Chapter four
A/N: Sorry that it took so long...and that this chapter kind of drags on...and thankyou all for the nice reviews, they really helped cheer me up from all the stupid coursework!
Disclaimer: I am and will be forever broke so I can't even own the whole set of Naruto let along the actually thing! No, everything belongs to Masashi Kishimoto-san.
Gaara's POV
My eyes suddenly open as a shrill screaming in the distance destroys my nice warm dream. Now I was fully awake, and had identified the horrid scream to be that of an...alarm clock! It's high-pitched voice set on such a volume that it could wake the dead! I quickly clap my hands over my already sore ears I could no longer hear my self-think over the disgusting ringing. I look around the room, there were no alarm clocks to be seen anywhere, which meant that it, was hidden away in some deep dark place laughing at me right now. Would that idiot Sasuke never stop doing irritating things? How could he forget to bring his alarm clock with him?
I try to sit up, but with my body still half-asleep and dead tired I struggle to even grab hold of the bedside table next to me. I place a heavy hand on top of the table and begin to push myself in to a sitting position but the tables surface is unnaturally smooth which causes my hand to slip off it and I just slid off the edge of the mattress...this bed really doesn't like me I'm always falling off it. Now my back is yet again rested against the familiar cold floor as I stare darkly at the white ceiling above me, the only sound being the insane ringing of the alarm clock. I wonder how long that stupid clock is set for?...Well I'm not going to just sit around and wait for it to stop...what if it never did?
With that last thought in mind I force my unreliable body to get up. It takes a few attempts before I can actually stand, my knees feeling very weak from the lack of use in the last 24 hours. I glide my eyes across the massive room and try to work out where the sound was coming from. Of course the only problem was that I couldn't tell where it started and where it was going to end. The noise just filled the room, It isn't going to be easy to find. I think over that for a bit before coming to the conclusion that I'm just going to be lazy and not bother...that's right I'm not going to waste the whole morning to look for it when it's in such a big room. Hell! I'm just going to go get it's owner to shut it up!
I run...um...more like limp my way quickly over to the door, my thoughts only focused on the way I was going to strangle stupid Sasuke for not bringing his alarm clock with him...didn't he need it? Wasn't that what it was for, to wake him up! With my mind now having chosen a good 'death' for him, I grab hold and turn the handle of the door and happily push it to open...
I freeze and I feel myself die on the spot.
My happiness, is as always ruined, but now by the tiny fact that Sasuke had...LOCKED THE DAMN DOOR! That idiot had me locked in his room with that 'thing'! Who would lock someone else in their own room? I am so going to kill him for this...no scratch that! I'm going to cause him unbearable pain in a means of 'torture' before I kill him! I kick the solid door in front of me, angry that it had foiled my nice lazy plan.
I straightaway gave up on the idea of just waiting for him to come 'rescue me'. The alarm clock was already telling me just how much of a deep sleeper he was, and that meant he wasn't going to wake up anytime soon. He must be some where right now, dreaming a nice dream of god knows what, while I'm here with my ears drums beginning to wear out.
No! I'm not going to just sit here! I'm going to work this out by myself and then rub it in his sleepy face! Of course that was after I gave a few more attempts at 'breaking' down the door, I know it's not going to work but it's worth a try! I give the tall thing one last kick, just to let off some steam, before I give up and turn to face the situation like a man. I scan the room. Now where on earth could it be? I spot various pieces of furniture scattered around the place, all of which where big, tall and contained many drawers or doors where the alarm clock could be hidden in. I sigh before walking to the nearest piece of furniture, a chest of drawers, this was going to be a long morning.
I limp my way across the room, annoyed at how Sasuke had placed most of his stuff near the balcony, which was on the other side of his humungous room! It was then that I notice the ringing, although still loud, was slightly softer, where the balcony was compared to near the door. I look back at the door and spot a tall and wide cupboard, could it be in there? I think I should investigate that first, certainly better than blindly searching through millions of random drawers. I make my way back, and the ringing grows louder, proving that my theory was right...unfortunately. After reaching the cupboard and I pull back the wide double doors attached to it. I feel my eyes widen as I stare in awe at the sheer amount of clothes my little master owned. Yep there is a lot, everything thing from normal day clothes to things you'd see at rich people parties. But what really amazes me was the whole row of suits hanging on a metal rail right in the middle of the cupboard. They were all ironed straight and looked nothing like the cheap suits I saw the customers wear when I was working as a waiter in a little restaurant. I feel my heart beat faster as I timidly bring a hand up and stroke a dark blue suit in front of me, the soft feel of the fabric was miles more luxurious than anything I'd ever owned or would own in my life.
I shake my head quickly clearing my mind. No. Now's not the time to start drooling over clothes! I'm here to retrieve and destroy that stupid clock. I look at all the nice clothes that must have cost an arm and a leg and feel sorry for them at what their fate would be. I grab the closet one in front of my and inspect it. After a quick examination, I find it bear and useless so I chuck it over my shoulder and move on to the next one. These cruel actions having been due to the fact that I was now standing near the stupid thing and it's ringing was in full blast. I am not going to go deaf just because I want to save a few of 'HIS' clothes from getting 'creases'...I'll pick them up later. Yep I'm going to find that thing any minute now!
30 minutes later...
Oh my GOD! How many clothes does he have! I've been here for bloody half an hour going through, what seems to be, the back of a warehouse! It just never ends!
I back up a bit and stare at what I had achieved...which was nothing! the cupboard was still as full as it had been when I started. I am never going to find it! I clench my fists and kick the very annoying cupboard hard! All the while imagining it to be Sasuke's stomach or other sensitive parts attached to him, my leg kicking harder and harder every time which causes the cupboard to shake. But I didn't let this spoil my fun, I mean what's going to happen?
A scraping sound above me catches my heads attention as my foot continues to take its anger out on the 'imaginary Sasuke'. My eyes straight away catching what looks like a suitcase at the top of the cupboard, and it seemed to be...sliding off the edge! I quickly withdraw my foot but it seem too late the suit falls aiming right at me!
I am so dead...!
A loud thud later I realise my body isn't as useless as I think it seems. It had gone into 'auto pilot' and jumped back as my mind just screamed and switched off. I now found myself on my butt with my feet just a few centimetres away from the suitcase. I stare dumbly at it, my mind just replaying the last few minutes of my 'near death' experience, I take a deep breath and thank god I got through that alive. Now having restarted my brain I focus it on the suitcase that 'nearly took' my life, and what seemed to be a loud ringing coming from it... Oh my god I found it! I almost jump up with joy
...I said almost! I would have to be a lot more mentally disturbed than I am right now, for me to do anything like that. My heart does the jumping part for me, as I inelegantly grab hold of the suitcase and practically tear at the zip for it to open. This occupies me for a few minutes before it does give way and I fling it open, only to find...
...more clothes!
My eyes widen and I can feel a vein form on my forehead. I can no longer control my anger anymore and I now tear and rip through any piece of clothing that got in my way. After what seemed like milliseconds compared to the torture I endured earlier, I had emptied the suitcase and all that was left was a little box. I feel my hands tremble from the mere thought of being able too finally stop the ringing. I lift up the box and slowly open the lid, there it was, the 'thing' that had ruined my nice morning, and I had finally found it. I can't keep it in anymore. I need to shout out my victory!
"I finally found you! You god damn piece of..." My victory shout is cut off by the turning of the lock, I turn and look in confusion as the door opens with Sasuke standing in the doorway, looking like he had just woken up, his pj's still on and his hair even spikier than usual.
"There you are!" he says sleepily, and walks over to grab my prize from the box in my hands and turns off the ringing. He smiles at me.
"Now that's better, it was about to do my head in. Seems I forgot it was in my suitcase. I forgot to unpacked yesterday."
I sit there still clutching the empty box in my hands, my breathing quickening as I feel the sudden urge to cry. He ruined everything, I was surpose to kill the thing! Me! And he was acting like he was doing me a favour, I'm the one who did all the work!
"Hey what's wrong Gaara, you look upset?" that is it! Upset? I'll give him upset!
I growl and chuck the box his way and he blocks it with his arm, reflecting it to land somewhere else.
"What's wrong with you!" he asks angrily while rubbing his bruised arm.
"What's wrong! You're what's wrong! You locked me in here with that thing! How could you?" I shout pointing at the clock he still held in his hands. He looks a bit confused.
"What...Oh that. That's a habit of mine, I always lock my door." that was it? That's all he's going to say to me? Not even a 'I'm sorry that it gave you hell'!
I stand up and glare at him.
"Habit? You locked me in here out of habit? Do you know how loud that thing is? I'm nearly deaf thanks to you!" I shout again.
"Yeah I can tell." he states while pretending to rub his ears. I don't believe it he's making fun of me at a time like this? I grip my fists.
"You jerk!" I charge at him about to knock his teeth out, but he suddenly steps aside just as I punch forward.
Huh...what the hell?
I freeze for a second, totally shocked that he could move that fast. He takes this opportunity to restrain me. So before I know what's happening he already has an arm around neck and has pulled me into a hug, my back flattened against his chest. Smart-ass, now I can't punch him. This is so frustrating!
"Let go of me you jerk! And give me that stupid thing, I'm going to rip it apart!" I shout trying to free myself from his grasp so I could attack the clock. He raises it high above his head, knowing damn well he had the height advantage!
"Hey don't break it, I still need to use it. It's not like it did anything wrong."
"Yeah I wonder why I'm so mad then?" I hiss, giving up on getting out of this death grip, instead my hands stretch upward trying to reach the unreachable.
"Who knows you're always angry. You never stop talking do you?" that got my full attention, I turn my head to face him, totally unhappy with what he was saying about me. I mean it is just not true...I just try to get my point across...loudly, like I'm about to right now!
"HOW AM I ALWAYS ANG..." my sentence is however cut off as something wet and warm covers it...
My eyes grow wider and wider as my checks burn red, my mind just registering the fact that...Sasuke had his mouth pressed against mine!
OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!
I freak and shove him away before I attempt to run backwards...this of course is not possible in my state so I end up tripping and fall painfully on to my butt. Sasuke just squats down and chuckles as I can only sit there in total shock.
"That was such a cute reaction. Effective too, you're all quiet now." he tries expecting me to scream and shout, but I just sit there my face red staring blankly at him.
"Hey did you hear me...maybe I need to go over..." and he begins to stand. That caught my attention.
"No! Stay right where you are! Don't move!" I shout my arms coming in front of me in a cross.
"Okay." he says.
"But you know..."
"Wh-what...d-d-do you want now?" I stutter badly. I try to regain my calm self, my checks however still refuse to cool down.
"I just want to say it was because of my mistake that your morning was bad." he says still not having enough guts to just say a simple 'sorry'.
I however wasn't interested in that anymore. I was having an inner debate with myself on whether or not I should just get up and kill him on the spot. That would feel so good, if I wasn't still afraid to approach him...Um...I mean if I wasn't too shocked! Yeah that's right...too shocked.
"Fine whatever...I forgive you. You happy now?"
"Great . Glad that's settled." he smiles again. I however am not feeling great at all, because I'm sure he's up to something. He always is when he smiles...
"I almost forgot, someone's going to come visit me later today." I look at him suspiciously. I just know this isn't that simple, he's plotting something...
"What's the catch?" I ask wearily...any minute now...
"No catch." he diverts his eyes again...
"Just spit it out, what do I have to do!" he smiles at me.
"I just need you to dress up a bit that's all. Simple right?" I stare at him, was he mad?
"I don't want to wear one of those monkey suits!" I detested them ever since I became waiter, they are so uncomfortable.
"Oh come on it's just a suit. It can't hurt you."
"No means no Mister rich kid. Just don't bring your rich friend up here and it'll be fine." I turn away and fold my arms across my chest. After all I've been through this morning I am not in the mood to listen to him right now.
"But it's a special friend that I want to introduce to you." Special friend...introduce...that all translated to 'I want to show my rich buddy how much of a fool my new servant is.' I know that's what it meant.
"No I am not making a fool of myself just so you and your rich friend can laugh at me."
"But if you wear that..." I look down at what I had been wearing since I got here. It sure was shabby compared to what he was wearing.
"You'll look even more like a fool." I grunt in displeasure, but he was right. I'll look like a fool, I not having that.
"Fine I'll wear you're stupid suit and see your stupid friend. Stupid!" I push my self to stand and glare unhappily at him.
"Now where is it?"
"The butler at the main door will show you where it is." I give one last annoyed look before I turn and walk to the door, making sure it slammed shut behind me. This is not a good way to start my day!
Sasuke's POV
Gaara looks annoyed but follows my orders and walks off to change, slamming the door behind him. I look at the 'offending item' in my hand a satisfied look spreading across my face.
"Worked like a charm, what a nice way to wake him up." yes definitely a nice way to start of my specially planned day of 'fun'.
"I wonder what's next?" I pull out a booklet from my pocket along with a small pen. I look at the long list before checking off the top two.
"Wax the bedside table...check. Hide alarm clock...check. Suit...is the next thing to do."
Well, all I had to do now was wait for Gaara to get back. Then we could continue with my plans...
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And in drag's on...
Now I must get back to my 500word essays...butthat won'ttake me long so Chapter 5 willcome soon...if I try.