Don't Jump- Chapter 2- Bed Of Roses

Don't Jump- Chapter 2- Bed Of Roses

Summery: AU. Chapter two of Don't Jump… read the summery for the chapter one if you need help.

A/N: I LOVE it when my muse hasn't abandoned me in a time of need like she did with Closer To The Edge (then again she was actually abducted my Zeus and you know him, one little problem and its lighting bolt time,) but oh well; you win some you lose some. Hope you loved/liked (you had better loved) the last chapter I'm not really sure how long this one is going to be, I thought I was only going to have it as a one-shot but it turned out that each chapter will have a song in it the sets the theme. Broken by Seether featuring Amy Lee was the featured song for chapter one. I think all of Sakura's songs are going to be by Tokio Hotel, but again I don't really plan these things. ENJOY disclaimer: Me no own, but me really wish I could work with Tom (SO FUCKING HOT!).

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Gaara lounged in the theater seats watching his sister yell like a banshee as a petite, slim girl walks past him and hauls herself on the stage. She says something and Temari comes to stand next to them. A few words are exchanged as she shakes the girl's hand. "WOOHOO SAKURA!!" a few voices scream and the girl on the stage throws back her head and laughs. "Thank you, thank you! Merchandise for sale outside!" she says bowing and still laughing. I look back and see a blond girl with blue eyes and colossally long hair doubled over laughing, a tiny violet haired girl covering her mouth with a hand, her whole body shaking, and a tall brunette leaning on her laughing two rows behind us. I nudge Naruto and he looks. "The short one is really cute." he says. "Her name is Hinata." a gentle voice said and I spin, seeing the girl from the stage, she was so small I was sure her head would only come up level with my collar-bone, and I could span her waist completely with my hands. I scan my eyes up and down her body, which she notices and cocks her left hip to the side, "It's rude to stare." I look up and meet her eyes, which are hidden behind black lenses of Shawn White Oakley shades. "Those are men's sunglasses." she smiles and waves her index, middle fingers and thumb at me. "See you later." and she walks away. I watch her walk up the isle to her friends, her hips swaying in a tantalizing way that had me burning. (A/n: I told you there was implied…cough, cough.)

One hour later: rehearsal starts

"GUYS get you asses up here NOW!" Temari yells from the stage. We get up from our seats and stretch. I walk up the isle and pull myself up onto it. I pull my bass out and stand behind the microphone. Kankuro taps out the count with his drumsticks and I start the bass line. Once the drums and guitar starts I sing,

Sitting here wasted and wounded
at this old piano
Trying hard to capture
the moment this morning I don't know
'Cause a bottle of vodka
still lodged in my head
And some blonde gave me nightmares
think that she's still in my bed
As I dream about movies
they won't make of me when I'm dead

With an ironclad fist I wake up
and French kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps
its own beat in my head
While we're talking
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love and truth
what you mean to me
And the truth is baby you're all that I need

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses

Well I'm so far away
step that I takes on my way home
A king's ransom in dimes give each night
to see through this payphone
Still I run out of time
Or it's hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you
I just close my eyes and whisper,
baby blind love is true

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on the bed of roses

Well this hotel bar's hangover whiskey's gone dry
The barkeeper's wig's crooked and
She's giving me the eye
Well I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think I died
ooh yeah

Now as you close your eyes
Know I'll be thinking about you
While my mistress she calls me
To stand in her spotlight again
Tonight won't be alone
To know that don't
Mean I'm not lonely I've got nothing to prove
For it's you that I'd die to defend

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down

I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses
Clapping fills the area and I look up, more people have arrived since the girl and her friends, I see them and the girl jumps and grabs her back pocket. She pulls out an iphone and puts it to ear. She looks at the blond and makes a cutting motion to still her screams and claps. Her face falls and tears start to form. She pushes past the three girls with her and runs up the isle, tears streaming down her face. I snap my eyes to Naruto and motion that I have to get off the stage. He nods and then looks at Kankuro. We share a collective look of agreement and walk off the stage. "Start the rehearsals Tem, I've go something to take care of." she looks confused but doesn't say anything.

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"What do you mean?" I say trying to keep the tears out of my voice, the cop that handled my brother's case says "Sakura-san I hate to tell you this but… well… your brother wasn't pushed. The evidence is pointing in the direction of suicide." the female cop's voice was quiet and gentle. I lean back against the wall, sliding to the floor as I cry, which she allows for a few minutes before continuing. "We will continue to look into the case but most are certain there wasn't any foul-play involved." she continued. "T-th-thanks, Officer Bell." I manage to chock out, she says your welcome and then good-bye and I hang up. I put my head on my curled knees and cry, my hands clenched over my chest against my thighs.

I sit there bawling for a good ten minutes before footsteps approach. They stop in front of me and the person sits down cross-legged in front of me. I look up and meet cold jade eyes. "Rough call?" he asks leaning back on toned, tattooed arms. "Just a little. My brother was murdered last year, and well the cops think it was a suicide." I said wiping my cheeks and winching as they came off tinted black. "Damn, I must look like shit." He leans forward and tucks a loose hair behind my ear. "You look fine." I smile at him lean over and cover his hand with mine.

"Thanks you're to sweet. But you're also a bad liar." I say squeezing his hand. He raises a non-eyebrow at me and stands up, holding out his hands. I take them and he lifts me off the ground with large rough fingers. "Musicians hands, bass or guitar?" I comment releasing his hand only to grip the back of his left in my left and running my own slim fingers over his, inspecting his life, luck, love, and fate lines as well as his heavily calloused fingers. "Bass. What are you doing?" he says startled as I slid the nail of my index finger over his life line. "Your 18, your mother's dead and your father hated you but he's dead now, you have two siblings, a best friend, and obviously you're in a band. Now your love line is slightly tricky, it crosses your luck life, and oddly enough fate lines so that means you're lucky in relationships, but since it crosses your life line that means that you will only be in one true relationship. And your fate says that you will be with that person forever."

"You're not exactly lucky but you live life by the edge, which makes you fairly unlucky and lucky at the same time, as well seeing as your life line isn't short, indicating a long fulfilled life. Your fate line is complicated, and it has a callous right in the middle of it so I can't exactly tell what it says." I say, gently digging my nail into the callous. He growls and moves suddenly, pinning me to the wall behind me. "How do you know all that?" His hands are flat against the wall at my head, trapping me against the wall and him. "I read palms and tarot cards if you're interested." I say, wiggling; trying to find a way to escape. He growls again and leans closer. (a/n: hint-hint, wink-wink)

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I don't know what possessed me to pin the petite girl in front of me to the wall but my instincts told me to and I always follow my instincts. "That is more then palmistry and you know it." I hiss at her. She gives me a coy smile and puts her hands on my chest. "And just what do you know about palmistry Gaara Sabaku?" she asks in haughty voice. "Absolutely nothing, but I know my hands can't tell you that much about me." she chuckles and leans closer, "That's where you're wrong Gaara, you hands tell me everything about you, your past, present and future, like the fact that you normally hate to stand this close to people. Your cards would tell me even more but until I get the chance to do those, I'll just have to live with a few secrets kept from me, ne?" she says and pushes me away, and her hips sway as she walks away. She gets about twenty feet before I grab her wrist and have her spinning into my chest. "Trust me love, you will be seeing much more of me." I husk in her ear. I lick her ear-lobe and release her, turning away and stalking back down the hallway with a satisfied smirk on my lips. I look over my shoulder and see her eyes smoldering, she huffs and yanks open the door she came out of and walks in. Naruto and Kankuro are leaning against a wall by the stage access door, they look up as I approach and both their face break into grins as they see my satisfied smirk. "What did I tell you bro; it was a matter of time before you found some one." Kankuro says slapping me on the shoulder. "Perhaps." I answer and yank open the door.

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'The nerve of that man!' I hiss in my head and walk down the isle to my seat three rows from the front. The stage access door opens and in he comes. I duck down and retrieve my purse. I pull my compact out and wince when I see the tear tracks on my face. I take a tissue and whip them off then reapply with WATERPROOF mascara and eye-liner. "Haruno Sakura to the stage." the blond screamer says into the mic. I get up and wave to TenTen to follow me with my amp. She picks up the snow white amp with red sharpie pictures I had drawn on and follows me. I take the stairs this time and once she has the amp on the stage I take it and hand the cable to one of the roadies he takes and plugs into a sound board. I heave it up and set it next to the mic. I open my guitar case and gently lift the guitar out. I pull the strap over my head and plug the cord in and test the sound. "Great." I mumble at the out-of-tune noise I adjust the pegs and look over my shoulder. "Can I have that stool?" I ask Temari. She nods and sets it down in front of the mic. I adjust myself on it and play the opening bridge. "This song is something my brother wrote before he died." I say and open my mouth to sing, catching Gaara's eye as I do.

--END CHAPTER--

A/N: ah the joy of causing you agonizing cliff-hanger syndrome! Terribly sorry my readers but I hope you like the story so far… minus the cliff hanger. But as an author I love a good hanger, just as much as I hate them as a reader. Press the little purple button and I'll update faster! The song in this one is Bed of Roses by Hinder (it's a remake of the same song by Bon Jovi. I like this version better.)

-Ells (Just Because He Lives)