A/N – erm... well... I know I haven't posted in, like... forever, but I have a reason for that!! See, this story was finished. All typed up and ready to be posted to your guys' likings... then... dundundun... my computer crashed. Four times... In one week. Do you know how much that sucks?! A LOT! So here's a chappie for you... hope you like it and it suffices for now, loves!
Taryn opened her mouth to speak but immediately closed it and looked down.
"I'm...sorry." she muttered. "For before..."
"That's not what I'm talking about." Gaara said staring at her.
Taryn
"What?" I looked up at him, rainwater dripping down the side of my face rolling slowly down my pale cheek before finally dropping onto the floor which was getting wetter by the minute. I looked at his face for some sort of elaboration but none came. "What're you talking about?!" I demanded narrowing my eyes at him. All he did was stare at me, then, after a moment he decided to speak. Finally.
"What the hell was that? Outside." He walked closer to me.
I shrugged. "It was a normal occurrence, I guess."
"Don't lie to me," Gaara warned. He was now standing directly in front of me.
"I'm not." I argued. "It is a regular occurrence. Well, it was nine years ago. He'd do something to hurt me, and I'd get upset. This is the first time someone has actually defended me. No big deal."
"It is a big deal!" Gaara said. I stared at him shocked. What? "Get up. You need to fix your hair, its grotesque." He grabbed my arm attempting to pull me up, but I just yanked back.
"No!" I jerked my entire body back, and Gaara, not letting go of me, came back too, and then I toppled over falling out of the chair dragging Gaara to the floor with me.
I widened my eyes, staring into Gaara's jade eyes as we lay lip-locked on the floor. A deep dark blush crossed my face, but Gaara didn't seem to mind. He closed his eyes and shifted himself so he was lying over me and not on me. His lips pressed against mine, demanding that I kissed back, and I did. I closed my eyes and moved wrapping my arms around his back pulling him closer to me. I felt his tongue slid across my bottom lip asking for entrance and I didn't hesitate in opening my mouth. His tongue entered my mouth and began exploring my mouth, of course, I fought back with my tongue, but I lost so I let him explore my mouth. In turn he let me explore his mouth, and I was lost in the blissful kiss.
Somewhere during this kiss he had lifted me up, and we were now lying on my bed. My fingers were entangled in his hair, his soft, beautiful hair. One of his arms was under me while the other rested on the head board on the back of my bed. After a few more moment of tongue sex he broke away and began kissing along my jaw line. I gasped for breath from our long, much loved kiss, and tilted my head back some giving him access to my exposed neck. Gaara took advantage of this and began to kiss and suck on my neck. I bit my lip suppressing a moan, but he knew it was there and continued to harass my neck until I gave in and moaned.
The moment I gave in to him, he leaned up and smirked down at me. My cheeks were tinted pink and I was panting. He sat up and I did the same, though it was a bit harder for me since he was straddling me.
"Go change your shirt." I said as if nothing had happened. "Make it short sleeved so I can fix that cut."
He didn't seem to mind my diverting of the subject so he got off me and left my room. As soon as he left I jumped up and ran into the bathroom. That jerk! There was a hickey on the left side of my neck where he had been kissing me. Oooh, I was going to hurt him as soon as he got back into my room. Until then, however, I just got scissors and began to even out my hair a little bit, still leaving it choppy. I didn't mind it being short, but I just didn't want it to be too short, like this.
When Gaara came back I had just finished restyling my hair so that it hung over my blind eye, hiding the cool white iris and pupil-less-ness of it.
"You are definitely a girl." He remarked stepping into my bathroom.
I ignored his sexist comment since that was what had gotten me thrown out before and I pointed to the toilet. "Sit." I ordered.
He growled at me before doing as I had instructed. I turned and grabbed the first-aid kit under the sink and I turned to him pulling out gauze, triple anti-biotic ointment, and medical tape. I began to clean the blood around the cut with a wet washrag, and I used Peroxide to clean out the cut. Drying it off with a dry towel I placed the ointment on the gauze gently placing it over the cut. I used the medical tape to hold it there.
"You're pretty good at that." Gaara said when I started putting the things away.
"I have to be. Naruto hurts himself a lot. Especially skateboarding. He is terrible at that." I smiled and then turned to him. "You're—" I cut myself off noticing how close he was to me. He must've gotten up and moved as I was talking. He just stood in front of me, looking down at me for a long moment. "G-Gaara...?"
His hand moved forward and his finger brushed through my hair, and he tucked some of it behind my ear. "I like it short." With that said he dropped his hand, turned and left.
I could barely breathe. Why did he do this to me?
Next day (Woo. Go lazy-ness)
I was actually in school, and I wasn't listening to music. People had thought I was someone different because of my short hair and some people, whom I didn't know, actually came up to me and said that they thought I was cute. If it was a guy they earned a kick in the groin, and if it was a girl, I'd call them a lesbian and tell them to get the hell away from me.
Other than that things went pretty well for me, up until I was walking out of the school. Taylor decided that getting her ass kicked once wasn't enough. She rammed her shoulder into me and I stumbled backwards on my way to the parking lot, and I dropped my messenger bag. It was going to fall anyway but she was just too annoying.
"What the hell skank?!" I hissed.
"Oops, my bad." She replied sarcastically. I clenched my fists and narrowed my eyes at her, but her expression changed from hateful to horrified. Her gaze was on my neck. I smirked. She gaped and pointed at me. "You... you slut!" she gasped.
I tilted my head to the side quizzically. "What ever could you mean?" I asked knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"You... you slept with him didn't you?" She accused. I crossed my arm and rolled my eyes.
I don't sleep with every moving thing that has a dick, like you, thank you very much." I picked u my bag and walked passed her. Right as I walked by though I whispered, "And it's called a whore... I get paid."
Taylor let out a squeak as if she'd seen a mouse and she rounded on my tackling me from behind. I grunted as I came in contact with the pavement but I rolled over and sat on her straddling her. I pulled my fist back and wailed her in the jaw hard. Her head snapped to the side, and I knew she wasn't going to hit back but I pulled my fist back again. I went to hit her but my wrist was grabbed with one hand while another grabbed me around the waist hoisting me off the pathetic girl beneath me. It was Gaara. He pulled me off of Taylor with one hand! Can you believe it?
Well, he set me to the side of him and stared down at Taylor who was looking at him dreamily. That made anger boil up inside me. I was pissed.
"Oh, Gaara! You saved me." Taylor said affectionately. She stood up and hugged him around the waist. He just stood there staring down at her as if she'd grown another head. I felt my anger boiling up inside me even more than before and I ripped her away from him.
"Don't fucking touch him bitch!" I snapped. I pulled my fist back again, but Gaara grabbed me again and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Put me down! Now!" I demanded.
Gaara ignored me and began walking towards his car. He unlocked the passenger side and threw me in the car tossing my bag in the backseat. He closed and locked the door, making sure it was child locked so I couldn't open the door and he walked to the drivers' side. He unlocked and opened the door stepping in coolly, as if no one was staring at us, which basically everyone was. He turned to me before even staring the car. His eyes narrowed at me and he moved closer to me, which only made me back up more.
"Do you know how childish you were acting?" He asked glaring at me.
I crossed my arms. "Does it—" I never got to finish because as soon as I opened my mouth his lips were on mine. It was then I was dreadfully aware of all the eyes on us, and a heavy red hue settled over my cheeks. Gaara pulled away from me and smirked at my cherry red face. "Gaara, I'm going to kill you." I said lowly.
"No you're not."
He started the car and drove to his—our home. Once at the house he refused to open my door and I couldn't do it. I moved to open the drivers side but as he got out he child locked that one too, and both back doors.
"God damnit Gaara! Let me out!" I shouted. He ignored me and walked in the house. "Stupid fucker." I said to myself crossing my arms over my chest. I huffed and leaned against the window curling my legs underneath me. I stayed that way for about five minutes and I was out like a light.
Normal
Gaara had been watching from the window of the living room and as soon as she fell asleep, he walked out of the house and gently opened the car door catching her as she almost fell out of the car. He lifted her into his arms and carried her into the house. Temari was in the kitchen at the time, and when he walked past the kitchen with sleeping Taryn in his arms she gaped open mouth at the image. She hadn't even thought that Gaara would do something like that. But he had.
Gaara laid Taryn on her bed in her room, and covered her up. He'd have to remember to take off the child locks on the doors before he got into the car next time. Seeing Taryn lying there on the bed made a small, barely visible smile come over his lips. She looked so innocent and vulnerable like that. For a very long moment he just stared at her lying there.
"Why... do I feel like this around you?" he asked softly, barely audible. With that question hanging in the air he turned and left her room, leaving her to sleep. He closed her door, turned around and came face to face with his sister. He automatically glared at her. "What?" he demanded.
"You like her don't you?" Temari accused pointing at him with the wooden spoon in her hand. Gaara merely rolled his eyes and walked around her. Temari huffed and crossed her arms. "You can't hide it from me, you know." She said. When he slammed his door, she smiled softly. "I'm glad you finally found someone who can relate to you..." she whispered before walking back downstairs into the kitchen.