A/N: Sorry it took so long, right now I'm living with a friend and I dont have a way of updating, but since you all have been so patient, I have decided to upload TWO chapters! ^_^ I will answer reviews in chapter six, so look for that! Please review (I cant believe I just wrote that! *scolds self*) Ahem, review if you want too, all I'm going to say is that reviews make me prance and skip around like that guy on the Esurence commercials! Lawl
Gaara coughed and sat up, he was on the floor. How strange. What day was it? Oh, right. Thursday, two days before the party at Neji's. Why had he been on the floor?
'Wow, your dreams are weird, kid. Dancing chickens, and twirling turtles? I thought I had it bad.' That voice!
"Oh no." Gaara groaned. "Why have I been cursed?" He banged his fist on the floor.
'Relax boy! You are the only one I can hear, and you can only hear me. We are one!' The voice started to sing something that sounded suspiciously like "Lion King".
"Look, freaky little voice thing," Gaara said pointing at his head, "You get out of their, or I'll do something stupid!"
'I'm not a 'Freaky Voice', my name is Shukaku, and even if you did do something stupid, I can't leave until you die.' Shukaku said.
"That's an option." Gaara stated flatly.
'Oh, and you need to talk to me mentally! Or else, like, your friends will think you've snapped. Although,' He stopped, it sounded as if he was smirking… If mental voices could do that, 'It looks like they already do."
"Look, Shukaku. Could you be quiet? I have to focus on High School. Which is hell on earth, ok?"
Gaara listened for a while. Nothing. Had he chased it out?
'No.'
Gaara groaned loudly and banged his head.
'I almost felt that! Do it again, it tickled!'
Gaara stood up and composed himself. So what if he heard voices in his head, it just meant he had reached "Psycho" early, that was ok.
He hurriedly changed and put on his eyeliner. Eating a quick breakfast of a delicious bagel with cream cheese, he walk/tried to outrun the voice in his head that was saying things like,
'Ooh! Bagels, I haven't had those in ages, is it good? I can sorta taste it, cool huh?' to Naruto's house.
"Hello, Gaara. Naruto's upstairs, but I think he's asleep." Iruka, Naruto's caretaker, said. Iruka was also the History teacher at Gaara's school.
"Hello, Iruka-sensei. I'll wake him up, don't worry." Gaara tried his best at a smile, but it turned into a smirk. Iruka nodded and motioned Gaara upstairs.
Gaara found Naruto sprawled on his bed with drool running down his chin. Popping into the bathroom quickly he decided warm water would wake Naruto up, or make him piss himself. However, Gaara stopped before he splashed his dear, defenseless friend. Their, next to him, hidden by covers, was Sasuke Uchiha, snoring soundly. Gaara was slightly mad, this called for ice-cold water.
Making a quick detour to the kitchen, he dug through the freezer for some ice cubed. He filled a bowl with water and sat their waiting for the ice to melt, it didn't take long.
'So, are we going to dump that on them?' asked Shukaku.
"Yes." Gaara answered quietly, but smirking evilly. He looked into the living room, and saw Iruka grading a few papers. Gaara needed to be quieter.
'Cool, do you think there naked?'
"Do you care?" a pause. "Most likely, Unless Sasuke just spent the night." Gaara grabbed the bowl and carried it up to Naruto's room. He dumped the bowl on his friends; it was music to the redhead's ears when he heard his friends' clear discomfort.
"G-Gaara! You bastard! Why would you do that?" Naruto sat spitting out the water that got into his mouth. Sasuke looked pissed, and showed this by kicking Gaara's shin.
"Time to get up, that way you're not late." Gaara said smirking, "You two aren't naked, are you?" He added when Naruto went to get up.
"No. I have a shirt on." Naruto said. Sasuke remained seated though. "Ok, I'm just going to go down stairs, so you guys change. Bye." And with that Gaara walked down stairs and found Iruka gone, he found a note on the counter. 'Kakashi came to pick me up, have a good day at school! -Iruka'.
'So… no ride?' Shukaku asked he seemed curious about everything.
"Yeah, no ride. We can always walk though." Gaara responded thoughtfully seeing himself saddled on Naruto's back.
"Who're you talking too?" Sasuke asked. "The voices in my head," no joke, "Is Naruto ready?" Gaara asked Sasuke.
"Yeah, he just needed to find a shoe." "A shoe?" "Yes, a shoe." "Ok… well, Iruka left and we're walking." Gaara said grabbing a soda from the refrigerator.
God that voice was annoying! It would ask about EVERYTHING! Gaara was about to loose it. He had screamed and ran out the door in English, and in P.E. he said, "Shut up Shukaku, you fat old Raccoon thing!" aloud, making Neji stare at him. And how in Sex Ed. The stupid thing was saying ALL KINDS of dirty things. This was not Gaara's day.
'Wow, that chick is sexy! Look at her chest!" Shukaku said when Gaara had chosen to look at Hinata. Gaara cringed and hurriedly looked out the window. 'Dude! She's Neji's cousin!' He was getting better at the whole "Answer Fat Demon Mentally" Thing.
'Boy, for your information I am a tanuki. Therefore, I ain't fat… Just puffy' Gaara shuddered and almost ran out of the classroom before the bell rang.
"Please, for the sake of my sanity, SHUT UP!" Gaara cried banging his head on his locker.
"Um, Gaara?" When Gaara looked towards his friend, there was the start of blood dripping from his hairline. "What?" The redhead hissed. "Bad day?" Naruto ignored his friend's bad temper and put his books in his locker.
"What do you think?"
"Well, even though it's been a discouraging day, remember," Naruto paused and elbowed his friend's arm, "There's another one comin' tomorrow!" Gaara groaned and let his head fall against his locker again.
"Someone hates me." He told the blonde walking next to him. "Really? I never noticed." Naruto said sarcastically when a crumpled piece of paper was thrown at the already angered redhead. Ignoring it, Gaara went on,
"Yeah… this might sound weird but, uh, ya know when you get voices in your head?" He said awkwardly. Naruto half nodded, a sign that, no, no the blonde never had voices in his head.
"Well, ya know that goth magik book I got last week?" Naruto nodded again. "Yeah, shit works." And with that, Gaara and Naruto walked home on silence
However, when they neared Gaara's house, the blonde said something so inspiring, it didn't surprise Gaara.
"Dude, that's fucking creepy." O! The words of Uzumaki Naruto! So full of wisdom! "Gee, thanks." Gaara mumbled. "Yeah, well see you later Gaara!" Naruto yelled waving and walking away. "Bye," Gaara said half heartedly.
He flopped onto his bed and decided to talk with the fat voice in his head, "Neji's party is a day away now."
'Yeah, so what do you plan to do about it, crash it?'
"No, actually I was going to go, and try to enjoy myself, if that's a possibility." Gaara said slowly. He looked at his clock, it was 11:30, Temari would kill him if he stayed up all night again.
'I wouldn't sleep if I were you.'
"And why the hell not?" Gaara asked.
'Because if ya do, I might just want to take over your body! And make you eat bagels until you're a fat gross person!'
"Pssh, yeah right. I'm going to bed, my eyes are doing that thing where only one of them will stay open, and the other is tired as hell. Meaning; I am sleepy." With that, Gaara placed on his ear buds, in hope to drown out Shukaku with loud music, and closed his eyes.
"Gaara get up!" His sister's voice was by his bed; he felt the sunlight on his face and hissed in annoyance. His head felt terrible.
"Gaara, come on." His sister demanded storming out of the room after opening all of his windows. "Ow." Gaara gripped his head as he sat up.
"Whoa, little man, you look like shit." Kankuro said. He was fully dressed and leaning by his younger brothers door.
"To be truthfully truthful, I feel like shit, and," He added as an after thought, "it may be the morning grogginess talking, but you look all out of proportion and stuff."
Kankuro nodded thoughtfully before calling; "Temari!" Gaara cringed and hushed his brother.
"Yes?" She asked jogging up the stairs, she was late for work. She worked part time at a small store up the street. "Check Gaara's head and stuff, I think he's sick."
Temari looked at Gaara and said, "Holy crap, Gaara you look awful." She rushed over and pulled up her sleeve, checking his head, cheeks, and neck. "Awe, sweetheart, you're burning up!" She exclaimed in a motherly tone.
'Sweetheart'? Just where the hell did the real Temari go? "Gaara, you're not going to school today, you're going to stay in bed and rest. How late did you stay up last night? Did you go outside in the cold without a jacket?"
"No." Gaara said smally, with his voice fading in and out. Great, even his voice was leaving for the day! Temari kissed his cheek goodbye and left the room.
"Wow, nice job Prince Gaara. Temari's going to treat you like royalty." Kankuro said laughing.
"Why? Because I am incapable of caring for myself? Because this is the first time, I have ever gotten sick? Well, let me tell you," Gaara paused dramatically while Kankuro stared at him unfazed, "I rather like being waited on hand and foot." Kankuro laughed again, walking into the room and ruffling his brother's hair.
"Have a good day Gaara." Kankuro said leaving as well. The redhead heard the door shut and the sound of a car starting. Usually, Temari would only drive them to school if they were late, or if the weather was really bad. He guessed she didn't want Kankuro to get sick as well or something.
Gaara started his day with watching T.V. He hadn't really watched it much until now. Whoever invented the television was a fricken genius! The show he was currently watching was a shit load of re-runs of House. All the stupid people that came in, Gaara found himself laughing until he cried.
Then, and he would never admit it to anyone else, he had actually cried for real when he watched "A Walk to Remember" yeah, he knew it was a chick flick, but he couldn't help it. Poor Jamie! The movie was just lying about, he thought, why not? How bad could it be? And when he was cooking in the kitchen he found himself singing, "I pray, to be only yours. I pray…" He nearly hit himself with the pan.
When Temari came home with more movies for Gaara, it was awful. She brought one gore movie, and the rest were chick flicks! What was more embarrassing was that she would openly cry and hug him, while Gaara wiped his eyes constantly and denied ever crying, even when he let out a small sob.
This is what rape must feel like! He thought when he stifled another sob. Afraid to cry, and hating every moment of it. The only movie where he didn't cry was Romeo and Juliet. They only knew each other for four days! Yet, they decide to die together.
"Least there both together again." Temari had cooed wiping her eye.
"Yeah, thank god there both dead, no more drama. Everyone's happy." He said with satisfaction.
Temari left to pick up Kankuro, and some dinner. Considering she didn't feel like cooking, she was going to get take out.
"It might take awhile!" She warned before she left. Gaara stayed on the couch and spread his limbs out. He was very content, and almost asleep. No voice had bothered him today, he guessed it was asleep, or dead. He hoped it was the latter.