The forgotten promise
Part 4.

I smiled, the wind brushed against my face as I ran at a steady jog, my feet making just the lightest tap on the pavement outside the school. ' I hope he comes out soon…/' Outside was silent, excluding the occasional bird or the distant rumble of a car passing the main road. I slowed my jog, stopping at the school doors.

"He sure is late." I grumbled as I kicked a lonely pebble that was resting at my feet. "Maybe he has work… I should visit him!" "But then again… he might be really busy or in a meeting…" I shook my head furiously, "I can't think like that, Gaara-kun would always be happy to see me!" After debating another a minute a pushed though the iron doors, opening to the large hallway.

Stands of light escaped the curtains that lined the hall, the light showing the tiny dust partials that hung in the air. The vases, filled with roses let out just a light fragrance, the only thing that seemed natural. This school was undoubtedly beautiful, and yet, it didn't seem like true beauty. Yeah, the gold walls and marble floors glistened like a palace, the stained glass windows were quite pretty, but none of them could compete with the roses. Their light red pedals, were prettier then the most expensive glass windows money could buy, and their blood-red thorns, let the roses bloom without fear. They worked together to allow the flower to obtain the purest of beauty.

"Lee?" A voice pushed me out of my thoughts, a rose lay in my hand, it's pedals touching my nose. "Oh, that was you." A girl stood in the hallway, she had blond hair, it set itself in four piggy-tails, here blue eyes, not as beautiful as Gaara's, still held a breathtaking color. "My name is Temari; I am the student council president." The girl gracefully stretched out her arm, taking my hand into hers, "My apologies for not meeting you sooner, my father was in town and I was unable to find you." She was wearing a guy's uniform, the shirt was untucked and her jacket hung loosely around her waist. "Sorry, I guess if you're a little confused about the get-up." Her voice was casual, as if she'd known me her whole life. "I'm not the skirt kind of girl, if you didn't get that yet."

"Temari! Come in here!" a voice called from a room a few doors down. Temari let out an angry sigh as she slid her hand from mine.

"Duty calls." She smiled once more, giving me a lousy salute, "Let's talk again, Kay?" I barely had time to nod before she disappeared into the room. I carefully put the rose back in the vase, being careful not to damage any of the other flowers.

"She was… strange." I resumed my mission, walking towards Gaara's study.

The hallway was strangely quiet, usually there were two security guards at the door.

"Gaaaaarrraa~" A voice purred the room, followed by another moan. I felt my body freeze, my blood run ice cold. My shaking arm lifted, my palm wrapping around the knob. Another moan came from the room as a turned the door's knob.

The sight was worse than the bloodiest murder scene imaginable. Gaara's body was positioned on top of a pink-haired girl, her shirt was off and Gaara's hand rested on her breast. His pants were undone, his boxers clearly showing. The Kazekage turned his head, his eyes flashing anger, as if expecting a guard to be standing the doorway. "I told you to stay out…side…" I didn't know it, but tears were stung down my cheeks, the droplets of water falling silently to the ground. I covered my mouth, as if suppressing a scream, but I knew that no sound would come. Everything seemed to go in slow motion, Gaara's gaze dropped from mine, as I backed out of the room, sprinting faster than I have my entire life.

I burst through the iron doors, ignoring Temari's call for me, I felt my feet take heavy steps down the school's road, the sidewalk was abandoned. ' this is just a bad dream, I'm still sleeping soundly in Gaara's arms. I am still inhaling his sweet scent. ' I lied to myself, I knew it wasn't true, and yet, I felt if I clung onto what little hope I had I wouldn't feel betrayed, but my heart still stung, I wanted to claw it out, I wanted to destroy it, erase every speck of evidence that it existed, this love, I wish it would just disappear. Even though I said this, I knew deep inside, I could never discard my feelings for Gaara, I knew I could never get rid of this love.

I rounded the corner, coming to the park, the sun was setting and the only things there were pigeons.

"You… you fucking said you loved me! YOU SAID I WAS EVERYTHING, YOU PROMISED…" I screamed, tears falling onto the grass, "You promised… never to hurt me, again." The birds took off, the sky was a dark purple, and I was alone, the autumn breeze feeling like ice against my skin. "I hope… YOUR FUCKING HAPPY!"


Love,
People say it's
joy,
fufilling,
They say it's unforgettable,
You were my first,
My first love,
The first to take my virginity,
You were my first kiss,
And now,
You are the second,
To make me truly break down,
I hope you're happy,
Crushing me,
My dreams,
And my only chance for,
This thing people call,
Happiness.

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