I'm baaaaaaaack! Feel free to cower in fear :D Mmhmm, so Gaara talked to Sasuke…OMG DRAMA! Before anyone points it out, yes my writing style is kinda strange, but I'm trying to make it like a diary thing. So…yeah. Just deal X)
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Welcome to Life Chapter 3 – My House is Better than Yours GAARA POVThere are red splodges on the wall in my room. I could be really dramatic, lie and say it's blood, but in reality it's nail polish. Yeah, yeah I know. I'm a guy that wears nail polish, RED at that.
As I've said before: I'm not camp.
My finger and toe nails are currently a frosted lilac colour.
Shut up.
Just, shut up.
Anyway, I'm done listening to music. I'm gonna go downstairs. I wonder who's here. Dad? Kankuro? Temari?
I open the door as silently as possible and creep out onto the top of the stairs. I listen. The television is on, but I can't tell what programme it is and therefore I have no idea who's watching it.
Rawr.
I've decided to chance it. I slowly take the stairs one step at a time. I'm halfway down when I trip over one of Kankuro's shoes. I let out a girly shriek before tumbling the rest of the way down to the ground floor. Can't life ever let me do anything without looking like a complete idiot? My luck sucks.
"Gaara? Is that you?" Temari's voice comes floating through from the living room. The Halleluiah ((A/N: Omg I don't know how to spell that XD)) chorus plays in my head. I breathe a sigh of relief.
"Yeah."
She walks out of the room and stands in front of me, hands on hips, smiling in amusement. Heh, she looks funny upside down. She reaches a hand out. I roll over and take it. Temari pulls me to my feet.
"Wanna watch tv with me?"
I grin and nod.
We're halfway through 'Top Gear' ((A/N: Shut up, I'm English :P)) when the front door opens. Instinctively I shrink down in my seat, snuggling against Temari.
"Wha'the fuck you watchin'?" Dad slurs, obviously drunk as he slams the door shut behind him.
Temari shrugs calmly. I admire her courage, this is why I look up to my big sister. I know most teenage boys wouldn't admit it, but she's the closest think I have to a parent figure. Dad grunts and stumbles into the kitchen, knocking a lampshade over on the way.
I remember to breathe.
Temari softly nudges me in the side.
"Why don't you go to Neji's eh? Just in case?" I nod and stand up. I slip my shoes on and step outside.
The cool night air on my face calms me immediately. I love the evening. It's calming and always seems peaceful. The streets are quieter and there are less people around. A gentle smile plays on my lips as I begin to walk in the direction of Neji's house. It's a half hour walk, but I don't mind. Infact, I'm happy to do it. I suppose it is dangerous out here this late on my own, but it's not exactly safe at home either.
I'm about 5 minutes away from Neji's when I walk into a corner shop. I haven't eaten since that sandwich at lunch and my stomach won't forgive me until I get food. I fish around in my pocket and find enough money for a packet of crisps and a bottle of water. I've scavenged off Neji too much recently, I'd feel rude if I asked for more food.
I;m paying for my stuff when the door swings open. I think nothing of it. This is a shop afterall.
"Gaara?"
Oh fuck, I know that voice, it's…
"Sasuke" I breathe and spin around. There he is, standing in the doorway in all of his gorgeous glory. I hope I'm not drooling…
"I didn't know you live around here!" I can tell there's a silent question in that sentence.
"Um, I don't."
YES! MY BRAIN STILL WORKS! I would throw a party, but I'm broke. Please insert mental victory dance here.
Sasuke's looking at me. I think he expected a more elaborate answer.
"I'm going to Neji's." I'm amazed I actually feel comfortable talking to him.
Neither of us know what to say. I start to walk towards the door, I then realise he's still blocking the wau.
"Er, excuse me please."
"Oh, sorry." He moves to the left slightly. I have enough space to move past him now, but our arms and hands brush together. I blush and rush into the street.
I'm about to run away when Sasuke speaks to me.
"Wait! Gaara!"
I turn around.
"I'll see you around yeah?"
I smile and nod. He goes back into the shop.
My smile turns into a huge grin and I skip the rest of the way to Neji's house clutching my food to my chest. I must look like a total nutcase.
I'm too happy to care.
Sasuke wants to see ME around! ME! Oh God, I sound like a deranged fangirl.
I knock on Neji's door with a little tune. Oh yeah, that's how happy I am.
Neji's house is huge. He lives with his Uncle, Aunt and cousin and they're fucking RICH. When I say house, I should really say mansion or something. It's got 6 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms. Why the shit would 3 people need 4 bathrooms anway? I shrugs as Neji's cousin, Hinata opens the door.
"H-hi G-Gaara."
"Sup Hinata? Is Neji in because I really need to speak to him?"
Hinata's jaw has dropped. I think that's the most I've ever said to her in one go. Am I really that antisocial?
Hinata seems to have regained her senses.
"Uh, y-yeah, h-he's in his r-room."
"Thanks!" I yell and bounce (that's right, bounce) up the stairs.
I think Hinata's dead…
I dash down the mile long (well, not really) hallway until I reach Neji's room. I know it's his room because there's some random rock music blasting in there. I don't bother to knock, just pile straight in.
Neji's sitting at his desk, leaning back in the chair, bobbing his head to the beat, eyes closed. I don't think he's even noticed I'm here. Quietly, I shut the door behind me and stalk over to him. Years of living with an abusive father are useful for some things I guess. I get into position, ready to spring when…
"Gaara, don't even try it."
Aww, that would've been fun!
Neji opens one eye and peers at me, turning the music off with a remote control.
"How did you know it was me?" I moan, flopping down on the floor and placing my food next to me.
"You smell."
"Thank you."
"Noooo, I meat you smell nice, like…strawberries."
I attempt to glare. Judging by Neji's laugh I look about as threatening as a kitten,
"You find new ways every day to ruin my manliness." I pout.
Neji snorts.
Neji manages to make snorting sound sophisticated. When I snort people look disgusted and move away.
"Why are you here anyway?"
"Dad."
"Ah."
Neji knows about dad. So does Sakura, but they're the only people. If anybody else finds out, Temari, Kankuro and I might end up being put in a home. I definitely don't want that.
"Guess what?" I'm positively beaming.
"Snot." Neji replies.
I ignore his immaturity and carry on.
"I saw Sasuke before and he said 'See you around' to me!"
"You sound like an obsessed schoolgirl."
I frown.
Neji continues "Seeee! I told you he likes you."
I cock my head slightly "How did you know?"
Neji smiles showing off perfect white teeth. Damn him.
"First of all, you looks really cute when you do that."
I blush and look down at my lap.
"And secondly, it's so obvious. Haven't you noticed him looking at you?"
I shake my head.
Neji sighs.
I hate it when people sigh, it means they're disappointed I me and I don't like disappointing people.
Neji kneels in front of me and puts two fingers under my chin, lifting my face up and forcing me to look into his pearly, white eyes.
"You worry too much Gaara-kun."
He presses his lips to mine.
Smarmy bastard.
A/N: YEEAH BIZNATCHES! EMBRACE THE FLUFF AND SCHOOLGIRLINESS!
Oh, I'm sorry if you find my language and manner offensive but uh…it's who I am. Sorrrrreeeh!
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