AN:I know what you guys are thinking, 'isn't this supposed to be a Gaara fic?' well I promise it is, I have a plan for the relationship of Naruto and Saiyu and I'm telling you now before your ideas get crazy, its not gonna be anything intimate. I'm NarutoxSakura all the way. (No offense to those of you who like other pairings) so I hope I don't loose any readers because of it but that's what I'm sticking too. Also, since I don't demand a lot of reviews, you can't expect me to update soon after all it just doesn't seem fair. It kinda sucks having 377 reads but only 6 reviews. So, no, the updates aren't gonna be fast until I see a good interest in this story, not saying that you have to go out and review, I'm just saying that that is why it takes so long…….Dang what a freakin long note. So yeah please enjoy my story.
Chapter 4
Blood.
The tub was filled with glimmering specks of blood. It was obvious what had happened. The kunai dripping red droplets, the tiny bits of hair plastered randomly along the edges, the pale leg drooping lifelessly over the rim cloaked in a veil of crimson liquid.
It wasn't hard to realize… That someone was shaving.
You are correct shaving!
Saiyu's soaked head rose from beneath the water. Her eyes were narrowed, glaring daggers at the kunai only inches away.
Curse whatever genius it was that invented leg hairs! Curse who ever it was that hadn't yet engineered razor blades! Curse who ever made skin bleed so damn much! It's an outrage; a crime against mankin- womankind! She was going to press serious charges for this little incident. Yeah that's right, a couple million dollars that's what she'd demand! Or using some form of super heated ray gun. Melting the kunai into scrap metal sounded promising. This thing was making her bleed so it was only fit to melt it till it wished it had never been forged. Ah the sweet aroma of revenge.
Saiyu shot her head back and cackled evilly, dramatically clutching her fists in the air.
There was no way she was going to let that damn knife get the better of her!
She sat straight up in the bath tub and snatched the kunai roughly into her palm.
Her hand was unwavering and her body was tense.
She was ready to strike, the training was finally going to pay off. Her revenge would be carried out!
Almost there. The kunai was closing in on its target. Alright steady, steady..almost got it…an-"SHIT!"
The kunai once again sliced through her leg and a thin line of blood streamed down her thigh. In a burst of rage she shot up her arm ready to send the accursed object straight into a window where it would hopefully fall to its demise wishing it had only just cooperated.
But a muffled sound caught her attention. It sounded…almost like footsteps.
She stared curiously at the door. Two minutes later she was still staring, and staring, and staring, and staring, and star….The hell! She could have burnt holes in the door by now!
Then, (about damn time!) the door burst open.
"Hey hey! What's going-"He stopped short. In the background she was sure she could hear an orchestra of crickets playing their long painfully irritating music. They both stared at each other. Naruto in his white boxers with his eyes bulging at Saiyu in all her naked glory.
Saiyu's eyes were as big as saucers. She hadn't moved a muscle and still held the kunai in the air. It was like going to one of those old movies and watching the same stil scene for twenty minutes because the man in the projector room had fallen asleep just minutes before the ribbon of film jammed in the machine.
The small dinner table was silent. Naruto kept his eyes focused on the ramen in his hands; though it's rather toilsome to bend your head in your ramen when you have two tissues poking out from your nostrils. His cheek was as bright and red as the digital numbers on an alarm clock and it was obviously swollen making the task of eating that more - if at all possible- difficult.
Across from him Saiyu clenched her chopsticks to near breaking point, -mostly because of rage but also just trying to keep them in her fingers. She never was very skilled when it came to eating with chopsticks- a vein throbbing on her forehead. She held her eyes tightly closed in frustration and quietly slurping down a mouthful of noodles.
Naruto looked around nervously. He tried to keep his attention on random things around him; the small TV, the trash swarming around the garbage can. And for a second it worked. He sat there pondering the possibility of his trash suddenly coming alive and reeking havoc on his neighbors.
That thought didn't linger long when the opening song of one of his most prized video games ran through his head. If his cheek hadn't been so swollen he might even had attempted to whistle.
Was he really brave enough to try small talking the clearly pissed green haired lass? It was almost like that scene from one of Shakespeare many plays.
Naruto in big orange pants with slippers on his feet and black tights sat on a stone bench pondering. To talk to her or not to talk to her? That my friend is the question.
"Ah Saiyu-chan Hehe…um so-"He said stuttering.
"I don't want to talk about it." She said cutting him off.
Not to talk to her.
Naruto immediately shut up and put all his attention into eating, even if most of the ramen ended up on his lap instead of his rumbling stomach.
Minutes later Saiyu abruptly stood up clutching her empty plastic cup. Her eyes were hidden beneath a curtain of green bangs. She walked over to Naruto's seat and snatched his half full bowel much to his displeasure. His mouth watered and tears cascaded down his face while he watched her unceremoniously pour all the ramen down the drain and leave the two empty cups lying on the counter.
Without saying a word she walked past him and collapsed on her knees in front of the TV screen. Her hand reached for the video game controller while the other turned on the screen. A few button clicks away and the sounds of people having the crap beaten out of them broke through the shroud of silence.
"Saiyu-chan there's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's not like you have anything anyways right?" He chuckled lightly rubbing the back of his head.
Her head turned eerily slow. Her eyes flickered dangerously but she still remained motionless.
'Oopps' Naruto stood frozen for an eternity but something clicked in his head. Saiyu wasn't actually focusing on the game. It was like…like she was just pushing the buttons randomly. Why?
...Oh. He remembered a situation like this. This was her act. As soon as he would relax, she would strike.
There was no way he was sticking around for that again.
As if a button had activated her, the moment he made an attempt to move, Saiyu threw the controller at his retreating form with all the strength she could muster.
"JERK!" She screamed shaking her fist.
It was hard to believe she had been there for a week. It seemed like just yesterday she was staring in awe at Naruto's apparently bottomless stomach. No matter how many times she had seen him woof down bowel after bowel on TV, overseeing it live was just…shocking.
She sat with her knees drawn to her chest on the floor of her bedroom. Naruto had left earlier that morning for a mission in the Mist. Sakura had apparently accompanied him which left her to wander about alone.
It was the times like this that she tried desperately to avoid; the time when she was left with naught but her raging thoughts. She feared stopping. The moment she stopped, the frightening memories consumed her. It felt like a re-run movie on TV. Or that one song that you've come to despise with every fiber of your being because the DJ's just didn't seem to have anything but that to play.
The sirens, the blinding lights, the faces you looked right though. Everyone thought you stupid; naïve. Their words fell unnoticed.
Everything she had ever known was gone.
