Hey guys! Sorry about that little wait, I just got back from my trip and typed this up quickly for you! It might be a little odd, considering I wrote it off the top of my head, but I hope you like it!! Let me know after you read it in a review please! I really like those!! lol!!
Chapter 6, The New Me.
I had already put the letter in the mail box and was now standing in the mall, looking around for a store she wanted to try out. I saved all of my money for a long time now, so I had plenty for what ever I wanted to buy. A small store caught my attention, so I walked over to it and entered. A few weeks ago, I would have laughed in the face of who ever told me I would be looking at this store, let alone shopping in it.
The store had heavy metal playing. It's walls were painted black with a few black lights in the corners. All of the clothes looked really revealing or boyish. I would need help shopping here. I looked around the store before I was going to ask for help, to get an idea of what they had.
"Do you need some help?" I looked up to see a blond girl, maybe a few years older then me. She was chewing on some gum, and had a really short shirk with just a black tube top on. Her short blond hair was pulled back into four pony tails on the back of her head.
"Do you work here?" I asked, looking back at the skirts I was looking at before.
"Naw. But I might as well. This place is my second home." She gave a small laugh. I smiled at her. "Your Hanuro Sakura, right? The pretty girl that's dating that jock at school?"
"Yeah, that's me." I said with a small sigh.
"I didn't mean that in a bad way." She held her hands up in a calming jester. "It's just, you don't seem like the kind of person who would shop here."
"I'm not. I want to try something new." I gave her a small smirk and picked out a black skirt that had pink trim. "Should I?" I asked, tilting my head towards the changing rooms.
"You should. If you want, I could help you out. I know what would look perfect on you!" She smiled with joy, I smiled back and agreed. "I'm Temari by the way." She said when I came out with the skirt and a belly shirt she had given me on. "You look great! Here, try this!" She handed me more clothes to try on.
After spending a few hours in that store, Temari dragged me over to a make-up place and handed me a whole bunch of things that she would show me how to use. We went over to the food area and I bought us some pizza. I was glad to have made a new friend.
"Oh, great." Temari growled, looking somewhere over my shoulder. I glanced behind me to see a guy with a black sock hat wearing purple face paint smirking at us, he started walking over.
"Who is he?"
"That's Kankuro. My younger brother. No clue where baby brother is though. He was supposed to stay with Kankuro while I was shopping. I swear, that kid gets into so much trouble!" Temari sighed as Kankuro took a seat between us.
"Hey, Temari," He gave her a smile, then looked at me with a bigger grin. "Well, hello. Who do we have here?"
"Sakura, Kankuro. Kankuro, Sakura." Temari waved her hand at me and him as she said our names. "Little brother, new best friend." I smiled at her and gave Kankuro a small wave. "So, Sakura. Are you coming over for dinner or what?"
"Um... I don't think I can. My dads kinda strict." I looked down at my half gone soda with a small sigh. "But, I'll see if I can. Where do you live?" After I got her address and stuff, she insisted on giving me a ride home, saying her other little brother could get a ride of his own. She dropped me off and helped me bring in bags, just setting them by the door like I asked. Father was home.
She left with a small wave, saying to call her if I couldn't make it. I added her number to my cell phone. I quickly brought everything up to my room and locked the door. I could hear father snoring from his room down the hall. I took everything out and laid it all out on the bed, looking over all of the new things Temari helped me buy. I put everything into different groups. Skirts, shirts, make-up, shoes, jackets, things I would probably never wear, and things that I absolutely loved. I started putting it all away when something shiny caught my eye.
I turned towards my window and walked over to it, opening the big doors. There was a singer glass rose sitting on the balcony's rail. I picked it up with a small smile and turned it over in my hand. It was perfectly sculpted, the glass didn't have a single flaw in it. I slowly walked back into my room, pulling the doors shut behind me. There was a small piece of paper taped to the back.
-Sakura
I hope you like it. See you at school.
-Gaara
My mouth fell open seeing who it was from. I looked back at the rose and sat down on my bed. Gaara had made me something. Made, or bought. Which one, I didn't know. He most likely bought it, I don't think he could have done this by himself. But then again, he was Gaara. Guilt started forming in the pit of my stomach, I felt horrible for treating how I did. He must have though I hated him. I jumped, like, ten feet in the air when my cell phone started ringing. I let out a small laugh and picked it up, caller ID said it was Temari.
"Hello?" I said with a small smile.
"Hey! Can you come over for dinner?" She asked. "I cleared it with my dad, he's going out of town, he just left. We have a whole week to do what ever we want."
"Um, I don't know." I stood from my bed and walked over to my door. "Hold on." I heard her say a quick reply before I moved the phone from my ear. From what I could see, and hear, father still wasn't awake. Maybe he would sleep through the night. "Temari? Uh, I think I can. When do you want me over?"
"Oh, I'll send my brother over to pick you up. The one we left at the mall. He has to be good for something, right?" She gave a small laugh then yelled up the stairs to someone, telling them to "Get their ass down stairs before she has to go up and drag them down". I giggled silently to myself. I just met her, and already I love her!
I hung up the phone and walked back over to my bed, looking over my new clothes again. I picked out a black Minnie skirt with a blood red tank top. There was a bleeding heart with a knife going through the hear on the shirt, and silver chains hanging out of the skirts pockets. Then, onto my new shoes collection. I was trying to decide between knee length black boots, and mid thigh black boots that had buckles going up the side. I chose the one with the buckles. I quickly grabbed my new camouflage bag and shoved all the contents of my purse in it. There was a loud revving sound from outside of my house.
I smiled and ran down the stairs, careful not to wake father up. I set his dinner out on the counter and ran for the door, grabbing my jacket and house keys to my house on the way out. I stopped dead in my tracks. The all to familiar black bike with a blood red Kanji sat in my driveway, an motionless driver staring back at me through his helmet. There was only one thing going through my mine, why is Gaara here? He slowly pulled off his black helmet and stared at me with his eyes wider then normal.
"Gaara!" I smiled and walked down to him. "What are you doing here?" I smiled and pushed some of my long pink hair from my face. He just stared at me with those wide eyes, like hes never seen me before. That's when I remembered my new look, the new me. "Oh! Do you like it?" I did a small spin. "I was shopping and found this girl, she helped me out. I'm actually waiting for her little brother to pick me up, I'm going over to their house for dinner." Gaara's eyes seemed to travel up and down my body, it gave me the shivers.
"Get on." He lightly shook his head and handed me his helmet.
"But-"
"Temari wont like it if we are late." He gave me a small smirk when my mouth dropped open.
"She's your older sister?!" He nodded, pushing the black helmet into my hands. I stared at him for a few more seconds, then down at the helmet, then down at my skirt, then finally, my eyes rested on the back of his bike. "Maybe I should go put some pants on..." I started to turn, remembering my first time on the back of his bike.
"No time." Gaara grabbed my arm and pulled me closer, he shoved the helmet over my head and pulled me towards the back of the bike. I hesitated, then slung my leg over the bike. My arms automatically wrapped around his waist and I leaned forward so that he could hear me over the engine.
"Don't go to fast! Or, I'll kick you-!" My voice was cut off into a scream as he revved and raced down the road, me almost flying off the back.
We got to his house within five-ten minutes. I was screaming the whole time, as he weaved in and out of cars and big trucks. I could feel him chuckling under my hands every time I let out a few colorful curses. I smacked his shoulder when he finally stopped. I got off as quickly as I could. I pulled off his helmet and pushed it in his hands rather roughly, all the while telling him how big of an ass he was.
"Don't do it again!" I finished by pushing his head backwards and turning around. During my little tantrum, Gaara had stood up off his bike and stood rather close to me. I stopped dead in my tracks at seeing where I was.
There, in front of me, was the biggest house I have ever seen in my entire life. I felt my mouth drop and hit the pavement under my feet. Rose bushes traveled along the sides, and along each balcony's railing. I now looked around me, there was a huge lawn with a black metal gate framing from the road. The driveway wrapped around the white house, looking like it went under. I slowly turned to look back at Gaara, he was wearing the usual black shirt, black jeans, black and white skater shoes. They didn't match. Something didn't fit here. He never told me he was rich! And, to make matters better, he was smirking at me!
"Something wrong?" He asked in a mocking tone, walking past me towards the house. I followed on jelly legs.
"SAKURA!" I was tackled by a blond person, it took me a minute to realize that it was Temari, she was already pulling me along, talking about something. I looked behind me at Gaara, he wasn't there anymore. I glared at the spot where he had once been. "... And she was like 'Get out of my face, whore!' and then I was like, 'Oh, no, you just didn't'! Then, I decked her and walked off." Temari pulled me along the halls, I lost track of how many corners we turned. "... Sakura... are you listening to me?"
"Huh?" I looked up at her, away from the glass vase I had been looking at. Temari was standing next to a door with her arms crossed. "I'm sorry." I gave her a small smile and walked up to her, looking into the room. My mouth dropped open for the second time today.
It was, obviously, Temari's bedroom.
The walls were a soft pink, lighter then my hair, but they were covered with more band posters then I ever wanted to count. Her bed was covered in a black and yellow comforter, the pillows clad in the same yellow. CD's and pictures of random guys cluttered her floor. Her vanity was over flowing with different kinds of make-up, the mirror had pictures of Temari and her family on it. I walked up to it and leaned closer, they were mostly of Temari and Kankuro, only a few of Gaara, and when he was older, none when he was a small kid.
"Well? What do you think?" I turned back towards Temari, who was now sitting on her bed looking through a magazine.
"I like it." I smiled and went over to her bed, kicking off my shoes next to hers. "Much bigger then my room at home." I laid down next to her and grabbed one of the many magazines that was covering her bed. It had mostly guys in it with odd face paints and some looked like zombies. But, I liked the articles that was in it. They were... different to say the least.
"Temari?" I looked up at the door, just as her bother, Kankuro, came in. Temari didn't even glance at him.
"Mm?" She mumbled.
"You cooking tonight, or are we ordering?" He sat down next to me and gave me a small wink, I rolled my eyes and went back to reading.
"Cooking." She mumbled and turned the page. "I'll start it in a few."
"Temari... I think we should spare this one, and order." Kankuro looked at his sister with... scared?... or was he just scared about what she'd say?... eyes. Temari slowly looked up at him, a glare on her face. "You know how bad your cooking is!" He raised his hands and backed away.
"I can help you cook, Temari." I closed the magazine and pushed it away as I stood. "Show me to the kitchen!" I laughed and jumped off the bed, running away from the angry blond with Kankuro.
"Sakura? Hello? Sakura, you okay?" Kankuro was waving his hand in my face, he snapped his fingers and my eyes shot up to his face.
I looked back at the kitchen, it was bigger then Temari's room. I smiled and ran to the cupboards, looking to see what I had to work with. They were stocked to the fullest. "Think she likes to cook?" I heard Temari grumble, I ignored her and kept on with my search. This, was heaven to me.
"Okay, something easy." I mumbled when I saw the time. "Hmm..." I turned to face Temari and Kankuro who were still standing by the door. "How does cheese stuffed chicken with garlic potato's and some broccoli sound?"
"Sounds good!" Kankuro gave me the thumbs up and left the room, clapping Temari's shouldering on the way out.
"You really know how to make that?" Temari walked over to where I was putting raw chicken out with some cheese.
"Yeah. Mom taught me. She was the best cook ever. I can show you how to make some things if you want. It's pretty easy, all you do is follow some steps." I gave her a smile and we started.
"Kankuro! Go get Gaara for dinner!" Temari called as we brought the bowels of food out to the dining room.
"I'm busy!" He said from one side of the table. He was playing with some type of overly large doll thing. He didn't even look up from it.
"Where's his room? I'll go get him." I put the plate with chicken on the table and turned to look at Temari.
"Remember where my room is? It's the second door down from mine, the last door in the hall." She gave me a small smile as I left the room in search of the redhead.
The halls were endless. They twisted and turned all around, never showing any signs of stopping. Then, when I was about to give up, I was at a dead end. I knocked on the door to my right, it was empty, then the door on my left, it was also empty. I sighed and started back down the hall, I was now officially lost. I roamed the halls for what seemed like hours, but I knew it was only minutes. My fingers traced the walls as I walked, humming a tuneless song.
"What are you doing?" A deep voice from behind me made me jump, spinning around. I back against the wall holding where my heart was, trying to calm its beating.
"Gaara, you scared me!" I gasped out, finally looking up at him. He just stood there with his arms crossed over his chest, waiting for me to catch my breath. "I was searching for your room so that I could get to you, I think I took a wrong turn and got lost." I gave him a impish smile and pushed off the wall, standing in front of him. "So, here you are... but... I haven't found your room yet..." I gave him one more smile.
Gaara rolled his eyes and brushed past me, pushing open the door that I was about to pass. "I was in my room, but Temari said you had been gone to long. She said you were looking for me." Gaara motioned for me to enter. I walked in past him, only to stop dead in my tracks as I looked in. "This isn't my room..."
"No kidding..." My voice sounded like air, barely audible.
The room was made of glass, all of the walls, everything. There was a small patch of forest behind the house, the trees blowing lightly. I walked into the room and turned, looking up, taking in the full extent of the glass room. The ceiling was high, most likely the highest part in the house. The walls that face the rest of the house, they had glass on them, glass with color. The color was molded in odd shapes, twisting and turning. I walked up to it and ran my fingers along the different shades of pink, peach, green, and a pale cream color. The black metal that lined each color to its different spots seemed to hold it all together, to keep it from disappearing from the face of the earth, or shattering on the grey marble floor.
"What is it?" I whispered, slightly turning my head to face the redhead.
Gaara let out what could have been a cough, but it seemed like a small laugh. I smiled at him. "It's not something I can just 'tell' you. You have to see it yourself to know what it is. Come on, Temari will get mad if she has to wait much longer." I nodded and followed him from the room, a little bummed out. I took one last glance at the glass wall before shutting the door and following him down the hall.
"Where were you?!" Temari yelled as we came into the dinning hall.
"I kinda got lost..." I rubbed my arm and gave her a weak smile. "He found me." I jabbed my thumb at Gaara as I walked over and took a seat next to the blond.
"Weren't you going to find him?" Kankuro asked with a smirk.
"Ha ha, Kankuro." I gave him a play glare. "It's not my fault your house is so damn big!" I took a spoon full of the mashed potato's and flung it at him, it hit right between the eyes. Temari broke out laughing, Kankuro hurled more potato's, but directed at me.
I screamed and attempted to duck out of the way, but they smashed right into my hair. My mouth dropped open and I ran one of my hands in my hair, glaring at the face painted culprit the whole time. Temari was doubled over laughing, I took the potato's from my hair and chucked it at her. She gasped and looked at me in disbelief. I smirked and licked my finger, smacking my lips.
"YOU'RE DEAD!" She grabbed a hand full of the potato's from the bowel on the table and tossed it at me, I ducked and it hit Kankuro again.
We all started laughing, throwing food around. Then, oh then, I through some chicken at Kankuro, he ducked, and who happened to be standing behind him? Oh, none other then the redhead biker himself! The cheese exploded all of Gaara's face, the chicken sticking to him. All of us went silent, no one made a move, all trying to judge Gaara's reaction. The chicken slowly slid from his face, and Gaara's eyes flickered open, resting on me. I had to put my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing, the yellow cheese was all over his pale face.
"You look stupid, Gaara!" I finally let out, laughing. Temari and Kankuro gasped, staring at me with big eyes. I had to hold my side from the pain of a sprained rib I got a few nights ago.
Then, out of no where, there was chicken in my face. I wiped it off and stared wide eyed at a smirking Gaara. "So do you." He said, his smirk getting bigger as I grabbed a hand full of the potato's and hurled it at him.
Temari and Kankuro sat in the background watching me and Gaara have a small food fight. I couldn't tell what they were whispering about, but Temari was using her hands, pointing to me, then to Gaara, then moving her hands in the air, clamping them together. Kankuro just kept nodding with a scared look. I didn't pay to much attention to them, I was busy trying to get more food on Gaara, then he got on me. I haven't had so much fun in a long time. I was laughing, a real laugh, smiling, a real smile. I was happy.
"I'm going to wash this cheese out of my hair!" Temari called over my laughter. I nodded and ducked from some flying green beans. I saw Kankuro follow her out of the corner of my eye.
I let out a small scream when arms wrapped around my middle and pushed me against the table, spinning me to face Gaara's chest. My hands flew up to steady myself, grabbing a hold of the front of his shirt. I slowly looked up, Gaara was still smirking. A small amount of cheese was rolling down his cheek, I could help but giggle.
"What?" His smirk turned into a frown as he stared down at me. I lifted my hand and wiped the cheese from his cheek, licking it off my finger.
"I really am a good cook." I smiled at him widely. He rolled his eyes and leaned closer, putting both of his hands on the table behind me. Our faces were centimeters apart.
Gaara smirked again as he leaned closer, making me lean backwards to keep that distance. "Sakura... are you afraid of me?" His voice was serious, he didn't look me in the eye.
I didn't answer, just stared at him. His face was tilted down, so that his eyes wouldn't meet mine. I reached up with a shaky hand and lifted his face, slowly leaning forward until our lips brushed. "I have no reason to be scared of you." Another brush. "You've never hurt me." I whispered. One of his hands moved to my lower back, pushing me a little closer. I slightly tilted my head as I kissed him fully. He seemed to stiffen for a small second, but relaxed and kissed back.
His hands traveled up my sides, then back down. I pushed my hands through his blood red hair, gently pulling on it. I was suddenly lifted in the air, being seated on the table that I had been leaning on. I gasped into Gaara's mouth, instantly pulling away, and pushing him away. I shook my head as I tried to get off the table, my hands still on his chest, weakly pushing him.
"Sakura." He grabbed both of my hands and waited until I looked at him. "I wont hurt you." He whispered. "You are the only person that I will never hurt. Why do you push me away?"
"I-I-I can't..." Was all that came out. Memories of Sasuke pinning me down and hurting me flashed in my mind, I couldn't have that happen again, I couldn't deal with the pain from it happening with Gaara. I could feel the tears starting to come, I turned my face away as one slipped.
"Sakura, who hurt you?" His voice was deep. Angry. His his hand grabbed my chin, not hard, but enough, and turned me to face him. "Who?" He wiped the tear away as he stared deep into my eyes. I feared for whoever had or will piss this guy off. He isn't even mad at me, and I can feel a little bit of fear twisting in the pit of my stomach.
"No." I said, looking down, then back up. "I'm not going to tell you, Gaara." My voice was a small whisper, but was strong. "I'm dealing with it myself."
He just stared at me, a small scowl creasing his forehead.
"Show me the room again." I gave him a small smile, even if it was fake, it seemed to make some of the anger go away. He nodded and backed away from me, letting me jump down from the table. I had to try my hardest not to wince from the pain in my rib.
So? What'd you think??? lol. Well, the next chapter might be up tomorrow, maybe not. Depends on when I get done it, and when I'm aloud internet, mom's been kinda mad lately, grounding me and stuff. Oh well, I'll get it up as soon as I can!! Love yahs all!
