"He can have my body. But he can never have my mind." Sakura/Gaara
The song in this chapter is just to perfect. It fits Gaara so wonderfully.
"Sometimes I fall asleep and then I lose control.
I try to find my way out without letting go,
and will I lose my mind if it comes back this time?
If I don't turn out perfect will you still be a friend of mine?"
-Thousand Foot Krutch
Sakura was having a very good dream. She was in a field, and there were flowers. Flowers of every color she could ever imagine. Her mind was flushed with vibrant memories and happy times. Sakura twisted her head around just in time to see her friend's laugh casually at a joke one of them had made. Life was perfect. Simply perfect. And she was happy. But something turned cold. The dazzling blue streaks of light changed. Her friends weren't with her. She was alone. Again her friends had left her. Even inherdreams Sakura could not be joined with her friends. The sick twisted feeling of abandonment started sinking in making Sakura feel sick.
'No, please. Not again. For once I wish to dream of something else.'
The scene changed. Sakura wasn't in a field anymore. She was in the middle of a wide street while rain mercilessly down poured on the stranded girl. Lost and confused Sakura made her way over to a small alleyway. Squatting down in the corner Sakura tried to shield herself from the cruelty of the winter rain. And like a bad movie Sakura knew what was coming next…
'Please. No.'
But before her mind could play back her unpleasant memory something shook her awake.
Big jade eyes opened to find a complete and total stranger invading her bed, not only her bed but her personal space as well. His rough hand had captured her right cheek while his knee was at an uncomfortable position in between her legs. Sakura immediately flushed with embarrassment.
'What the hell!'
And so, Sakura did the only thing that her mind could register at the moment.
"AGHHHHHH GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!"
With that said Sakura kneed Gaara in between his legs and pushed him off of her. Gaara yelped back in surprise and slumped painfully against her bed. Without knowing what to do Sakura saw the door open and made a run for it.
"Huh? What was that? Hey! Where did Gaara-chan go?" Ten-ten looked behind her only to be greeted with silence. Out of nowhere she saw a flash of pink and white run passed her knocking her down.
"Whoa! Who let her out?"
Ten-ten was about to go chase after the now disappearing pink fluff when she heard a groan coming fromSakura's room. Ten-ten hastily made her way over towhere thegroan was comming fromonly to see a very sad and pained image of Gaara hovering over a bed clutching a now strangled pillow to his chest.
"Oh my god! Gaara-chan! What happened?"
Gaara looked up from his view of Sakura's bed to give Ten-ten an annoyed and pissed of glare.
"Oh, ugh... Do you want some ice for that? Umm. Injury?"
Gaara looked at her as if she was crazy.
'Damn it. Just leave me alone. Go annoy the hell out of someone else.'
"Hehe. I'll go get that ice. Be right back Boss."
Gaara rolled his eyes at her mannerisms. Did she seriously think he was going to walk around all day with a bag of ice over his pants? How stupid was she? Groaning in pain Gaara willed his body to pick himself up off the floor. Using the bed as a support bar Gaara wobbled his way over to lean against the room's door. Letting out a sigh Gaara fluttered his eyes closed and tried to will his mind that he in fact did not just get kicked in the balls. And that even if he did just get kicked in the balls, a skinny pink haired girl defiantly did not do it. If anything, he was kicked in the balls by some 40-year-old guy who was 320 pounds. After which, Gaara beat the crap out of him. Yes. That made perfect sense.
Why the hell had he even been on top of her like that anyway? He didn't even know her. Above everything she was just some low class patient. She wasn't even worth any attention at all. Not from anyone, let alone Gaara. Had he gone mad? Well, figuratively speaking.
Gaara looked up now to see the returning figure of Ten-ten with a bucket of ice. Gaara sweat dropped.
'A bucket? I have to get out of here.'
With more effort than needed Gaara made a wobbly retreat down the hall far away from Ten-ten.
"I hope he doesn't mind, we ran out of plastic bags," Ten-ten said to herself as she made her way back to Sakura's room.
"Hey! Where did he go?"
'Who the hell was that! Why was he in my room? Why was he on top of me? Oh my god I must have looked like an idiot.'
Sakura knew the hospital like the back of her hand. So when she actually got lost she got extremely confused.
'Must be the meds.'
Normally Sakura just threw them up after Ten-ten or Hinata forced her to swallow. But today her meds were given to herby the devil himself. Kabuto. And she had no time to go to the bathroom to throw up.
'I could just try to throw them up now,' Sakura thought.
"But wait, no that wouldn't work. The pills probably already digested and taken affect in my body. It would be no use."
Sakura sighed and slumped her tired body against a green chipped wall over looking a molded green house. This was no use. She was lost.
'Great. Just great.'
'I hope she isn't following me.'
Gaara looked around to confirm Ten-ten wasn't tailing after him.
'Thank god.'
Gaara made his way over to what looked like a green house. Or, what used to be a green house. What was left of it now were just ruins, a sorry excuse for a green house. Gaara slowly entered and immediately wished he hadn't. The building smelt nauseating. Gaara tried to cover his mouth and nose with his hands but the horrid smell still came through. He tried to back step his way out of the green house when his shoe caught something sticky gluing him to the floor. Gaara let out an irritated yell and knocked the plastic window clear off its frame in frustration.
'I hate it here.'
Sakura opened her eyes as a sudden shout reached her ears. She peered over the railing of the wall she was leaning against to look down upon the molded green house. The sight she saw made her giggle. Sakura saw a very worn out and very angry handsome cherry-headed man stomping his foot impatiently against the ground.
'Ahaha. Cherry-headed. That's a cute nickname.'
Sakura thought to herself for a moment and remembered all the times her friends called her "Strawberry."
Suddenly a feeling of complete longing for her friends dawned on her. Tears slowly filled her eyes as she shrunk back into her corner trying hard not to cry. But before a single tear could fall she saw the strange man bang one of the windows sending it flying out of the green house.
'Serves him right for being such a pervert.'
It was too much though. The poor guy. It was hilarious. Sakura couldn't help herself. She started laughing holding in her sides as she leaned against the railing for support.
Gaara looked up from his position on the floor to hear the sound of something sweet. He saw a vision of white and pink against the railing of a balcony. And it seemed as if she was in serious pain. It was the only explanation Gaara could come up with. There was no other reason for a young girl to be leaning over a balcony clutching her sides. Then he saw her fall to the floor. And Gaara put two and two together. She wasn't in any pain at all! She was laughing. She was laughing at him!
Furious Gaara got up from the floor and tried to make a motion with his hands to make her stop laughing. But nothing worked. She was practically crying from lack of breath and her laughter was growing louder by the minute. Annoyed to the end of his rope Gaara picked up one of the plotted plants laying around carelessly on the floor and threw it with perfect aim above her head. Crashing loudly above her he saw furious green eyes glare down on him. That was the last thing he saw before she picked up a book laying on the ground next to her and threw it down at him.
(Author Note- sorrry if i made Gaara kinda OC in this chapter. i couldn't help it. it was funny. besides, it's hard to picture the real Gaara getting kicked in the balls without him acting OC. also sorry for the long update. ALSO ASLO, thank you for telling me about my spelling mistakes. i'll be sure to go back and fix them)
