By the way I have a Deviantart account in case you want to check up on me. My journals will have news on my fanfics in case you're interested. You can look up Santa Made A Mistake This Year and the first story you see will have been done by me. My username is Whatamitoyou
Sakura Pov
I walked into the room and did my best not to laugh at him. Gaara was currently staring at the television like he was about to die if he didn't find out what happened next, and oddly enough it was a chick anime. Sometimes I'm convinced that my husband is obsessed with tv. I think I'm wrong though. He's just obsessed with the wonderful world of anime.
He was almost drooling which is just sad. Although Toradora is pretty amazing, it's not that good. Although I am a bit interested in how it's going to end. "Hurry up Sakura!" Gaara growled angrily. It made me nod with a slow smile knowing I love my easily addicted husband, even if he is a total and complete freak!
"You are so weird." I informed the man while relaxing back onto the bed. Shino was curled up in between us and was soon leaning against me with a soft smile on his face. I tried to scoot away but soon I was on the edge of the bed with him still pressed tightly against me. "Honey… should we get an abortion?" I asked Gaara making him glance over at us and glare.
"It's not called an abortion if he's not in your stomach. We'll just kill him." He smirked then took out his machine gun, in a matter of seconds Shino was out of my room and running towards his own. We're not the best parents in the world but we do try… when our kid is not trying to get too close to his mother.
"What are we going to do today?" I asked as the Japanese Christmas song started to play. That's when I glanced over at the calendar and my eyes widened. I didn't know that that gift giving holiday is coming up so soon! Crap! I haven't gotten him anything yet! Just when he started to open his mouth to answer me I placed my hand over it and began to cling to anything I possibly could in order to hide what I'm doing. "You know what? Sorry! I already have plans! I'm just- well… you know… kidnapping people like usual." I informed him quickly.
His eyes widened slightly before he smirked with a nod and began to turn back to the show. "Can we at least finish the anime before you have to go?" He asked me without glancing over once. I agreed and hid my sigh of relief knowing it wouldn't do any good to give him hints to the fact that I just lied to him. This Christmas is going to be good! I'm going to make sure I can get him everything he wants! Anything he wants!
The only problem is that I don't know what he wants…
Looking over at him a soft smile covered my lips knowing that he's the perfect guy for me. He understands and does anything I tell him too plus he knows I've been kidnapped if I didn't pause my anime.
I just need to know what he wants.
Gaara Pov
As soon as she said she has plans I almost sighed in relief. I've been waiting for a day when I can finally go out and buy her a present but she keeps on having us spend the day together! That's fun and all but it doesn't give me much preparation time for before the holidays. I found myself going through a list of things I can't let her get access too while trying to think of legal and safe things to buy her… is that even possible? There's nothing like that I can buy that she'd actually want!
When the anime series ended we both got ready quickly while refusing to look at the other much. I know she's the kind of girl that would be fine with almost anything but at the same time I know she wants something nice. Sakura is the kind of girl that if you don't get the right thing for her or say the right thing in response to what she gave you… well you'll be chained to a chair being tortured for a month if you make a little mistake.
"Alright well I'm heading out." She called making me nod slowly while putting on some shoes. She was out the door in a flash and I could pretty much hear the screams already. That's when I realized that I don't even know who she's kidnapping this time. I smirked to myself knowing I don't even want to know. If it's Lee or Kankuro then it's fine, go ahead bitch because I don't care about them!
My poor misguided brother… He needs help and Temari agrees so at the moment he's in a psychiatric ward and dealing with all the counselors and the missionaries since it appears as though he might even be possessed… well hopefully by the end of this I won't cry when people ask if he's my brother! That'd be a great improvement.
When I was dressed and ready I headed over to the closest shop and to my utter horror I knew I most likely can't buy her anything in a gun parlor. Walking over to the next store I was a little annoyed to find out that it's a shop for gothic teenagers who want the latest dead styles. This probably wouldn't be the best place to go. The next store was a bit… healthier. The people who worked there were pale and a bit scary but not as bad as the last store.
They sold torture equipment.
I couldn't help it but I went through the store looking at each item while trying my best not to buy her anything. Sure she'd love it all and probably never get mad at me again but at the same time I knew that this stuff would get her arrested.
Dammit.
Sakura Pov
I walked into Anime Pop and was instantly at every corner in the shop looking for exactly what kind of anime and posters he might want. It made me smirk knowing just how insane he would go and how the poor Kazekage would probably allow me to do whatever it is I wish because of the things I want to buy him. In a matter of seconds I had a cart full of crap he'd like.
"Hey Sakura!" Tenten grinned from the counter making my eyes widen in astonishment. She's probably one of the last girls I'd imagine working here. It's not like she's into this stuff… or at least that's what I thought. I walked over to her slowly and placed the things on the counter while she played with her kunai.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked her blankly. She smirked softly and began to check all the things out while taking out wrapping paper. I smirked and motioned for her to 'go ahead' knowing that I sure as hell can't wrap presents. In a matter of seconds she had it wrapped up and ready to go.
"I work here! I'm a major anime Otaku! I can't get enough of the stuff! It's incredibly addictive!" She smirked and then handed me the presents while I gave her three hundred dollars and told her to keep the change. "You wouldn't believe the crap I'd go through just to watch a good anime! I didn't know you were such a big fan though." She said looking at the things I bought with a slightly curious look on her face.
"These are actually for Gaara." I said and began to inch away from her feeling a little creeped out. The girl just laughed at me and began to laugh harder and harder until she stopped breathing and I began to wonder if I need to call 911… but what's the number for it again? I always forget… dammit. If she dies because I forgot something so small-!
Instantly my friend began to breathe again and held onto me tightly. I looked down at her then shoved the girl to the side and began to walk out of the store. "Thanks a ton! It was great talking to you! Make sure not to mention this to Gaara! Alright bye!" I called with a big grin on my face but once I was out of the store I frowned and ran a hand through my hair. "That was just weird."
It didn't take me long to get home and took even less time for me to go to my torture chamber and hide the presents in my torture equipment box. Even if I forget where I put it I still go into this box every three hours.
Gaara Pov
I decided to be a good husband, even though my instincts were begging me to be a wife beater or something. Maybe even cheat on the poor woman because of how insanely ridiculous this really is. I shouldn't just buy her this and act like it's just another Christmas present! That's just horrible! I should be thinking about the poor people who will be forced to wear these with looks of shame, humiliation, and fear covering their faces!
At that moment I realized that I was probably doing the wrong thing, but non-the-less I bought her the handcuffs and even smiled at the creepy man with long black hair and snake eyes who checked it out for me. I should just be happy I didn't buy the fuzzy cuffs because that would suggest something completely different that I don't even want to consider when it comes to Sakura.
Taking a deep breath I also bought the complimentary red lipstick that I know Sakura loves to death. I might as well be the best husband in the world before being arrested for letting the thing that is my wife, loose on the population of both Suna and Konoha. Dammit, I really should be arrested.
When I was out of the store, the hot sun of Suna beat down on my skin helping to strengthen the feelings of guilt, horror, and perhaps a bit of shame. I really shouldn't care this much but it's hard not to. Although everyone, including myself, should just be grateful that I didn't buy her a gun. That would end in mass chaos, confusion, and death.
When I got to the house I hid my present in the cupboard knowing that she'd never look there or even o through it for any reason knowing she can just order me to cook her food while waiting impatiently in our bedroom. In a lot of ways I hate my life with her but at the same time I love the excitement about it. She's always doing things that makes my ordinary life less ordinary and more fun.
I guess I'm a bit grateful to her… even if she drives me nuts and kidnaps people for fun.
I can still remember how scared I was when we first lived together at her place. That was just horrible! There was blood on the curtains and I was stuck living in the cellar or was it the attic? I don't even remember. All I know is that I never want to go back to that and I like our life now… it's a bit more normal with a bit of romance and fun here and there. Can't forget the constant kidnappings but we can handle it.
A light smirk passed over my lips as I remembered how I came to the rescue for her. Yes… for one moment in my life I got to be the hero and save my wife.
I just wish I didn't have to learn about my stupid brother in the process.
