A/N: I noticed that a lot of people like this story and It's A Full House!
I'm quite happy, actually. Hehehe. ^^
Argh! Hahaha. That remind me of a pirate!
Oh wait...I forgot what I was going to say. =.=
Cute Panda Maid!
9.
It didn't really help me very much when Gaara came into my classroom after school to pick me up. Or...it doesn't even look as if he even cared. Either, he picked me up and when I left the classroom, everyone glared at me. It was hard to ignore them but somehow, I was able to. I got a ride in the limo again and Gaara's siblings were there too. Temari-chan was talking to a friend on the phone. Kankuro-kun was talking to his, surprisingly, girlfriend on the phone as well. Gaara just stared out the window with a dull expression painted in his face. I do same thing as well. The ride "home" was very long and quiet, in my opinion.
After I dropped everything in my room, I was ready to leave but one of the maids take me off guard by handing me a maid uniform. "Please wear this." And the maid bows before she leaves. I gawk at the maid uniform a little annoyed but I sighed deeply, thinking about my mom in the hospital. I tug my clothes off and when I'm completely naked (not really - I still have my panties and underwear on) I rest my hands on my side. I put the maid uniform on my bed and now I'm staring at it. I can't believe that I actually have to wear this! My MOM even wore this!
"Ichigo-"
I twirl around, shocked. Standing in my doorway is none other then Gaara! My mouth drops as I remember that I'm only in my lingerie.
He stares at my body for a bit but there is no expression in his face. He looks back up at me. "You didn't lock the door." He twirls back around and shuts the door.
My knees give up on me. Naked...naked...naked? NAAAAKED! I scream at the top of my lungs.
Knock. Knock.
"Ichigo?" Temari-chan calls out from behind the door. She knocks on the door again lightly.
I'm in my bed with blankets wrapped around my body. There are tissues in my nose as I miserably sob to myself. "Go away!" I cried out.
"Ichigo? What happened? Do you want to talk about it?" You can hear it in her voice that she's a bit impatient.
"NO!" I shout and I blow my nose in a tissue.
I can hear Kankuro-kun outside of the door and he asks, "What happened?"
Temari-chan's voice was low and soft like a whispering lullaby. "I don't know. But whatever happened, she doesn't want to come out of her room."
"I saw her only in her lingerie. That's why she's like this," Gaara explains as if it doesn't even matter.
I scream again, remembering well about that horrible memory.
"You saw her body!" Kankuro-kun exclaims. "How was it?" You can hear the lewdness in his voice.
It becomes silent for a moment as if Gaara is thinking back to my naked body. "Flat," he finally says, his voice still dull, bored.
Something inside me pop and I rush towards my door, slamming it open. I point a finger at Gaara angrily. "You have to take responsibility."
Gaara scans me from head-to-foot. "You're still in your lingerie."
I freeze completely as I glance down at myself. My mouth drops as I cover up my chest by making a "x" sign with my arms. I scream on the top of my lungs again and chuck the tissue that was in my hand at him. "IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT, STUPID PANDA!" I slam my door shut from behind me and crawl back in my bed, covering myself with the blankets.
"Stupid panda?" Temari-chan questions and she bursts out laughing.
"Did she seriously just call you a panda?" Kankuro-kun asks and he bursts out laughing as well.
"Who cares." I can hear him walking away.
"Panda!" Kankuro-kun calls out and he snickers. "You should apologize to her!"
"Why should I say sorry if I didn't even do anything wrong?" he questions.
WHAT? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN THAT YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG? I scream at the top of my lungs once again.
Grooooooooooowl.
I glance down at my stomach. I'm hungry.
Wait...I thought to myself and I sniff the air. What is that smell? It smells like...My eyes widen. "FOOD!"
I tear myself from the blankets and I crawl over to the door and open the door enough to just stick my head out. I glance around swiftly. There isn't a single person in sight but there is a bowl of danpatjuk right outside my door and it still looks hot. I look around again and down the hall, I can see a small part of blood red hair. Is this his way of saying sorry? I smile and thank him in my head. I bring in the bowl into my room and I begin eating it.
I take one bit from it and I rest the spoon back in the bowl. "This taste terrible!" I stick out my tongue to get rid of the taste. Gaara put too much salt in it and black peppers and some kind of flavor that he's not suppose to put in. I get to my feet and before I could leave, I remember to put clothes on - I just quickly put on the maid uniform since it's right there. With the bowl in one hand, I walk out of my room and head towards the kitchen.
It took me a while to get to the kitchen because I got lost a couple of times. On my way getting to the kitchen, I notice that Gaara is slowly following me but I pretend that I didn't know - I'm quite curious on what he's planning.
Anyways, I dump the bowl in the sink and I clean it out. I go to the fridge and open it, wondering what I can eat. To my surprise, there isn't any food in here that I don't have to cook! And there is a lot of different kinds of drinks. I shrug my shoulders and looked in the freezer. I dug in there and found out that there is ice-cream in here! Pleased, I take it out and grab a spoon from one of the drawers. I drag my feet out of the uber large kitchen and into the living room that looks more like a movie theater. My body sinks into one of the many chair and I then begin stuffing my mouth with strawberry ice-cream. It's not my favorite, but it's still good.
Without even realizing it, Gaara sinks in the chair beside me and he turns towards me, studying me carefully.
I gaze at him from the corner of my eyes.
"You didn't like the soup?" he finally asks.
I don't look at him. "Why does it matter to you? Did you make it?"
"No."
I knew he was going to say that. "Then don't ask. It's none of your business."
He sighs irritatedly. "You didn't like the soup?" he repeats again, ignoring my comment.
"I didn't." I look at him now. "It tasted horrible. Whoever left it out of my room was probably trying to poison me."
"Poison you?" You can hear the anger in his voice now.
I nod my head once. "Why else would there be a horrible-tasting soup outside of my door?"
"Ha!" he laughs like he can't even believe what I just said. He turns his head to the side, probably trying to calm himself down.
I grin to myself, entertained. That soup was definitely his way of saying sorry. So he's the type of guy that will feel guilty but won't admit to it and will do something nice for that person so that they can forgive him. Actually, he's pretty easy to read. This should be interesting.
"But, whoever made it for me tried their best so it's okay."
He turns his head to look at me. "Of course."
What kind of response is that? I thought to myself and I begin laughing a bit, more entertained. Gaara really is interesting.
A/N: Aww...they got a bit closer to each other! xP
I really like Gaara, he's the best! xD
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