Lithium
Chapter 14
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". . .He. . .was. . .like. . .the. . .weight. . .of. . .the. . .world. . ." The sound of pencil hitting paper filled through the practically empty room save for a couple guitars and a black grand piano off to the corner. Tsuyahra sighed, her eyes burning from trying to write a song for the past three hours. Crumpled up pieces of paper littered the floor around her. Rubbing her eyes for a moment, she leaned back in the chair she was sitting in and relaxed her shoulders as much as she could. . . Which wasn't really doing all that much. The pain in her shoulders were irritating her and throbbing every other second.
Her long hair slowly wiggled it's way from underneath her neck to falling over the chair and almost touching the ground. Her tri-colored eyes glanced up at the ceiling as if it would suddenly give her inspiration to write. She needed three songs to write by Thursday, for her manager and her newly acquired band and for her sister Kayla. . . Who still needed to be 'talked' to about the little incident that happened only a couple of weeks ago.
Tsuyahra smiled lightly, seeing her sister in a wedding dress. Even if it was slightly disturbing to see the younger one go first, it was still something to see and it would be a happy day. Tsuyahra could only wish she'd get married one day and settled down, but usually when that happens something or someone always interferes with what was going well for her.
She sighed again, letting the words of her new song move through her brain. Opening her mouth a little bit, she let her tongue slide acrossed her lips.
"Feels like the weight of the world freefall, freefall, all through life . . .
like God in heaven gave me a turn
don't cling to me, I swear I can't fix you
still in the dark, can you fix me?
The words moving from her mouth rolled over her tongue slowly, trying to figure out what to write next. She loved the song already, writing about Zhurma in a way. It was something to relive stress. She yawned softly, blinking her eyes as water started to brim her eyes, before she shook her head and sitting up, a burst of lyrics suddenly hitting her.
Grasping the pencil, she started to scribble down the words on the loose-leaf. It took about fifteen twenty minutes before she finally got it all down and she threw her arm into the air, as if she wa suddenly celebrating something. Standing up, she walked over to the piano and let her fingers absently trace over the keys.
Now, she just needed some type of beat. But with this song it needed to be semi-heavy. Grinning, her eyes looked at the clock. It wasn't all that late. Maybe about six thirty. They'd come here and help her figure out the music. She didn't need to worry about Gaara, grateful that he had gone to work and said he'd be out till late.
Grasping a phone she dialed numbers, telling her band members to meet her here with their things and such. She smiled lightly as she placed the phone down running to the living room and sitting down on the chair and started to watch TV until they arrived.
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It took about an hour to say the least before the four of them arrived and she smiled lightly, waving them all inside and leading them into the room where she had been writing her songs. Turning around she looked at her lead guitarist, who she had actually known since she was a child as well. Mitsura, Akeno
Akeno was one of her good friends, but she never really trusted him much to tell him everything like she had done with Kayla and Zhurma. He was about 6'2", very tall compared to Tsuyahra. He had bright orange hair hazel eyes that complemented his face. He had small freckles covering the bridge of his nose - but then again that came with being and red-head. He was built, he had the whole sha-bang, twelve pack broad shoulders, the body any female would drool over. Though the only catch to this male was him being extremely hyper-active. You give him anything to deal with sugar, he's bouncing off walls, slamming his forehead into metal objects, biting his hand from laughing, everything one can do to inflict pain on oneself.
The next one was a little bit taller than Akeno, standing at 6'4" Skinny as hell, and looked as if, if he were to hit something his bones would suddenly crack and his arm would detach itself from him or something. His brown hair, cut so that it was a little bit longer on the top with random blonde dye. He probably had abs, and if he did, Tsuyahra never seen them. This male, Koli (Last name unknown to her.) was top of his game when it came to Drummer. She had seen him beat the drums until they broke. And the last time that happened. . . It didn't end all to well with Tsuyahra.
The next one to enter into the room was Unichi, Saikoro the only other female in the band. She happened to be the bassist, and a damned good one, even though she's only playing four strings and isn't doing all that much. She was a little bit taller than Tsuyahra by not by much, maybe an inch or two. She had short brown hair that stopped at her shoulders and onyx eyes. She wore a little bit too much make-up but it wasn't too much to make her look like a whore. She was a good looking girl though, nice curves and everything. Surly to stand out behind Tsuyahra as she sang.
The second guitarist walked in slowly, he was more to himself, the whole goth-look going for him. He stood at 5'9", broad shoulders, toned abs and chest. There really wasn't much to talk about from him, though he did resemble Kiba from Shikamaru's group.
Tsuyahra clapped her hands lightly, leading them into a random spot in the room. She explain that she had just finished a song, and she needed a semi-hard-rock music feel to it. They nodded and went to do what usually came after knowing what to write up.
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Six thirty went to seven thirty which went to about nine thirty, and to say the least Tsuyahra was tired as hell. She yawned softly, finally everyone getting a good beat and Tsuyahra nodded. Grasping the paper in her hand, she let her eyes skim over the words first before nodding her head to the four of them.
The guitars and drummers went on to play a small little instrumental at the beginning, before Tsuyahra started to sing.
"Feels like the weight of the world freefall, freefall, all through life If you love me, then let go of me
like God in heaven gave me a turn
don't cling to me, I swear I can't fix you
still in the dark, can you fix me?
I wont be held down by who I used to be
she's nothing to me. . .
She paused for a moment before going on. . . "Feels like the weight of the world freefall, freefall, all through life. . ."
like all my screaming has gone unheard
and ohm I know you don't believe in me
safe in the dark, how can you see?
She paused once again, doing a little solo with testing her voice, adjusting it to a good pitch for the song, before putting more emotion into her words as she continued. . .
"If you love me, then let go of me
I wont be held down by who I used to be . . ."
Finally, the song came to an end, Tsuyahra smiled lightly before hearing the sound of clapping from the doorway. Spinning around she looked at her was clapping and waved lightly.
"Hey Gaara. Whatcha think?"
Gaara's move in a shrug, his jade eyes looked over her band members, nodding to them silently telling them to 'leave now, or get hurt.' All four of them nodded, biding their goodbyes to Tsuyahra, lightly bowing to Gaara and leaving the house, the two of them alone.
Tsuyahra walked over to the desk she had been sitting at earlier, and started to pick up the crumpled pieces of paper. "So, how was work?" It was odd, coming from her mouth, but eventually the two got used to it - it really did seem as if they were married. Standing up she threw the crumpled pieces of paper in the garbage and turned to look at Gaara, but nearly screamed seeing him so cold to her. He only smirked.
"Boring. Whoever invented meetings should die." That earned a small giggle from Tsuyahra, and Gaara lightly glared at her.
"I'm sure the person who did, is already dead. . . You hungry? I think theirs leftover food in the fridge. I wont eat it though."
"You make it seem as if it's poisonous."
"Oh yes, Gaara. Because I love you so much, it's poisonous, and it'll kill you for no reason whatsoever."
"Don't get Sarcastic with me." Gaara's arms crossed over his chest, sucking in air to buff his chest out a little bit.
"Or what?" She grinned lightly, eyes flashing with amusement. Gaara was going to respond but the sound of the phone ringing cut him off. He wasn't moving, so that made Tsuyahra sigh, call him a 'lazy fool' and answer the phone.
"Hello? . . .Yes. . . Okay, tomorrow? What time?" She stayed silent for a moment. "Alright. . . Alright. Yes, yes I'll make sure he's wearing a tux, calm down spaz." Tsuyahra sighed lightly, rubbing her forehead. "Kayla, calm down. Anyways I need to talk to you about something really important tomorrow. Alright? No. . . well not really. I'm pretty upset about what you did. So, expect me randomly snapping at you. Heads up. Anyways, Cya tomorrow." And with that she hung the phone up and sighed.
"Kayla?" Gaara walked over to where Tsuyahra was standing. She nodded.
"Yes, their moving the wedding to tomorrow, and they haven't even done the rehearsal yet."
"Like I said, Kankuro likes to rush things. . ."
"Oh, you have to wear a tux. And yeah, it's uhm . . .final?" She tried to sound big and commanding, but she ended up snorting before laughing lightly. "Jeeze, I need to know how to actually sound commanding. . ."
Gaara shook his head lightly, grasping her arm lightly and leading her to 'their' bedroom. Yes, their. She had adapted to sleeping in Gaara's bed since the little incident. She claimed his bed because it was comfortable and her bed just never actually got her to sleep. That and she wanted to be by Gaara for the whole night. She wasn't oblivious to the fact that every time she 'fell asleep' Gaara would wait until she turned around before putting his arm around her waist and practically snuggling up to her.
She though it was absolutely adorable coming from the Sabaku no Gaara. She smiled lightly, watching as he opened the door and she followed him in. She could say that her love for him has grown since the first time they met. Even if it was due to Kayla setting it up and getting Darious to practically break her jaw. I mean, that usually never works out right.
But this time it did.
Tsuyahra shook her head lightly, Kayla had said once, when she was younger she'd get her the best birthday gift ever - which would be a guy. At first, Tsuyahra thought Kayla was gonna get her a male stripper ( Cause a lot of them were hot anyways ) and come over to a 'party'. Young minds tend to go through the gutter first.
Collapsing on the bed, face first, she just stayed like that, knowing full well Gaara was watching her as if she was an idiot; and she slowly turned over onto her back, flushing at the sight of Gaara. Who. . . Had no shirt on. She was practically drooling, but managed to look away as he turned his head towards her. She coughed lightly, running her fingers through her hair.
Gaara smirked lightly, sitting down on the bed, adjusting the pillow so he could sit up. His eyes looked over to her. 'Ask her now, damn it!' his voice decided to pop into his mind. All day during the meetings, he had been debating on bringing her out to a movie and a dinner, to go on a date. Though he really had no clue what to do on a date, but he had the gist of it. He sighed softly, letting his eyes close for a moment so he could collect his thoughts and say it properly.
He felt the bed shift lightly under her weight as she laid down, facing him.
"Tsuyahra. . . Do you. . . Wanna go out for a movie, when the wedding and reception is over?" So he didn't ask for the dinner, seeing as how he was stupid enough to blurt out 'after the wedding'. Gaara mentally hit himself. Gaara was supposed to be cool, collected and not afraid of anything. . . But why did his heart race?
She smiled softly, getting asked out on a date, well it was a first to be asked face to face with a semi-blushing Gaara. She sat up and sat closer to him.
"Of course! Why not? Means neither of us can drink, eh?" Gaara's head nodded, his heart finally easing as she had said yes.
His body stiffened, when she placed her head on his chest, her ear resting above his heart, listening to his heart beat. His eyes glanced down to the younger female on him. He smiled lightly, relaxing as his arm moved around her waist and bringing her closer to him ( if it was possible ) and closed his eyes.
Only when she was around, in his arms. . .
He'd sleep.
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R i d 3 r: I'm getting sick, so don't expect all that much from me right now. I know this chapter didn't really do much, but it'll pick up again soon. Like going to trial. -nods- anyways, review please.
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