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Stuck in a Blizzard

Chapter Three:

I Spy

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Gaara sighed as he rested his head on the door, listening to the toilet flush behind him. He turned when a hand was placed on his shoulder and, faintly, saw Nanase smiling at him. "I can't believe, I let you drag me into the bathroom with you because you're afraid," he said. "What are you? Six?"

"No, I'm sixteen," she said and opened the door, pushing him out. "Is there anything out there?"

"No, come on," he said and grabbed her arm, pulling her down the stairs and launching her onto the couch.

"You know, you're kind of rough," she said. "You're going to be a woman beater, aren't you?"

Gaara groaned and sat down, staring at the wall in the darkness as she wrapped herself onto his arm again. He closed his eyes and leant his head back, trying to ignore the whimpering sounds she was making. "Damn it, go to sleep, Nanase!" he yelled, causing her to squeal and look up at him.

"Fine you big jerk!" she yelled back and laid down on the couch, pulling the cover over her head.

Gaara closed his eyes and slowly began to drift off to sleep.

"Gaara?"

He grunted.

"You sleep?"

He sighed. "No."

"Okay."

Ten minutes later. "Gaara?"

"What?"

"You sleep yet?"

"No."

"Me neither."

"Shut up then."

"'Kay."

Gaara had finally dozed off when an abrupt shaking of his arm woke him up, startling him. "What?" he asked and turned to the crying girl next to him, his hard gaze softening. "What's wrong, Nanase?"

"I swear I heard something," she whispered, her lips trembling. "I swear I heard someone talking."

"It was probably just your mom," he rationalized.

"I heard a man."

"It was probably me then," he replied.

"Panda-chan, I'm scared," she whispered softly, sniffling.

He sighed and opened his arms to her. "Come on," he said, waiting as she nestled in his arms, covering them with the blanket. "Maybe now we both can get some sleep."

"Yeah, you need it," she giggled. "Those bags under your eyes are so dark."

"Just shut up."

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Gaara's eyes fluttered open and he looked down at the girl that slept peacefully in his arms, tears still visible on her face. She looked so innocent like that, her mouth slightly opening and her thumb touching her bottom lip. He smiled softly, running his fingers through her soft, black hair and closing his eyes again.

"Panda-chan..." she murmured.

He looked down at her as a tiny smile formed on her lips. "Just shut up," he mumbled softly and stared up at the ceiling. He listened to the howling winds outside, frowning when he realized the blizzard was still going on. Damn, this thing is never going to end, he thought.

At least you get to spend more time with her.

Oh and you care, you just want some action.

Yup yup, I want to see those pretty titties. You want to just check out her face as she's sleeping, but I was looking down her shirt at those C cups.

You're filthy.

Oh, please. We're horny.

You're horny.

No, we are. You haven't gotten any since that one time after detention.

That was only a few weeks ago.

I need more!

Shut the hell up. I'm not going to fuck her.

Pussy.

Gaara opened his eyes when he heard someone coming down the stairs and peering over the railing. He watched as Sachi's curious look turned devious as she pushed herself over the railing and fell on them. He grunted as Nanase shrieked and Sachi laughed while bouncing on them.

"Nanase and Gaara laying on the couch K-I-S-S-I-N-G," she said while laughing.

"Get off us, you little freak!" Nanase yelled and glared at the little girl.

"You're the freak, freak!" Sachi yelled back.

"Mom! Get your daughter!" Nanase screeched.

Chiharu came into the living fully dressed, with an apron around her waist. "Sorry, dear, she's your problem," she said with a smile. "I'm trying to make breakfast, okay?"

Gaara blinked, he hadn't even heard the woman in the kitchen.

"Nana nana boo boo," Sachi taunted and jumped off of Nanase before she could grab her. "You can't catch me!"

"I'm going to kill you!" she yelled and chased the little girl around the living room and up the stairs.

Gaara shrugged and walked into the kitchen with bare feet, running his hands through his ruffled hair. He sat at the table and watched Chiharu bustle around the kitchen, preparing the breakfast.

"You sleep well, Gaara?" she asked and gave him a sly look. "You two looked cozy."

"She wouldn't shut up last night," he said with a small smile. "She was scared when the power went out."

"Yeah, that startled me to," she replied. "I was reading and it just cut off, so I went to bed."

"I had to do what I could to make her shut up," he said. "But eventually, she went to sleep."

"That's Nanase for you," Chiharu grinned. "She loves comfort."

Gaara didn't reply, instead looked out of the window at the snow blowing around. "You think this blizzard will last long?" he asked, wondering when he would get home.

"Probably a day or two more of snow then we have to be shoveled out and it'll be over," she said and set a plate of what looked like eggs and bacon in front of him. "Here's some toast. You want jam?"

"No, I'm okay, thanks," he replied and began eating the eggs, hearing Sachi and Nanase running down the stairs.

"Mom, Sachi, broke my favorite necklace!" Nanase yelled.

"Not uh, she wouldn't let me look at it and pulled it from me so it broke," Sachi said in defense, sticking her tongue out at her older sister.

"Argh, you are such a nuisance," she said and slumped into the chair next to Gaara.

"Shut up and talk to your boyfriend!" Sachi yelled.

"I'm going to kill you!" Nanase yelled.

"Not at the table!" Chiharu yelled and placed plates of food in front of them. "Now be quiet and eat."

"Itadakimasu!" Sachi yelled.

"Itadakimasu," Nanase said with a frown, placing som eggs in her mouth and taking a bite of her toast. "I look a mess," she said after she swallowed the food, running her hands through her hair. "Mom, I need a haircut. I have split ends!"

"Oh, be quiet and eat," Chiharu said and began eating her food.

Nanase pouted and shoved some toast in her mouth.

Gaara chuckled softly.

"Shut up!" Nanase yelled. "It's not funny!"

"Yeah, it is, weirdo!" Sachi yelled.

"Not at the table!" Chiharu yelled, before taking a sip of her orange juice. "Don't make me tell you again."

Gaara looked around at the women with a small smile. Chicks, I'll never understand them, young or old, he thought and shook his head. "Thanks for the food, Chiharu-san," he said and pushed away from the table. "May I use your shower?"

"Sure, I assume you know where the bathroom is?" she replied.

"Yeah, I do," he said and walked up the stairs and into the bathroom. He disrobed and stepped into the shower, turning the hot water on. He lathered his body with soap and washed away the fatigue from his body. He stretched his arms when he finished his shower, wrapping a towel around his waist. He heard a knock on the door and opened it, seeing a pair of clothes on the ground and picked them up. He dressed himself in the boxers, the large jeans and the black, long-sleeved shirt.

"Hey, Panda-chan!" Nanase called from down the hall when he stepped out of the bathroom, watching as she disappeared into her room.

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Nanase opened her dresser drawers and pulled a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt, and a large, gray sweatshirt. She walked into the bathroom and stepped into the shower after disrobing, she showered for about twenty minutes before getting out. She dressed in her clothes and walked down the stairs, raking her fingers through tangled and wet hair.

"Loser!" Sachi said when she ran past her, up the stairs.

"Brat," Nanase mumbled under her breath and walked into the living room, falling onto the couch where Gaara was watching T.V. "Yo, Panda-chan."

"Hn."

"You had a nice shower?"

"Hn."

"Watching something cool?"

"Hn."

"Going to say something different."

"Hn."

"Fine, I get it, I'll leave you alone," she said and pulled her feet up into the chair, playing with her white socks. "Panda-chan, talk to me!"

He sighed. "What?"

"How you feeling today?" she asked with a smile.

"Slight headache," he replied.

"Um, you bored?"

"A little."

"Want to, um, hmm, play a game?" she asked.

"What kind?"

"I spy!"

He sighed. "Fine."

"I spy with my little eye something," she began and looked around the room, "blue!"

"The clock," he replied.

"Who'd you know?"

"You stared at it for like five minutes," he replied.

"You're turn!"

He sighed. "I spy something black."

"Um, my pants?" she asked.

"Nope."

"Your shirt?"

"No."

"The T.V.?"

"No."

"The VCR?"

"No."

"I don't know, what?"

He smirked. "The remote," he replied and held it up.

"Man!"

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Cute little game of "I Spy", dontcha think?