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3. Only when Sober
"The boys still going at it?" Temari asked, shaking her head.
Sakura, who had her ear pressed to the boy's room's wooden door, sighed. She stood up and brushed her pink hair out of her eyes. They had arrived in the sand palace, and the boys…had barricaded themselves in the room with 10 bottles of sake each. Crazy as it was, the girls had stayed outside, waiting for them.
"Hahahah! I still know the best pick up line!" Kankurou's drunken voice giggled in a silly sort of way. "Come sit on my lap and let's talk about the first thing that pops out!"
The boys roared with laughter, causing all the girls outside to roll their eyes.
"Those male chauvinists!" Ino growled under her breath. 'I'LL TEACH THEM A LESSON THEY'LL NEVER FORGET WHEN THEY GET OUT! THOSE DIRTY MINDED OLD MEN!"
All the girls nodded their heads sadly. Suddenly Temari stood up.
"If they want to hang out in anti-women groups lets go hang out by ourselves!" She roared, punching her fist into the air.
"Yeah! Tell it like it is!" All the girls shouted back. "Where should we go?"
The question echoed in the air. Suddenly, they all screamed.
"Let's go shooopppiiinnng!"
Hinata was the only one who kept silent, but she managed a small smile.
Smiling, caught up in the sudden excitement, Temari opened the drawer and took out Gaara's credit card. She grinned slyly.
"He told me to use it in emergencies…didn't he?" She said in a taunting voice.
The girls grew wide eyed as they smiled.
"Let's go girls." Temari marched out of the door, beckoning to the others, who smirking, followed.
"Yeah!"
They were sitting down at a café 5 hours later, drinking ice cold lemon tea and relaxing their tired feet. Too bad for the boys. They knew how depressed women liked taking their mind of…well, being depressed. They should never lock women out. That was their lesson for today. They had at least bought a truckload of expensive designer labels each, all notoriously expensive. Gaara would blow his mind.
"So Temari-Chan, do you like Shikamaru?" Ino asked, lifting down her new Suna shades.
Temari turned a deep shade of red and hid her face behind a red shopping bag, as though trying to hide.
"So you do!" The girls screamed. Hinata, even though naturally shy, gasped. "He does too!"
Temari looked surprised at this.
"He does?" She whispered, smiling to herself. "That's the best news I've heard in ages."
She then turned to Hinata.
"So…what about you and Naruto?"
Hinata turned even redder than she was from the heat and made a sighing noise in her throat. She looked as if she was going to choke from the piece of ice that she had just swallowed.
"You seem to like him a lot you know." Ino smiled at the nervous Hinata.
Hinata's world spun. Should she tell them?
"I do. I like Naruto-kun." She whispered, fidgeting again.
Temari seem to lay back a bit.
"There's the Suna ball soon you know. That was the real excuse for shopping."
Temari smirked at the girl's surprised faces.
"Now you can wear all those cute dresses we bought together…at Gaara's expense." She laughed, and the girls managed to relax a little. "You Sakura have seemed to catch my brother's eye."
Everyone saw Sakura visibly tense up. She kept her face calm as her now shaking hands struggled to put the cold glass on the metal table. Her eyes showed no emotion behind the dark glasses she had just bought. But, her lips were curled into a pleasant smile.
"He's much gentler now isn't he?" She asked, her voice as smooth as silk.
Temari shut one of her eyes. "Now that, I am sure of."
It was dark when the girls decided to go home, bringing back a fast dinner for the boys. They placed the bags in the rooms and retired to their rooms. Temari and Sakura kept awake, as Ino and Hinata plonked out like dead lights. Hinata seemed to be exhausted.
"I wonder if it's her first time out shopping with her friends. She never seemed to have any friends. She's perfect for that loud mouthed ninja." Temari thought. "Even he can be nice at times."
Sakura padded with Temari out onto the carpeted hallway, slipping down the stairs and back to the drawer where they got the credit card. The boys were asleep now, and tomorrow they would be hung over. Temari carefully opened the drawer, but it made a loud rattling noise as it trundled open. Suddenly, asliver of sand grabbed hold of her hand which she held the card.
"So did I give you permission to use my card?" Gaara was staring at her with cold eyes. The blood of Shukaku was always excited at night.
He looked out for the kill until he saw the face of the person who stood terrified, behind Temari. Sakura. His eyes softened and his anger melted away.
"Whew! I thought you were about to blow then." Temari sounded relieved when she saw Gaara's face go calm.
What a strange feeling, Gaara thought, so calm this feeling is. Just all because I saw her.
Temari placed the card in the drawer.
"Just entertaining out guests." She smirked as Gaara stared at Sakura.
"Good night girls." Gaara turned on his heel and disappeared into the dark night.
Temari looked around. Sakura seemed to be staring after him. Suddenly, she ran up the stairs and disappeared too. It was only Temari now, and it was scary. All of the sudden, two warm arms shot out and hugged Temari's neck.
"I love you." The voice was Shikamaru's. But there was something wrong. His voice was high pitched. She realized he was still drunk. Temari looked up at him.
She could take him now. Or later. But what if what they said wasn't true and he wasn't in love with her? But playing him along when he was drunk...there was something wrong with that.
"Sorry Shikamaru...you better go to sleep. I only want to hear that from you when you're sober. Only then…" Temari wrapped her arms around his neck for a while she whispered into his earand then pushed him away from her. Tears started to flow freely down her face. "Please."
She turned around and walked away sniffing. Please. Don't make me cry. Why you? Why today? I only want to hear that when your awake, and you mean it. It matters to me, and I hope…I hope…it matters...to you…too.