Chapter three.
I'm starting to get tired of editing these. (GOD do I make a lot of spelling mistakes)
Oh well!
It's for the fans!
- - Suzuki Yumi '.'
Chapter 3
I woke up the next morning beside Sasuke on the floor. We had just talked until we got tired.
I was really stiff and I hurt all over, but I got up anyway. I grabbed my shower bag and I walked out of the room, quietly closing the door.
"Do you have somewhere where I could shower?" I asked Temari, who was reading the same book as last night, except she was near the end.
She pointed to her left and I tip-toed over there, spotting a bathroom.
"Are you sure people won't mind?" I asked.
"Gaara and Kankuro won't be up for another hour ad we have two other bathrooms," Temari explained, not looking up from the book. It must have been a good one.
"Alrighty then…" I mumbled, making my way into the frighteningly white room. I stripped myself of my clothes and I stepped into the shower, removing my shampoo, conditioner, and body wash from my bag.
After my shower I came out wearing new clothes. I wore a short grey dress with black leggings. My hair was wet so I wrapped it up in a towel. I walked back to mine and Sasuke's room and saw him standing in front of the mirror shirtless.
"Hello…" I said nervously. He turned to me.
"Hey," He said calmly. I threw my stuff into my bag, whipping my towel off my head and starting to brush my hair.
"Nice dress," Sasuke complimented. I smiled to him.
"Thanks…" I mumbled.
"What are we doing today?" Sasuke asked me, throwing on his blue shirt.
"Well… I was thinking of going to the spa…" I mumbled.
"I'll come with!" Sasuke said cheerfully. I looked at him strangely.
"How about you arrange a guy day," I suggested. Sasuke thought for a moment and then nodded, agreeing with my idea. I smiled, pleased with myself and I walked out. Ino and Temari were both in the living room.
"Do you have a spa here?" I asked Temari. She nodded and put the book down.
"Why? Do you want to go?" She asked. I nodded.
"We could get facials," Temari offered.
"And massages!" Ino added. Karin walked up.
"Spa? I want in on this," She said with a smile.
We made our way to the Sunagakure Day Spa. Once we were there we were immediately taken to a room where they massaged us. I had always hated massages but they felt so good. Plus I had a hot guy massaging me, it just added to the effect.
After our massages were done they brought us to a room and gave us facials. I had never felt something so good.
I looked up to the sky, relaxed.
"I'm so glad we did this," I said to almost no one.
"I'm happy we left the guys on their own," Karin said.
"Do you think it was safe?" Ino mumbled. I chuckled.
"Sasuke did offer to come," I said.
"Really?" Ino asked, clearly surprised. Unlike Temari who said; "I would have expected that"
"Well don't you think it'd be weird getting a massage beside your boyfriend?" I asked. Then, total silence. Complete and utter sickening silence.
"Guess you're right," Ino finally said.
"Ha!" Temari put in awkwardly, "Sasuke getting a facial!"
So after that we went back, seeing the guys… make food.
"A dash of ginger," Shikamaru read from a cookbook.
"What the hell's ginger?" Kankuro asked, clutching his head in his hands.
"Ginger or ginger root?" Sasuke asked.
"Ginger," Shikamaru replied. Gaara took out a little thing of ginger.
"What do they mean by 'a dash'?" He asked Sasuke.
"I little tiny bit, but more than a pinch," Sasuke explained.
"These are the gayest measurements ever," Kankuro said blankly.
"Can't they all be metric?" Shikamaru asked, shaking his head, "Idiotic, that's what it is."
"I think they're trying to surprise us," I whispered to the other girls. We tip-toed out and back into the street.
"So…" I said nervously, running my hand through my hair.
"Any ideas on what to do?" Ino asked. We all shook our heads.
"I feel like painting," I said.
"You could give us a painting class!" Ino exclaimed.
"Sure!" I agreed.
I snuck back into the house to grab my painting supplies. We took them to a nice place overlooking the village.
"What are you guys going to paint?" I asked them all. They shrugged.
"The best way to tell if your guy is the man for you is by trying to paint them without seeing them," I explained. The girls nodded eagerly and turned to their paintings. I gave them each a little thing to mix colours in and medium-sized brushes while I got to work on my own. I started by painting a hill. I then painted red and yellow striped going toward the hill.
"Why aren't you painting Sasuke?" Ino asked me, looking over at mine.
"I already painted a picture of him," I explained. I looked at the girl's paintings. Karin's was a perfect likeness of Gaara, and she was working on the legs at the moment. I nodded in approval.
Temari's looked like Shikamaru, but chibi, like a little boy. I found it cute though. I gave her a thumbs up.
Ino's looked like Kankuro but it was very chunky and globs of paint stuck everywhere. I reached over her and grabbed her brush.
"If there's too much in one place, just use that somewhere else," I explained, taking the glob of brown and moving it throughout where the hair should be.
I walked calmly back to my panting and continued, painting a dark figure standing over the stripes, its hands in the air like it was laughing maniacally. Behind it I painted orange, and then around the edges of the figure baby-blue. It was a very random painting, much unlike my ones of the past. I topped it off by putting a bright purple figure at the bottom, which was looking up at the laughing silhouette.
I smiled.
I was finished.
I looked at the others. Temari's looked a lot like Shikamaru, with his signature expression and everything, the only problem was that there was no background, it was just him.
Ino's had a nice background but it looked like Kankuro wasn't there, he was just added on sloppily.
Karin's was, well, perfect. It was Gaara overlooking the sunset on Sunagakure, his cloak flowing behind him.
"Good job, all of you," I complimented.
"Let's go back," Karin said, "They should be done cooking."
We all carried my supplies carefully and climbed in through the window of Sasuke and my room, placing our paintings on the wall to dry. We walked out, only to see the guys smiling and standing proudly around their feast.
"We made ginger beef," Kankuro said.
"I made pie!" Sasuke bragged.
"Well you've won my heart," I said flirtatiously, sauntering over and kissing him slightly on the cheek.
"Do you really think it's safe for me to have pie?" I whispered in his ear. He shrugged.
We sat around the table and ate our ginger beef, which surprisingly tasted good, but, then again, Sasuke was in charge of it. I reached for pie but Sasuke slapped my hand. I turned to glare at him.
"Before Saki has pie we must pray for our lives," Sasuke said solemnly. We all linked hands.
"May I?" Gaara asked, opening one eye. Sasuke nodded.
"We pray to you, oh God that Saki will control herself after consuming the sugar that is in the chocolate pie "–my eyes widened, I didn't know it was chocolate–" And that we will all fall asleep tonight in on piece."
"Amen," Sasuke said.
"Amen," Everyone chorused. Sasuke got me a piece of pie and I took my fork, carefully lifting up a bite to my mouth. I opened it and I paused, seeing everyone watching me.
"I can't eat my pie under this pressure!" I screamed, storming into the living room and sulking on the floor. Sasuke lifted his hand and opened his mouth, about to say something.
"I don't wanna hear it," I told him angrily.
"Has your girlfriend always been this… crazy?" Karin asked Sasuke. She was all over him.
"Err umm…" Sasuke stuttered.
"Did you rescue her from a mental hospital?" She asked. I got up to stomp to the guest room when I heard Sasuke say, "But that's why I love her."
I looked straight at him. He smiled at me, closing his eyes. I pursed my lips and sat back down, refusing to eat my pie.
"Why did we say a prayer before you ate your pie?" Karin asked. I clenched my fist and my teeth but I felt Sasuke's hand going up and down my leg in a comforting way. I smiled awkwardly.
"I get hyper sometimes," I told him… err… I mean her. No difference.
Sorry I really hated her.
Karin opened her mouth to say something but I didn't want to hear it so I cut off.
"Much like that one time I was drunk," I said. Temari nodded, remembering and Sasuke shook his head. I smirked, pushing myself away from the table.
"May I be excused?" I asked. I started to walk away and all I heard was.
"Oh Sasuke you're so bad," and "So you're sure she's the one?" After that I just kind of tuned out.
I sat on the bed. I had never thought of myself as truly crazy, just crazy in that sane way.
But something comforting was that Sasuke defended me. I curled up into a ball.
Sasuke walked in a little while later, taking off his shirt and standing in front of the mirror.
"Sasuke…" I muttered.
"Yes?" He asked.
"Do you think that I'm… stupid?"
"No. Who gave you that idea?"
"Well, being around… I just felt that way… like I didn't really belong." Much like my fiancée the lime green clock.
Sasuke walked up to me and held my face in his hands.
"Saki. Never feel like you don't belong. You will always belong. You belong with me. You belong with Kiba. You belong with Temari. You do belong," Sasuke told me. I nodded, tears coming to my eyes. He looked at our paintings. He pointed to mine.
"This yours?" He asked. I nodded, wiping my eyes.
"Lemme guess…" He muttered, pointing to the black figure, "Karin." He pointed to the purple one. "You."
I blinked twice.
"I never thought of it that way, I just… paint what comes to mind," I explained. Sasuke sat beside me on the bed.
"I know you were listening to me and Karin," Sasuke said. I blushed.
"I want you to be able to be truthful to me," He said. I nodded. I always felt so weak when I was with him.
"Sasuke. I want you to be truthful to me too. What happened between you and Karin?" I asked assertively. Sasuke kissed me gently on the lips.
"This may change your view of me," He said. I nodded.
"I'm ready."
"During those two years I was away from you, I sought out Karin. I knew she would help me because she had a crush on me and also she has tracking skills. She uses chakra to track people. And an Uchiha stands out like a sore thumb on her chakra-vision," Sasuke explained to me, "So we tracked my brother. Right before my fight with him, all I could think of was you. Saki Saki Saki. I needed to take my mind off of you… so, because I knew she was willing I-"
"Ohmigod you raped her," I said.
"No!" Sasuke scolded angrily, "I kissed her, which she's making a big deal out of now."
"Oh," I said, "Oh! That's nothing! I thought you were dead then!"
"So you're not mad?" Sasuke asked.
"No!" I said happily. Sasuke kissed me gently, slowly moving down to my neck. It tingled with the sensation but I still pushed him off of me.
"What's wrong?" Sasuke asked.
"Give it some time," I told him. He cocked his head to the side in confusion.
"Sasuke, you've been back for three days. Two years ago, would you have kissed my neck?" I asked him, keeping as serious a face as I could.
"I've matured, I've changed," Sasuke explained.
"Well so have I," I got up, "And I think we should at first get to know how we've changed before we push this forward." Sasuke contemplated.
"You really have changed haven't you, Saki?" Sasuke asked me. I nodded confidently.
"I'm not the same girl who would have begged for you to kiss her years ago. I'm not craving the affection of others anymore. So I'm going to have to play a little hard-to-get," I informed him. Sasuke smirked.
"Okay," He agreed. We lay down on the bed. I turned my back away from him. Sasuke put his arm around me gently and I pulled it off, dropping it back down onto the soft red bed. I smiled to myself and I sighed, clutching a pillow and falling slowly asleep.
I am le finished! Hohoho!
Okay... well...
I have to say it.
I'M WRITING AN OURAN FANFIC WITH MY FRIEND!
- bows -
We're making a joint account and it will be awesome even if you've never watched/read Ouran High School Host club.
We get to play James Bond!
mwhahaha!
I'll keep you updated about when we're starting that.
- - Suzuki Yumi '.'
