CHAPTER SEVEN
Gaara was currently seated in one of the private booths in an exclusive area of the newly opened club, the club was packed with the bourgeois and affluent of Suna, the loud thumping music that almost split his head into two, spoilt rich adults making out in every corner and doing expensive drugs already had him regretting his decision to come to the event, he didn't do scenes like this often, taking another sip of the alchohol in his glass, he half listened to the person in front of him babbling away, his gaze fleeting to the entrance of the club at frequent intervals, he had been getting distracted lately by what he'd call his latest obsession and probably the only reason he came to this party as much as he'd hate to admit it, but Gaara was an honest person, even to himself and he had to admit that he was somewhat enamored by this pink haired girl that had successfully invaded his thoughts from all corners , he couldn't stop thinking about her, so when Temari mentioned that she'd be coming with Sakura, he knew he'd be here, he had to find out what it was about her that was making him like this. The person in front of him seemed to notice he wasn't as invested in the conversation because they stopped talking. Finally
"Gaara-san?"
His eyes finally fleeted back from the entrance to look blankly at her face which was flushed probably from having a little too much to drink, she seemed content with his eyes back on her as she just continued on what she was saying.
"I was saying …we should go somewhere more private don't you think" she whispered, pressing her boobs against the table giving him a good view of her cleavage in the low cut dress to emphasize her point. His eyes shifted from her cleavage to her face, his expression as if in consideration before shifting back to disinterest.
Gaara sighed, he wasn't drunk enough for this, he thought about just letting her down bluntly, she had been a little clingy as of late and seemed to think that whatever they had, was something more than physical, she had been decent for him then but now he was bored with her. Frankly she threw herself at him and he simply indulged because why not.
He'd admit he made a huge mistake sleeping with someone he worked it but really there was only so much a warm blooded male could resist. He'd put half the blame in making that decision on his severe boredom, sitting in a desk all day signing and reading though huge piles of papers isn't exactly what you'd call a fulfilling life. It didn't seem in his best interest to tell her all of that though, her bursting out of the club crying would certainly not look good for him and he wanted to avoid being gossip material in Suna by all means, but he had to let her know their little trysts would have to come to an end, she was getting too attached and it wasn't good for their professional relationship.
"Matsuri"… he started- before being interrupted by a male voice he recognized immediately.
"Yo Gaara…" the voice called out "ne Matsuri , mind if I borrow the Kazekage for a minute"
Matsuri glared in response at being interrupted by Keita, but excused them regardless with a childish huff.
"I'll never understand what you see in her" Keita said as he sat in the seat left by Matsuri not expecting any response.
"There is nothing between us" Gaara responded blithely
"Maybe you should tell her that then" Keita murmured to himself .But the twitch in Gaara's eyebrows told him Gaara heard him, Keita only smirked in return.
"You rarely come to these, is there something special happening today" said Keita as he grabbed Gaara's bottle and poured himself a drink ignoring the glare Gaara was giving him.
"Maybe"
"Nothing to do with pink hair I hope" Keita muttered nonchalantly
Gaara narrowed his eyes dangerously at Keita, damn him for being so perceptive, also what did he mean by that, did he have something for Sakura, before he could question Keita about that-
"Yo" another voice blared , Gaara let out a groan at the annoying voice of his brother, Kankuro and Keita together was not a good combination, his hopes of just sitting and observing had obviously shattered, maybe he should just leave, but as soon as the thought got into his head he suddenly heard Kankuro whistle from where he was standing
"Whew, would you look at that"
Gaara's eyes followed Kankuro's line of vision and the sight before him almost had him choke on his drink. Gaara's eyes widened, her bubblegum pink hair was in a high ponytail some were let down in waves that framed her face perfectly, the little satin red dress she wore…, outlined her perfect curves, and then when she turned to whisper something to Temari, if it was possible his eyes widened further, wtf is that dress he thought to himself, her back was bare except for the criss-cross strings ,she was flawless.
Gaara looked around and realized he wasn't the only one that noticed her, he felt that almost violent rage again to crush the eyes of these men looking at her so hungrily, he noticed Keita was also looking in that direction too and his jaw tightened; he took another swig of his drink to calm down.
Meanwhile Keita was busy salivating at the sight of his blonde bombshell that just stepped into the club, he couldn't wait till they would be alone later.
"People are staring so much Temari" Sakura whispered, she was beginning to get nervous, she didn't know how to walk anymore.
Temari guffowed loudly over the music "that's because we're hot"… "c'mon let's get you loosened up" Temari dragged her towards the bar section
"Hey bartender get us the Suna special" …
"You got it, coming right up!" the cute bartender replied
"What is the Suna special?" Sakura asked warily
"You'll see" Temari replied, a sly smile playing on her lip
"Here you go" the bartender cheerfully served their orders
Sakura looked cautiously at the cup- "okay take ha-" gulping the whole thing down, she was here to have fun and have fun she shall. She looked up at Temari watching her with worried eyes, "what?"
"You were supposed to take half"…
"Oh" she shrugged, "I hold my liquor well"
"Yeah but don't drink too much after this ….that shit is pretty strong" Temari warned before ordering something for herself.
The drink really did it's job because before she knew it she was the one dragging Temari to the dance-floor,
After dancing with Temari and a couple of hot guys who asked her to dance, she had three more drinks completely ignoring Temari's warning, she wasn't a lightweight so she wasn't bothered, she kinda lost sight of Temari during the middle of everything.
She with currently dancing with a cute guy that bought a drink for her, he was really sweet when they talked at the bar so she let him touch her when they danced and even grinded on him only shaking her head and stopping his hands when they went too south ,soon enough the dizziness came and she was fairly certain she needed a break, so she tried to look for Temari but couldn't find her through the crowd on the dance-floor and her eyes getting blurry, she said a sloppy goodbye to her cute dance-partner and quietly attempted to slip off the dance-floor but that proved to be unsuccessful as well cause she was instantly gripped and pulled back roughly. 'What the'…
"Hey I didn't get a dance yet" a huge unpleasant looking man sneered lecherously at her.
"Let go of my arm right NOW" Sakura said in between controlled breaths she tried to get out of the man's hold only to feel it tighten around her.
"What's the rush babe, I just want a dance" the man leaned in close to take a whiff of her "you're so fucking hot and cute" he whispered. Sakura shivered in disgust, the fucking audacity of this gross man, she was so going to punch a hole in his head if he didn't let her go now, if she could just find her footing first, shit…okay maybe she overdid the drinking a little bit, she already tried boosting her metabolism but it didn't seem to be working as fast as it usually did, it had to be the fault of whatever that first drink was, well a normal punch will do although her eyes were blurry and she wasn't sure of her aim, she prepared herself-
"Get Lost" she heard a familiar voice behind her interrupt, the man took one look and let go immediately, scurrying off in fright.
"I had that under control…but thanks" Sakura slurred as she turned to face Gaara
"I'm sure you did"
She didn't know if he was being sarcastic but before she could retort the DJ suddenly switched to an upbeat song that made the crowd go crazy and start jumping everywhere. Sakura giggled at the whole debacle, suddenly everything was funny to her.
Gaara took one look at Sakura and knew then he had to get her home, she was swaying with every push and shove leaving her here would be making her prey for all these men looking at her hungrily probably waiting for her to get drunk all long. He cringed in contempt before grabbing her hand.
Gaara tried his best to push and make way for them to pass but even this was too much for him without the use of violence, Gaara held on to her tightly as they finally got pushed to a darker corner of the club ,it was a less crowded and dim area it was hard to see but people were still there jumping and dancing wildly to the upbeat song ,Gaara heaved deeply to contain his annoyance he was about to go crazy but the next thing he knew he was pulled back roughly by a laughing Sakura ,she pulled him with such force that even she lost her balance and almost fell till he caught her by the waist and pulled her towards him with such force that left them both breathless, she was now pressed up against him and he could feel...everything, after regaining his bearings he peered down to stare her down, maybe give her a piece of his mind ,but when his eyes met hers ,the way she was clung to him as she looked up at him with her perfect doe eyes, every negative energy left his body at once ,she was so cute and obviously very drunk ,he didn't miss the haziness in her eyes ,he had to get her home ,where was Temari anyways, this was supposed to be her job, he was about to pull away when Sakura pulled him in again 'if she kept doing that , he'd start having thoughts that he didn't want right now , especially not while she's drunk' ,as if that wasn't enough she started swinging her hips from side to side to the best of the song much to the disbelief of Gaara.
She giggled "C'mon let's dance, I love this song!" she screamed over the music.
Dance? Dance?! ,Gaara face twisted in disbelief, he had never danced in his life and never even thought about trying it, did this woman know the illegal statement she just made ,half of him wanted to wait and see more of this drunk Sakura though, anytime he saw her she was always so put together and responsible and from what he'd heard from Naruto , Sakura was very skilled in holding her liquor so this was quite the surprise, the sensible and gentleman part of him wanted to just take her home and hold her hair while she threw up ,tuck her in too maybe if that wasn't too much ,wait what?
"I say we wait and see more of what drunk Sakura Haruno has in-store for us" Shukaku supplied
Gaara simply rolled his eyes although he did consider it. His thought process was suddenly in overdrive when Sakura suddenly looped her arms around his neck and pressed herself closer as the DJ switched to a more rhythmic type of song ,his arms were still wrapped around her waist and she was still swaying her hips in synchrony to the music all he could think of was that if he drifted his hand any lower he could probably get an armful of her... and also the fact that her back was bare albeit the criss-cross lace and he could feel her soft skin, he had to stop this now ...but he found himself unable to disconnect himself from the feel of her supple flesh against him.
"You're not dancing Gaara" she drawled pouting as she did , the action caused his gaze to shift to her lips, he tore his eyes from her lips to her eyes , he could swear he something akin to desire …okay that was it, the girl was a temptress.
"Sakura you're drunk ,I have to get you home" he said as he untangled her hands from where it was looped around his neck
"Ohh" she responded with a look of confusion, eyes dazed and unfocused and face flushed, she was so beautiful that all he wanted to do was pull her back and kiss her senseless, yeah they need to leave immediately before he did something stupid, grabbing her hands he led them outside the club before using his teleportation jutsu to transport them home keeping it at the back of his mind that Temari was going to get an earful from him later, how could she leave her like that.
Sakura awoke with a groan her eyes fluttering open to the dimly lit room , she had to thank whoever shut the drapes for her, she stretched languidly on the bed her head pounding as she did so ,yesterday must have really been something , she couldn't remember much but bits and pieces and trying just made her head hurt more , she looked under the duvet to find that she was still in her gown from last night ughh grosss , she had to take a bath, without thinking twice, she massaged her hurting head with chakra and as she felt better she gingerly got out from the bed, slipping off her dress as she headed to the bathroom.
The cold water washing down her body and her scalp really woke her up, water was really life huh, she was currently shampooing her hair and as she massaged the shampoo into her hair she began to organize the timeline of yesterdays event, okay so she had that awful drink that she'll never try again, danced a bit, drank some more, cute guy? it got hazy from there, a huge dude asked her to dance…no harassed her to dance and then….. Gaara? wait Gaara got her home?
" Gaara!" she whispered horrified at herself, oh Shit! she had really done it this time, it all came back to her now ,she had basically assaulted him to dance, and she vividly remembered her arm looped around his neck and how she had wanted him to kiss her in that moment , what was wrong with her , how was she ever going to face him now, she wanted to scream but she didn't want anyone to hear her plus Gaara's room was right beside hers, he could be around so all she could do was cover her face in embarrassment and curse at herself as the chill water kept pouring over her. She was never leaving her room again.
She was hungry and needed to leave her room, even though the thought of seeing Gaara embarrassed her she knew she had to thank him regardless for helping her and getting her home safely, she had already decided she was going to feign ignorance about the whole other thing, with that thought she opened her door and stepped out ,her hair was still damp so she let It fall so it could dry. She had on white knee length shorts and a green tank top. mmm what was that delicious smell…was someone cooking? She walked down the stairs quietly and was surprised to see Kankuro in an apron, he had his back to her and didn't seem to notice her so Sakura just stood by the kitchen doorway and watched, he seemed to know what he's doing, Sakura could only wish, her cooking always ended in disaster, maybe she'll get him to teach her.
"Hey" she finally let her presence known
Kankuro jumped at the sudden greeting, turning to see her "Kami Sakura …you almost gave me a heart- attack there"
Sakura laughed at him "good thing I'm a doc then" she walked inside closer to him "Didn't know you could cook"
"I'm a man of many talents" he winked then turned to continue stirring what looked like a pot of soup ,it smelt really good and to be honest she was really hungry and still felt like shit from the hangover and thoughts of how she embarrassed herself.
"So what are you making?" she peered over his shoulder and licked her lips 'can he be faster with that'; she thought
"My famous hangover miso soup" he uttered with pride "and… it's done", Sakura's smile couldn't be any wider.
"Finally"
"That was so good Kankuro, where did you learn to cook like that" Sakura wiped her mouth and reached for her glass of water.
Kankuro chuckled "well someone in this house has to learn, Temari can't cook for shit and Gaara couldn't be bothered to cook even though he probably can, the housekeeper doesn't come on weekends so that leaves me, I enjoy it though so it's okay"
"Wow" truthfully Sakura didn't even know there was a housekeeper; no wonder the house was always neat.
"Where is Temari" she had totally forgotten about Temari.
"How would I know" he shrugged
"You're not worried?" …"it's just we went together and I didn't see her after a while"
Kankuro replied with indifference "She's a big girl, she can take care of herself".
"Okay…I just hope she's okay"
"The bigger question is how did you get home, I know you definitely got wasted last night" his eyes were fixed on hers waiting for her answer.
"I'm a big girl I can take care of myself" Sakura shrugged
"Touché" he smiled
Sakura stood up and began to pack up the plates "I'll wash up, go rest"
"uhhh no, you're not escaping with that…"
"Go away Kankuro" she whined
"Come-on just tell me"
"No"
They had finished washing the dishes and Kankuro won't stop pressing her for answers so she finally gave up
"Fine it was Gaara, now leave me alone"
Kankuro's face lit up like a Christmas tree at that, he couldn't wait to tease Gaara, his second favorite hobby.
'Oh kami he was going to make it a big deal now' Sakura thought to herself
"What did Gaara do?"
They both turned in shock to see Gaara standing by the doorway.
Just great. The Haruno luck strikes again.
A/N: The Haruno luck never misses.
