gaara. Growing up had been though for all of them and Temari had been the one to take care of her younger brothers. Their mother had died when Gaara was born. Their father wasn't sure how to deal with Gaara due to his mental condition. He was very unstable, angry, unable to relate to other's and only cared for himself. He was either acting out or withdrawn and calm. Both Kankuro and Temari had been afraid of his behavior when they were younger. But he became more stable when they found the right medication. And somehow he found a really good friend in a boy named Naruto. His friendship, and the medication, changed Gaara, who had been very lonely during his childhood. The siblings became closer and Kankuro and Temari where no longer afraid of him.
Temari loved her brothers. They all had their scars, but they had each other. She listened to them talking about last night and making plans for the next weekend. Kankuro had heard about another place that he wanted to check out.
Temari looked around a little and her gaze fell on a guy with his dark hair pulled back into a high ponytail. He was facing her direction, sitting across the table from a chubby guy. It was the guy from last night. He was talking to his friend, but she could sense that he'd rather be somewhere else. She didn't expect to see him again, and she probably wouldn't do it again. His hair made her think of a pineapple. Maybe she should buy one on her way home.
They finished their pizza and left the pizza place. Temari got her bike and walked with her brothers to the buss stop. Kankuro was the only one of them with a car but he wasn't driving today. Temari had a driving license but no car. She borrowed Kankuro's from time to time, when he was in the mood to let her borrow it. Gaara didn't even have a license.
They said goodbye and Temari road her bike to the grocery store. She got what she needed and went home. When she lay down on her couch with her eyes closed and listened to the sound from the television she remembered that she forgot to by a pineapple.
I hope you like the story so far. I know the chapters are pretty short and i will try to make the following chapters a little longer.
