Disclaimer: I don't own... and will probably never own Naruto. If I did I wouldn't be writing this. I would be making Naruto episodes instead.
Warning: The usual apply. This is an AU fic, so yes there will be OOCness in it. Oh yes some more molestation, and some self abuse in this chapter. My pairings are not going to change for the most part. I will NOT Take out the Neji and Gaara pairing. I like it, and am having a lot of fun with it. So don't ask!
A/N: Yay! I love the reviews. I am finally getting more. That makes me so happy! (Sparkly eyes) Oh yes. I cannot forget to thank my incredible BETA reader. Her suggestions, and editing have been a big help! Oh yes on to the story
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Last time:
"Alright. We are done," Sasuke said, climbing off of her. Sakura truly was grateful for him right now. He was normally so cold from what Hinata said about him, but the way he was acting was completely different from what she had thought. "So, will you be going to school tomorrow?"
"Yeah. I'll be there. See you in Gai's class." Sasuke nodded. He was about to leave when,
"Sasuke."
He turned around. "Thanks again. I really do appreciate this"
"Hey, don't worry. If you ever need anything, I'm here. I told you that already. Alright?"
"Yeah." And with that, he was gone. Sakura had to get some sleep anyways. Tomorrow was going to be her first day with Jin gone. She hoped he would stay gone for a long time.
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Chapter 5: The flip-side of Revelations
Sakura woke up in the best of moods. 'Today, Jin will be gone for at least a month!' was the first thought that graced her brain this morning. She couldn't wait until after he left. She would be able to heal a little bit at least, and also be able to have friends over.
She really missed Hinata and was unable to see her much at all. It had only been two days that she lived here, but she hadn't seen her friend in three years. They had only exchanged conversations. Then there was Sasuke. She had actually taken a liking to this boy. As much as she hated to admit it, she had taken a strong liking to him. She had to fight her feelings. She didn't know why, but something told her it was for the best not to get involved with him.
She finally realized that she was in a daze just standing there in the middle of her room. Snapping out of it, she made her way to the shower. She wasn't going to be able to get her hair wet. This proved to be a challenge, as she normally would just lean on the wall with the water running over her. She somehow managed to fight the urge to do so, and quickly got out before it got the better of her.
Once back in her room, Sakura rummaged through her closet to find something to wear. She felt like being extra pretty today. She grabbed a pair of black shorts with many chains hanging from the waist. Then, she found her red fishnet top and put that on under a black tube top. Finally, she found a pair of black and red knee socks to complete her outfit. By the door sat a pair of black heels. 'Now onto the hair and make-up…'
Sakura couldn't have been more pleased with the way she turned out. For one reason or another, she was in a red mood. Her thick black eyeliner was accented with red on the outside. On her lips was blood red lipstick, complete with gloss. She mused on how her lips looked like they were really dripping blood. She had straightened her hair and pulled the right part over her eye. The bruise was still there, so she had to hide it.
BEEP... BEEP...
'Right on time; Hinata's here.'
"Alright, Jin I'm leaving. Have fun on your trip!" She could not hide the enthusiasm in her voice.
"Oh? And where do you think you are going?" Jin stood in front of the door, blocking Sakura's only escape route.
'Fuck.' She put on her best smile. She knew that she was going to have to sweet-talk her way out the door. "You know I have to go to school today, and Hinata just got here, so I'm leaving for the day."
"But your daddy is leaving for a long time. Don't you want to say good-bye?"
'Not particularly, but I don't think I have a choice in the matter, seeing as his ass is blocking my only way out.
"Goodbye, Jin. I will see you in a month or two." She went over to give him a hug. She fully expected him to grope her.
Jin bent down to give her a hug, but instead of doing that he unexpectedly grabbed her by the back of the legs, spun around and slammed her against the door. Taking full advantage of the fact that she was stunned, his lips instantly went to her neck. He was biting it so hard, Sakura was sure he was drawing blood. He used his tongue to smooth away any marks that were made.
"Jin. You have to stop. Hinata is waiting outside for me."
"Hn. Like I care. I want something before I leave."
"But she might suspect something. She knows I come out right when she honks normally."
"Fine." Jin began to set her down, but not before kissing her beautiful red lips. Not rough like her normally would, but it was almost tender, loving even. Sakura was sickened at this fact. She couldn't stand that thing touching her, but as much as the thought sickened her, she would have rather had a rough, forced kiss from him versus anything else.
She quickly grabbed her bag and keys, and out the door she went. Wiping her neck so no traces of him remained, Sakura really wished that she had some disinfectant right now.
'This is already going to be a shitty day. I can feel it.'
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Neji could not bring himself to get out of bed. He did have to go to school today, but that didn't mean that he couldn't delay it as long as possible. Honestly, he got no sleep last night. 'It's all Gaara's fault. He messed everything up. I would have been fine, well not fine, but all right eventually. Why did he have to kiss me? Why couldn't he just go on not talking to me? This just isn't fair.'
During the night, Neji kept replaying the day's events. He didn't know what he was going to do, but somehow he needed to numb the pain. Maybe he just needed to find somebody else. He didn't need to care about them like he cared about Gaara. He didn't think he could do that again. He just needed someone to take his mind away from things.
With this new resolution, he finally climbed out of bed to take his shower. Once out of the shower, Neji proceeded to his closet. 'Black; I feel like black today.' He reached in and pulled out a long-sleeve fishnet shirt along with a black T-shirt to put over it. He also found his favorite pair of black shorts. They were pretty worn down, but weren't completely trashed.
He pulled out his black eyeliner and made his way towards the mirror. Looking back at himself, He was satisfied. There was no doubt in his mind: today he could find somebody. Today he was going to forget all about Gaara. At least, that is what he hoped would happen. Before walking out the door, he threw his hair up into a high ponytail and grabbed his bag.
"Neji." He cursed his fate. For some ungodly reason, he was not able to leave the house without speaking to his uncle. "You aren't going to be late are you? Hinata left about twenty minutes ago."
"No." He let out with an exasperated sigh. "Hinata goes and picks up Sakura. That's why she leaves early. I don't pick up anyone. Now if you will excuse me, I'm going to be late if I don't hurry."
"Alright Neji. Have a good da--."
SLAM
Hiashi didn't get to finish he sentence; Neji was already out the door and on his bike. 'Oh, well.' He didn't know if he would ever get through to him.
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Gaara had awoken that morning tired and sore. He looked down at the remnants of last night's ordeal. Everything suddenly came back to him.
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Gaara sat there listening to the music. He had been sitting there for two hours now. His notebook had about four new pages written in it, but he still couldn't pull himself out of the state he was in. His depression was claiming him, pulling him back down into the darkness. His voices seemed to be returning as well. Although they were still very quiet, Gaara knew that they were back.
'Why'd he act like that? Can't he tell by now that I was scared? No, of course not. He didn't know about my past in Suna. No one knows about it here except Temari and Kankurou.'
He just kept replaying that scene in his head. He honestly didn't know what came over him. Gaara just couldn't take it anymore. He knew that it was a final act of desperation. He was never good with his feelings, and he was scared to tell Neji the truth. What if he didn't understand? What if he rejected him? Gaara almost let out a laugh at that last thought. Neji had rejected him, but not right away. Neji kissed him back, and if it weren't for Haku's interruption, it probably would have lasted longer.
Gaara was so confused. His head was hurting more. He felt 'them' getting louder in his head.
'No one cares about you.'
"Stop."
'You are nothing but a whore.'
"S-Stop it."
'No one will ever love you.'
"STOP IT!"
Gaara lost it; he couldn't take it anymore. Reaching over the side of his bed, he pulled out a shimmering blade. "One, two, three, four..." he counted, whimpering, and tearing at his flesh. The blood had already started to pool on his bed.
Slowly, the voices began to stop. By that time, Gaara's left arm looked like a bear had chewed on it. He pulled his arm up to look at the damage. However, his eyes would not focus. The blade slipped from his hand to fall on the floor, and at that moment sleep claimed him.
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'Well, it looks like I have to clean up. I can't have Temari or Kankurou find out that I did 'it' again.' Gaara had been doing a lot better, and in fact he hadn't hurt himself in over a year. He had used his writing to help him out of it, but last night made no difference. He needed it, wanted it even. That pain helped pull him away from his emotional distress.
Last nights events left him exhausted. Gaara was amazed that he had actually slept the majority of the night. It was actually six thirty. After the sheets were disposed of into the washer, Gaara had climbed into the shower. The warm water ran down his arm, washing away the dried blood that still remained. It stung. His whole arm felt as if it was on fire, the flames licking their way up his entire forearm. Gaara relished the pain, and he realized he still needed it at this moment. He sat there for a while, letting the water burn.
Stepping out, Gaara made his way to his room. He looked at his arm once again. 'Long-sleeves, definitely, I need to wear long sleeves.' He settled on a mismatched shirt. It was red, but one arm had been cut off and reattached with black straps and a fishnet sleeve. Gaara then reached for a pair of black pants, to which he proceeded to attach various chains to the buckles.
He then reapplied his eyeliner and smudged it to make the lines bigger. He really didn't deem it necessary to go to school, but he knew Temari would think differently. Well, Kankurou would too, but he didn't get up until after one, so it didn't really matter to him. So, he made his way down stairs, and was about to go out the door.
"Gaara," a female voice called him back to the kitchen.
"Yeah, sis? What did you want?"
"Come here. I just want to talk to my baby brother before he goes off to school. That isn't a crime now, is it?" Temari put on her best innocent look, but Gaara knew better.
"I don't know. I'll have to check the books and get back to you on that." He got up, intending to walk out the door.
Temari wanted answers and was not done yet. She grabbed his arm; conveniently it was the same arm he decided to tear up the night before. He couldn't help but yank it back. "What? What else do you want from me?"
"I'm sorry Gaara, I was just worried about you. You didn't come out of your room last night, not even to eat. You're my baby brother; I care about you. I just don't want to see anything happen to you. That's all." Gaara felt horrible. He couldn't believe he snapped at his sister. He really didn't mean to, but he didn't want to talk.
"Hey, Aneki." Temari looked up. She couldn't help but smile at the name. He hadn't called her that in ages. "I'm alright. Really, I am."
"Promise?"
"Yeah, I promise." It wasn't a complete lie, but it wasn't the truth either.
"Okay. Well, on that note, at least have something to eat before you go." Gaara sighed. He really wasn't that hungry, but the way Temari was, she would shove the food down his throat if he rejected.
"Alright. Just hand me a piece of toast; I'm going to be late." She smiled and threw the toast at her brother. Gaara was lucky his reflexes wanted to work with him today. He smiled and walked out the door. Maybe today wouldn't be so bad after all. Gaara could only hope.
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The whole group showed up at school at almost the same time. Sasuke was first; he was always first. Sasuke couldn't stand being at home longer then necessary. There he was in all his blackened glory: black silky button-up, black dickies, and black converse. His hair was rather spiky today in the back, not slicked down like it normally was.
Sakura and Hinata came up next. Hinata had her polar opposite days. Instead of looking like she could kick ass, she looked like the angel that everyone knew her as, wearing a white fishnet top with a light pink spaghetti strap underneath. She had a white pleated shirt, with white and pink knee socks and some black Mary Jane's. Both nodded their heads towards Sasuke to acknowledge him.
"Good morning!" Of course Naruto had to break all the silence that had claimed them. Sasuke was not too pleased, to say the least.
"Shut the hell up! Why do you have to be so fucking loud in the morning?" Sasuke was fuming. His brother had seriously pissed him off this morning, and had to take it out on someone. He couldn't take it out on Hinata, that girl was just too sweet for her own good, and he barely knew Sakura. So the logical thing to do was take it out on his best friend. Naruto was such an easy target anyways.
"What the hell did I do?" Naruto was easy to anger, and today was no exception. "What the fuck are you being such a bastard for anyways? I didn't do anything to you."
"You don't have to, you're just a fucking idiot! And that's enough for me!"
Naruto couldn't take it today. He really didn't know what had gotten into Sasuke, but Naruto was tired of it. "Sasuke, why don't you go to the bathroom, and remove the dick that got shoved up your ass this morning, and then come back to us."
Sasuke was speechless; Naruto had finally gotten the better of him. He had known that boy all his life. Naruto had never gotten the better of him. Sasuke stood there with his fists shaking, but decided to leave instead of punching his best friend. Sakura just stood there. She didn't even think that this was the same person she was with yesterday. Naruto's laughing brought her back to reality.
"Wow! I don't think I have ever pissed him off that bad." He doubled over in his fit of laughter.
"N-N-Naruto." This brought his attention up to his blue haired friend. "I d-d-don't think y-y-you sho--"
"You look fantastic, Hinata!" He walked over and picked her off the ground. Out of instinct she flung her arms around his neck, praying that he did not drop her. She was, after all wearing white. "Whoa! Hinata, you can loosen up a little bit. I won't drop you, I promise." Hinata blushed as she let go just a tiny bit.
"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry." She couldn't help but look down at the ground. Their faces were just so close together.
"But really, Hinata, you do look nice today." Naruto finally set her back on the ground. Hinata didn't know whether she was grateful that she was back on solid ground, or sad that she was no longer in Naruto's arms.
"Thanks." She began to occupy her time by finding an interesting twig to play with using her shoe.
Sakura watched all of this in amusement. She knew Hinata would never come forward to tell Naruto that she liked him, but she couldn't believe that Naruto was that dense. Gaara had come up in the middle of this whole ordeal. Sakura spoke a quiet hello, before getting Hinata's attention, to continue on in their conversation. Naruto ignored this.
"Hey! Panda-san! What's good?" Naruto once again returned to his loud ass self.
"Naruto would you please not call me that. I really hate it." Gaara was already rubbing his temples. He knew a headache would claim him before the day was done.
"Well, I would if you didn't look like such an adorable panda." Naruto put on his best "please-you-know-you-love-me" look.
Gaara could only sigh at this and decided to end the conversation at that. He needed to go somewhere and think, anyways.
GAARA'S POV
I just need to think, that's all it really is. Maybe that's the problem: I think too much. I bid farewell to all of you. I make up some bullshit excuse about going to see a teacher, or something.
Making my way to the courtyard, I still can't get the previous day's actions out of my head. Why do you plague me so? You have been doing this to me since we broke up. Ok, I need to rephrase that. I have been doing this to myself since I broke up with you. I really want you back in my life. I can't stand not having you near me.
Without knowing it, I am sitting under a tree. Apparently, my feet moved me here without me knowing it. It's my fault; I just couldn't take being hurt by you. I can hurt myself. I can take that pain, but to be hurt by someone I truly care about is too much for me to handle.
Why can't life be simpler? I know the answer to that already, and deem fit to answer my own question: because I choose to make it difficult. What if I had just stayed with you? Would things have turned out the way I wanted? Would I have gotten my happy ending? For some odd reason, fate decides to play with me again.
Apparently, you got to school already and did not feel like acknowledging any of us. Maybe you did after I left. Not that you would acknowledge me right now anyways. I am watching you right now. My heart feels as if it was just ripped out from my chest. Is that Deidara you're with? I can't believe you are letting that guy hang all over you. When did you like him, anyways? How come I knew nothing about this?
'Of course I wouldn't know anything about this. I haven't spoken to you in about four months.' You two are in perfect contrast with one another, darkness and light. It makes me think of how odd we looked together. Subconsciously I move my shirt to expose my battered arm. I need pain right now. As much as I don't want to watch you, I can't seem to tear my eyes away.
I start to scratch at the freshly healed scabs, and feel the wetness start to form at my fingertips. I can't take it anymore. I am less then five feet from both of you. Here you are laughing. Are you actually happy? I can't even tell anymore.
That's when the worst part of it all comes: You kiss him. It wouldn't have been so bad if he had kissed you. Then I would still have hoped that maybe you didn't want to, and just did it to avoid the awkward moment. But no, that's not the case right now. You kissed him. I think I am going to be sick. I get up from my tree and make my way to the bathroom.
NORMAL POV
Neji didn't really like Deidara that much, but he knew that the boy was crushing, and had been for a while now. He knew that it was a definite hook up. He walked and talked with him, not really paying attention to him, just smiling and nodding where he deemed appropriate. He didn't feel quite right with Deidara hanging all over him like that either, but let it slide. He saw the flash of red out of the corner of his eye, but didn't acknowledge it. He knew Gaara was sitting by the tree.
'All right, this is my chance to show him. He has to know that I don't want him now.' Neji reached up while Deidara was in mid-sentence, and pulled him closer. Neji had closed the distance between the both of them. The kiss wasn't anything rough, or passionate for that matter. It wasn't even caring, just sensual. Neji didn't care about the boy in the slightest, but he knew how to kiss, and could play a role very well when the time called for it. The red head darted away right when Neji broke the kiss. Finally, Gaara would get the point.
"Wow. That was amazing... yeah." Deidara was a little disoriented after that. He had never been kissed like that. He would have to hold on to Neji as long as possible. The dark hair boy smiled, and stated his apologies to Deidara. He promised to see him later.
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Sasuke didn't have anywhere else to go, so he made his way to Gai-sensei's classroom. This was a big mistake, however, considering Gai was always about thirty minutes early to class every morning.
"AH I SEE OUR YOUNG UCHIHA HAS COME IN THE SPIRIT OF YOUTH THIS MORNING!" Of course Gai-sensei couldn't be quiet. This man was never quiet. He could be at a funeral, and would still be going on about the "power of youthfulness". Although Sasuke couldn't imagine what youthfulness could be found at a funeral, but he was sure that Gai would find some form hidden in a dead corpse.
"Good-morning, Gai-sensei." Sasuke took his seat, and decided to get a few more minutes of sleep before class began.
About ten minutes later everyone started to fill into his or her seats. Sakura poked at Sasuke, just to make sure he wasn't dead. She could have sworn that he wasn't breathing. She was startled when he snapped his head up to glare at the person who decided to disturb his sleep.
"Sorry. I was just going to make sure you were alright." Sakura cowered into her seat, and quickly looked away. The window seemed like a rather interesting place to occupy her time.
"Fine." This was all she got from him. In her eyes, that hardly seemed like a reply. She began to look around her classroom to see who else had come in. Naruto still wasn't there yet, and she half expected him to walk in half a second before the bell rang. That girl was there however.
'Ino, I think that's what her name was.'
Said blond was going back and forth, glaring daggers at Sakura, and swooning over the Uchiha boy. Sakura still didn't understand her fascination with him, or any other girl's for that matter. Sasuke was never nice to them. Actually, he was downright mean. He would laugh in their faces, if it weren't beneath him to do so.
Just then, a loud noise broke Sakura's gaze on said boy. She honestly didn't even know that she was staring at him. The sight in front of her was quite comical. Gai had caught Naruto in a bear hug, refusing to relinquish his grip.
"OH, THE POWER OF YOUTH HAS BROUGHT YOU TO ME!" Gai-sensei was holding him in all his waterfall tears and crashing waves glory.
Naruto, on the other hand looked like he was about to be sick. "What the hell? Gai-sensei let me go. You choking me! I'm going to die with out any air." He managed to squirm his way out of the death grip, and into his seat. "Wow! That was a close one. I think I almost died."
Sakura couldn't help but giggle at the boy's antics. "Naruto, now you know that you were in no danger to be killed by Gai-sensei. Blinded maybe, but not killed."
"Yeah I guess you're right Sakura-chan, but that hold was pretty damn tight if you ask me."
"Hey, for today did you all want to come to my house after school?" Sasuke couldn't help but tune into Sakura's every word after that statement. "Jin is out of town, he left this morning. I kind of don't want to be in my house alone. It would just feel weird."
"Yeah, sure Sakura, that would be great! Right, Sasuke?" Naruto turned to him, but Sasuke wasn't focused on Naruto at that moment. He really wasn't trying to focus on anything but sleep.
"Hn." With that said he turned around and went back to sleep.
Gai went on and on about the youthfulness of poetry, which Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura tuned out. Well, at least the best they could. Gai was a very loud person. Sakura and Naruto both kept passing notes back and forth while Sasuke slept for the rest of the class.
Hey Sakura, what the hell is the deal with Sasuke? He's acting cold.
I thought he was always a cold person?
Yeah he is, but today it's worse then usual. Did you break up with him or something?
What the hell are you talking about? Sasuke and me don't go out!
Yeah I know, but he likes you. I thought maybe you turned him down or something.
Huh? Sasuke likes me? How do you know that?
Oh. Well I always catch him looking at you, and when he left Hinata's house early the other day to take you home. Hinata and me were eavesdropping on ya'll conversation.
What? But that doesn't mean that he likes me or does it? I mean you have known him longer then me.
Yeah I think he does, Sasuke HATES girls. He actually would have moved to a different seat by now if it were someone else. There is another reason. You've seen his fan-girls. They hate you already.
After reading that Sakura looked up once again to find Ino burning a hole straight through her head.
Well shit I guess your right. I don't know if he likes me or not.
Trust me. He likes you. I think he likes you a lot. But the question is, do you?
She couldn't help but giggle at Naruto's last statement. She couldn't believe that boy. He was completely dense to the fact that Hinata was seriously crushing on him, but he could read into Sasuke's little gestures as if it were nothing.
"Hey Sakura. Do you?"
"Do I what, Naruto?"
"Read the last part over."
Sakura re-read the last line. "Oh... Um, I don't know really..." She didn't want to answer the rest, just in case Sasuke was actually listening, so she grabbed the paper and started to write again.
I was starting to, but I don't know. I don't think that I will push my luck. I think I want to keep him as a friend right now, if I can call him that.
Naruto looked a little sad as he read the last part, but perked up a millisecond later. "Hey, Sasuke." For once Naruto was actually quiet. "Sakura's your friend, right?"
Sasuke looked up, wondering where in the hell that question came from. His eyes soon fell on Sakura. She looked like she was about to explode from either embarrassment, or anger. "Yeah, Naruto. She's my friend. Why the hell did you ask that?" Hearing those words made Sakura so happy. She never really had many friends. If fact, she didn't have any friends except Hinata.
"Oh, no reason." Naruto was about to continue, but was stopped by Gai-sensei.
"ALRIGHT. NOW I WILL GIVE THE INSTRUCTIONS FOR THE SEMESTER PROJECTS. I THINK I OUT DID MYSELF THIS YEAR." Gai passed out a piece of paper that read the following:
Semester 1 project:
The youthfulness is upon us. You will construct a portfolio. It will consist of a minimum of thirty-six pages, two pages for each week. You are to use a piece of Literature. (Below are the types that will be allowed) That will be the first page. The second page will be how you feel about that particular piece of work (i.e. your emotions, and thoughts). I would like you to use a piece that reflects on your life for that week. You will be graded on three things; your presentation of your portfolio, your interpretation of the Literature, and spelling and grammar. All work must be sited. If it is not, that is plagiarism, and you will get an automatic 0, therefore failing the assignment and the semester. The following works will be allowed:
-Poems
-Short stories
-Music lyrics
Anything else that you wish to use will have to be approved by me. I will get into more details as the semester progresses.
'Well that's not too bad; I think I'm going to like this class after all.'
Just then the bell rang and it was time for Sakura to go to Chemistry, but one final thought crossed her mind. "I wonder where Gaara is?'
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"Why?" Gaara had been in the bathroom for over an hour, and he still couldn't say anything else. "Why?" His thoughts had been plaguing him since he saw Neji kiss Deidara.
'I don't understand. He is supposed to love me. Why would he do that to me? Didn't he know I was there?'
'Of course he knew you were there. Why do you think he did it?'
'No.' Gaara did not need this right now. He didn't need the voices to come back to haunt him.
'You mean nothing to him. He doesn't care about you.'
'You're lying! Neji cares. I know he does.'
'Why would he care about you? To him, you are vapor, something that just gets in the way of everything. You are nothing but a whore, and a waste of space to him.'
"Stop it! You're lying!"
"Gaara?"
He froze. 'No. God, please no. Don't let that be him.' He turned around hoping that his luck really wasn't that bad, but apparently it was. Gaara looked over his shoulder to find the one that caused him all of this pain. Neji had just walked in.
"What are you doing?" Neji couldn't help but to be concerned. As much as he wanted to forget, he simply couldn't. Gaara had been a part of his life, and Neji honestly wanted him back, but didn't know if he could trust him. The things that were said hurt Neji deeply, and he didn't want to go through that again. Gaara still wouldn't answer him. He just kept rocking back and forth on his knees, muttering the word "why?"
"Gaara, answer me." He began to take in the younger boys appearance. He looked like hell, and Neji can't remember ever seeing him this bad. His make-up had run completely down his face. His skin was paler then usual. The black smudges on his face make it stand out even more. Neji could make out a little movement of his arms. It looked like he was scratching himself.
"Gaara!" Neji had lost it. He wanted answers, and he wasn't getting them. "What the hell? Why wont you answer me?" Finally, he looked back to the brunette.
"Why? Why'd… y-y-you… t-t-that?" Gaara could barley form the words together, let alone make a full sentence.
"Huh?" Neji was confused for a minute, but then it all came back. Gaara had seen him kiss Deidara. Well he knew that he had, but this confirmed it. He quickly got angry with the boy. "Why the hell do you care? You broke up with me. Remember? And whom I kiss isn't any of your business. We are not together! We aren't even friends! So don't concern yourself with my relationships."
'Relationships? Neji was dating Deidara?' Gaara lost it. He couldn't take it anymore.
"You don't even fucking know! You think you are so smart. Well you know what? You know nothing!" He rose to his feet, and was just inches from the boy's face. With tears in his eyes, Gaara continued to scream at him. "My life... You know shit about my life!"
"What the hell? That's because you never let me!"
"I don't care! They were right! You were going to hurt me! You are hurting me!"
"What the fuck are you talking about? You broke up with ME! You hurt ME! So why the hell are you so fucking upset? I swear I don't get you at all!"
Finally, Gaara had calmed down. "You're right. You don't get me. You know what? And you're right, I did break up with you, and do you know why?
"Why?" Neji snorted
"Because; because you were going to hurt me. And it looks like I was right." Gaara dropped his head down, and went to go pick up his things. School was not a place for him to be right now. He pulled his phone out of his pocket to call Kankurou. He needed to leave.
"Hey Kankurou. I need you to come get me... Yeah, I'm fine; I just don't feel good... All right. You'll pick me up? Thanks." After he ended his phone call, he walked out of the bathroom, leaving a very pissed off Neji, but not before telling him one last thing.
"You know, I really thought I was beginning to love you."
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At lunch, the entire group was brought back together. Hinata and Sakura were still finishing their conversation from earlier. Sasuke just sat at the table. He was still trying to catch some sleep. Actually, he got plenty of sleep, but he was still pissed off at his brother and was using this so he didn't have to talk to anyone.
"Oh, yeah. I just remembered. You all can come to my house after school if you want. Jin isn't there. He left to go out of town, so I got the house all to myself."
"Yeah, that would be nice. I still haven't seen your new house Sakura-chan," Hinata told her. Everyone else agreed. So it was settled they were all going to Sakura's. They were packing up their things to get ready to leave. Just then, Naruto had a brilliant idea.
"Hey Sasuke! Can you go ahead and take Sakura to her house? Hinata has to run me somewhere really quick. Remember Hinata?"
"Umm...yeah?" She didn't really know what to say, but just agreed. What the hell is Naruto planning anyways? She wondered.
Naruto didn't give Sasuke time to answer, and instead grabbed Hinata and walked away. Sakura turned and looked at him. He looked like he was ready to kill him.
"You know what Sasuke? I think I will just walk." She really didn't know what had gotten into him, but she didn't like it.
"What the hell? You live like 5 miles away. Naruto and Hinata will be at you house by the time you get there."
"Well, it's obvious that you don't want to be around me right now. You haven't spoken two words to me all day, so I am just going to save the hassle and walk home. That way, you don't have to be in my presence." With that spoken, Sakura made her way out of the cafeteria and to the parking lot.
Sasuke was not about to hear shit from Naruto or Hinata about letting her walk home. Well, he highly doubted that Hinata would say much, but Naruto would bitch enough for the both of them combined. "Sakura, wait." He ran to catch up with her, but she refused to speak to him, so he took another alternative. He stood in his place for a few seconds to get some distance in between them. After a good ten feet were between them, he ran and scooped her up bridal style and carried her to his car.
Sakura was in complete shock. For a minute, she thought she had fallen, but when she looked up, all she could see was black. Once again, she was staring into those black eyes that she found herself so comfortable in. "Sasuke, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm getting you to your house one-way or the other. I refuse to listen to Naruto bitch because I let you walk. And you weren't going to listen to me... so this is the other alternative." He smirked a little bit. He had noticed her blush that rose up on her face.
She couldn't believe it; this boy was worse than somebody who was bipolar. It hadn't even been a second ago when he was cold and uncaring, and now here he was carrying her. For a moment, she could have sworn that he came back to the Sasuke that she had been getting to know. 'We will see when we get to my house. I must remember to thank Naruto later, and kill him at the same time. This might be a little fun.' She smiled a little bit and leaned on Sasuke's shoulder the rest of the walk to the car.
Junsui Kegasu's BETA Notes: "Where has my heart gone; an uneven trade for the real world? Oh, I, I want to go back to – " …Oh, hi! YAY for the chappie and BURN, NEJI, BURN! Yep, yep, good job, good job, HIIIII all your reviewing people! (waves) Okiis, I need to work on my own stories, now…DHJDASFDSGHFSJSJH OMIGOD, 15 PAGES! Wow!
A/N: Oh, I feel so evil for what I'm doing to Gaara. Oh yeah for all you rabid SasuSaku there will be more of them I the next chapter. I was on such a rool with Gaara and Neji... I kinda left them out... Please forgive me! I am sick at this moment so if for some reason I have confused you please let me know and I will try to fix it!
MC: OMG... You know I love your reviews so much! They make me Sparkly! I had alot of fun writing that part. I love Gaara and Neji... glomps
Badtz: I am getting there. I swear I am! Remember people must be friends before they can be lovers. wink wink
Blood Red nin: Yesh yesh! Jin will suffer... I will make sure of that!
Sakura-girl 2005: Sorry about the OOC-ness. I mean come on tho could you really see him taking care of her and being an ass at the same time... well Yeah i could to, but it just wouldn't write out that way. I'm not mad I like honesty!
Kawaii-Hisui: Oh yeah Itachi is about 22 in this story. Don't worry... I have been neglecting Sasuke and Sakura lately... but they will have thier moment next chapter. I promise!
And BIG Thank-yous to the following: neu chi no nai u, Shinobi Darkbeak, and Blackangeltwin1. I reall do love reviews. they make me happy!