Chapter 10: Dark Room
A/N: WAAAHHH!! I've been away for so long I almost forgot how to write bwahahaha XD this is the return of the come back. Give me time to adjust, okay? I'm still welcome, right? TT I miss your reviews… so make a good one for me. Read and review…
The sound of the thick glass hitting the hard wood of the bar made a few people look. The bartender already has his eye on the raven haired man who has been drinking for the last four hours since he came in. Slamming his money on the bar, the man wearing a formal suit with loose tie and half unbuttoned shirt ordered "The strongest you've got," his eyes were burning with rage as his entire body kept its cool. A few brave women had the guts to flirt with him a sharp glare was all the response they need to realize that their company is not needed.
"Stop making that face… you'll grow wrinkles," Sasuke immediately looked at the woman with long blond hair and blue eyes wearing a red silk halter back mini dress that hugged her curves. "You know… that look won't chase 'me' away," the woman sat beside him and ordered a drink gracefully.
Playing with the cherry on her drink, the blond began "I can help you… you know." "I don't settle for sluts," Sasuke gulped down his drink and ordered for another one. "I don't use that kind of currency," the girl replied as if there was nothing insulting about Sasuke's statement. "I do salute you for the effort… setting her up for a trip To Hawaii, the 'almost' romantic dinner…" "What the hell do you want?!" He slammed his glass on the table roughly making almost everyone in the bar, stare. "Easy there tiger… the name's Ino… and I 'think' we'll be good friends from now on," the girl finally looked at Sasuke's enraged onyx eyes and smirked as she extended her hands. Sasuke reluctantly returned her gesture as the activity in the bar resumed after a moment of silence.
"That's your room?" the pink haired photographer looked at the door across her room. "Yeah… I had it arranged," the red haired business man muttered as he slowly encircled his strong arms around her petite form. Shaking her head in helplessness, she pecked his lips and drew away from his embrace. "Ja… oyasuminasai," Sakura stood by her doorstep and winked at the stunned red head. "Yeah, oyasumi," Gaara can't help but smirk. The girl was absolutely unpredictable.
It was still pitch black outside when a hotel door opened to let out pink haired photographer. Her long silky tresses was tied back with a ponytail as she lightly exited her room carrying her camera and tripod. Turning around the corner towards the elevator, her emerald eyes widened in surprise to find a handsome redheaded guy leaning on a nearby wall as if waiting for her. "Ohayo," his flaming red hair was as unruly as usual giving him that morning look that did not at all ruin his overwhelming presence. "Why are you up this early?" Sakura approached him halfway as he did too. His reserved smile made her feel heart beats in her ears and her stomach do summersaults.
Without saying other word, Gaara tipped her chin and gently brushed his lips over hers. That singe act sent shivers to her spine and rendered her speechless. "I'm here to help you of course," he took the tripod and the camera Sakura were carrying then took hold of her hand to lead her to the empty lift.
Her face was warm… as was her entire body… that much she knows. This man… his stunningly handsome businessman right beside her… with his arm around her and was now kissing her hair… is the same guy who mysteriously appeared on her photo weeks ago and now… they're already this intimate. Never had she imagined it would come to this.
"How did you know I would be out this early?" Sakura looked bashfully at his strong jade eyes. His reply was a silent smirk, making the lady photographer raise her eyebrow.
Flashback
As soon as Sakura's door closed, he smiled. Unconsciously his thumb grazed over his lips as if not believing everything was. A passing maid made woke him from his trance. He tore his gaze from the lady photographer's closed door as he gently bit his lip… that smile never left his face until he was lying on his king sized bed.
Aside from being an insomniac, there was one valid reason why he was still up – it includes a certain pink haired lady with mesmerizing emerald eyes. Whether his eyes were closed or not, he just kept seeing her. Unaware of the hours that passed as he started to lie awake in thought of the lady photographer, Gaara decided to leave the room to get some fresh air.
His thin eyebrow rose in curiosity as he saw that Sakura' lights were turned on already and that someone inside the room was moving about. Looking at a nearby window, he finally realized the reason for Sakura's hurry.
End of Flashback
"You're up this early to take pictures of the sunrise am I right?" Gaara asked as they passed by the lobby with their fingers intertwined. "Is it that obvious?" Sakura asked playfully as she left her companion lead the way. "Where are we going anyway?" she was too amused with Gaara's enthusiasm to realize that he was leading her to some unfamiliar place.
Sakura's face lit up as she saw a blanket laid on the sand with a picnic basket on the side. "You planned this?" her smile was so beautiful he had to kiss her right then and there. The warmth of his lips was enough for her to ignore coldness on the early morning air. As they drew apart, Sakura was blushing from head to toe as she shyly muttered "Moh,"
The sun was slowly peeking from the vast blanket of dark water. Its rays gradually turning the dark ocean into a sparkling carpet as the stars above started to disappear one by one. Anyone would be awed by its beauty except for one.
His eyes remained fastened on the pink haired photographer as she was seriously taking her shots of the breathtaking scene. No matter how spectacular the sun rise was… it became a blur… for him… nothing else was worth seeing than this. Since when did I become so attached to her like this?
"Nice sunrise, is it not?" a blond lady approached a raven haired guy that was glaring at the couple in a distance. "Yeah," Sasuke sarcastically spat as he looked away and glared at Ino. "She's your employee right?" her long slender finger point at the pink haired photographer that was now taking pictures of her unaware companion. "He's your ex right?" he rebutted as he cocked his head at the red head that was turning away from Sakura's camera after he realized that she was taking his photo.
"I do prefer hard-to-get guys…" the blond lady smiled maliciously as her ocean blue eyes reflected the couple. "She's your friend is right?" never taking his onyx eyes away from the romantic scene. "That makes it more interesting…" Ino winked at him as he smirked back.
After the photo shoot, Sakura and Gaara decided to head back to the hotel room to rest a bit with a promise to meet afterwards.
What are we supposed to be? Her long pink hair splayed on the bed while her hand rested on her forehead while her thoughts lazily trailed. Slowly her eyelids began to close, but a knock on her door brushed off the traces of sleep in her eyes. Assuming that the person on the door was 'the' someone she expected, she jumped out of bed and looked at the mirror to brush her hair and fix her clothes.
Composing herself, she immediately opened the door. "You're early," her smile faded as son as she saw who was on the other side of the door.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait guys… read and review please.