Izzy: Yawn. It's late… not really. 8:45…. Why am telling you this? I don't know! I think I'm going insane…
Cookie Monster: Just eat a cookie. You'll be all better!
Izzy: *eats cookie* Yummy! ^^ I feel loads better now!
Cookie Monster: Told you! C is for Cookie and Cookie is for me and you!
Izzy: You're so awesome. Wanna do my disclaimer?
Cookie Monster: Of course! Issy111 doesn't own Naruto. But she does own that delicious cookie that she's eating!
Izzy: Nom nom nom. *munch, munch*
"Sakura?" Gaara asked weakly from the floor. Kankuro picked his friend from off of the ground.
"Whoa. Are you sure you got the right chick?" Kankuro asked. Gaara shook his head.
"It's her. But what's happened in the last 7 years?" Gaara gasped, "What if she lost… her virginity!" Gaara pounded the wall.
"Um, We're seventeen. Who hasn't…" But Kankuro's sentence was never finished. His eyes widened.
"You Haven't!" Kankuro yelled in shock. Gaara looked down.
"I wanted to lose it with Sakura…" Gaara said shamefully.
"We'll discuss your depressing non-exsistant sex life some other time. Right now, we have to figure out what to do with your girlfriend."
"Gaara!" For the second time in ten minutes, he was tackled to the ground.
"Temari?" he asked, recognizing the dirty-blonde on him.
"Gaara, I haven't seen you since primary school! Oh, I heard that Sakura always passes through this hallway around this time. Did you see her?" Temari gushed excitedly. Gaara and Kankuro went silent.
"Yes." Gaara mumbled. Temari squealed.
"Well? What happened? Tell me!" Kankuro pulled her away from the red-head.
"He's had a rough morning. Drop it." He whispered. Temari opened her mouth, then closed it.
"We should be getting to class." Gaara said, picking himself and his backpack up. The two next to him nodded.
The three walked into English class, where the students were almost bouncing off the walls and a teacher was nowhere in sight. A young-looking man with long silver hair entered the room.
"I'm sorry. I got lost on this path called life…" he apologized, but a blond, blue-eyed boy yelled at him.
"Liar!" he exclaimed. A group of girls behind him giggled. Gaara looked at them and recognized a certain pink-haired girl. He shook his head violently to remove her image from his mind.
"Believe what you want, I'm just here to teach. Now, today, we have three new students from another part of Japan. It's their first day, so I want you to make them feel welcome. Please, come to the front of the room and introduce yourselves. My name is Kakashi Hatake." The teacher said, inviting the three students from the back to the space next to him. Gaara looked at Kankuro, who looked at Temari.
"Hm? Oh! My name is Temari! I'm from a little town called Suna. It's about an hour plane trip from here and I like shopping and collecting antique fans!" Temari exclaimed happily. Kankuro sighed.
"I'm Kankuro. My father is rich and the he co-runs the popular website, Facebook. I'm also from Suna and I find puppets interesting." Kankuro continued. He looked at Gaara, who sighed.
"My name is Gaara. I've been an orphan until about one year ago, when Kankuro's parents decided to adopt me. I love the beach, but hate the sun. I only like it because of the sand. It keeps me at peace." Gaara finished. A blond girl in purple raised her hand.
"I have two questions. Is that hair color natural and do you use eyeliner or something?" Gaara looked at the girl with piercing eyes.
"I was born with this hair along with these eyes. And this tattoo, as I'm sure most of you are wondering, was written for someone. Someone I would never forget. But sadly, they seemed to have deleted me from their life." Gaara informed her. He looked directly at Sakura, as if trying to communicate with her using telepathy.
"Well, thank you. Now, today we'll be discussing how to translate Japanese to English. English is a very hard language to learn, because it has special rules that apply sometimes but don't apply other times. It'll confuse you but once you get the hang of it, it'll be easy!" Kakashi-sensei explained once his new students were seated. Gaara leaned over the Kankuro.
"Didn't we already learn this?" He asked, remembering their lesson on translating back in Suna. Kankuro nodded.
"So I guess we don't have to pay attention. Except for Temari. She kind of sucked at it." Kankuro whispered back, looking the girl beside him taking as many notes as possible. Gaara sat back and sighed.
"Today is going to be a long day." He said under his breath.
After School
"Gaara, c'mon. I want to show you your new room and give you a tour of the house. It's confusing, but I'm sure you'll get it after about a year." Kankuro said, pulling the red-head to a limo waiting outside the school.
"Um, just leave a car for me. I have to do something." Gaara replied, breaking away. He walked back into the building, though not as fast as he usually walked. He roamed the halls for a little before going out to the courtyard. He spotted a group of people lying around in the grass. He wandered over to them, causing them to look up in confusion.
"Sakura, can I talk to you for a quick second?" Gaara asked. Sakura shrugged and stood up. Gaara led the girl around the corner and up the stairs. They stood on the patio that overlooked campus.
"So, what did you need to talk about?" Sakura asked.
"Do you honestly not remember me? I mean, nothing about me rings a bell inside your head?" Gaara demanded desperately. She shook her head.
"What about your family? Are you adopted or anything?"
"I'm an only child. And no, I'm not adopted. Why would you say that?" Sakura laughed.
"You really don't remember." Gaara said to himself in shock. He staggered backwards.
"Are you okay?" Sakura caught Gaara before he crashed into the wall.
"Oh, I'm fine. I just feel a bit like my heart has been ripped apart. But other than that, I'm perfect! What happened in the last seven years?" Gaara looked at her. He could almost see a 10-year-old Sakura next to her.
Gaara! I love you! The small Sakura giggled.
"Last year actually, I was riding my boyfriend's motorcycle with him. We got into an accident. The doctors told me I have amnesia. I can't remember anything before high school." Sakura said slowly. Gaara's head snapped to attention.
"W-what?" He said in dismay.
"Are you… crying?" Sakura asked worriedly. Gaara reached up and touched his face. He looked at his fingers; they were wet.
"The last time I cried was when you left." Gaara muttered.
"Wait, what do you mean? I left? From where?" Sakura bombarded Gaara with questions.
"It's nothing. It's hopeless now. Anything that happened when we were ten is over. I bet you don't even remember my promise. You probably don't remember what you told me." Gaara started to walk away, giving up on trying to jog her memory. A hand latched onto his arm, stopping him in his place.
"Tell me everything." Sakura growled. Gaara's eyes widened.
"How can you possibly be her? You may look the same, but your personality is completely different. I can't believe that I thought even for a second that you were the girl who said she loved me." Gaara ripped his arm out of her grasp and walked to the car waiting for him. Once there, he sank into the seat and sobbed into his hands.
Izzy: I didn't expect to get five reviews in the first day! So, I guess I'm going to ask for 10 this time. I doubt it'll be a problem, right?
6+10=16 That's easy enough!
Sakura: What did I do?
Izzy: You made the retarded mistake of becoming Sasuke's girlfriend. Now you will PAY. With your SOUL.
Sakura: WHAT!
Izzy: Haa. I'm just playing around. Chill.
Sakura: *Hyperventilates* x_X
Izzy: Crap. I killed her again… Whatever. She'll be alive for the next chapter. Leave me reviews about what you think! I love you lots! Thanks!
