Summary: Naruto and his friends are in the Sunasato (Translation: sand village) on a mission… Okay, so they're on vacation. They've probably been to the excellent bar ten times, each time they have asked Gaara to come with. And he has. After many weeks at the bar with Gaara, Kiba, Shino and Shikamaru, Naruto finally asks the Kazekage who the strange woman in black is who follows them around. He is surprised by Gaara's explanation, and even more shocked. Who knew Gaara had it in him to actually love?
Main characters: Gaara, Naruto, Aimez
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I only own Aimez. The weird people in white flashed that thingy in my face and I forgot all about my Japanese heritage. I hate the people in white!
Tales from the Drinks
Martini
"Hey, I'm surprised you came this time, Gaara!"
"I've only come every time since you've gotten here, if you haven't noticed."
A vein on Naruto's forehead throbbed, but he let it pass. Shikamaru mumbled a "how troublesome" under his breath and took a sip of his whiskey. Naruto let this pass, too.
Shino released a bug that hummed and buzzed in Naruto's ear. He nearly slapped it down, but let it pass, as he did quite a lot, lately. Kiba drummed his fingers against the counter and mumbled, "That girl is looking at you again, Gaara."
Gaara shifted his dark eyes first up, then down, and finally to the far side. The woman was about his age, and was glaring at him, pointing at her watch and mouthing, "Ten thirty! Home! Now!"
He sighed and bent over the counter. Couldn't that woman leave him alone with his… Friends? He had promised her a calm night at home, but Naruto invited him to drink at the last minute. Aimez will be furious once she was able to mouth him off…
"Gaara? Hello?"
Naruto snapped his fingers. "You look dazed."
Gaara just shot the girl a look, and then went back to swirling his martini around and around.
Naruto followed his gaze and whistled. "Who's that, Gaara?"
"He name's Aimez… And I don't want to talk about it."
But Naruto was too curious. Had Gaara not known him well enough, he wouldn't have stopped Naruto before he ordered him the most alcoholic drink on the menu. "Alright, alright. I'll tell, just don't waste your time."
Everyone scooted closer to Gaara. If they were drunk or not, everyone liked a good story… Except Shikamaru, who just went on drinking shots of whiskey.
"Anyway, her name is Aimez Minuit, and she's my fiancé…"
"WHAT!"
"Yeah… Listen, do you want to hear how we met or not?"
"Yeah. Sorry." Kiba muttered.
"So anyway I was out on one of my rounds through the Sunasato, and I saw this bird. It was big and black and had this roll of bread in its beak, twice the size of any bird I've ever seen. I thought it was scaring my people, y'know, so I walked over to shoo it off, but it didn't fly away. It just sort of looked at me and dropped its bread and screeched, 'Aimez! Aimez!' and it picked it back up and started hopping away. So I followed it and it led me to her…"
Gaara stared into his martini and could nearly see how Aimez looked on that day…