Writer's rants

Hey! Sorry if it took this long to update. Many months past by and I still have not finished. Anyway, here it is. Somehow the two got an aftershock. A big one. And this is part one.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of its characters.


"Hey, aren't you supposed to be with Asuka?" said the school janitor.

The redhead washed his face and looked at himself at the mirror. What was that? I don't understand. She's nothing. Nothing! He breathed in slowly and forcefully let the air out. She is something I don't understand but I feel that we went through the same things. This is weird. Why am I here? What is it in her that…

"Hey!" the janitor shook him by the shoulder.

Gaara turned around and shouted.

"Shut up!"

The janitor was startled.

"Get out! Now!" the red head scowled.

"Su-su-sure." He stuttered, "I-I'll just get out."

No need to shout. Stupid red head. He thought. He took his cleaning tools and went out, muttering curses under his breath.

"Shit." I'm unstable now. Why is she affecting me like this?

"I hate her." Somehow something inside him doesn't agree with that. I have to go back. The cleaner is right.

"Calm down. Be normal." And with one deep breath, the door swung and the bathroom was empty once more.

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The singer was sitting on the couch, which was supposed to make her feel comfortable. But somehow, its softness and its peachy smell doesn't affect her in any way. Even its green colour doesn't relax her. She felt strange. Right strange is the word. I have never been affected by a guy before, not anyone. Why is he different? And the memories of their kisses flashed back. She tightly closed her eyes, wishing that the memories would go away, hoping that she would somehow feel okay and be normal. Her breathing was heavy, still irregular since the. She doesn't even want to think of it anymore. Then the moment when they almost kissed flashed through her mind. His face was something she couldn't find resistible to look at. He had something in him that made her feel this way. She was uncomfortable with him. But now I'm worried without him. Damn him. I wish he would just go to hell.

She brushed her long silver her. I have to talk to him. Why did he kiss me?

She shook her head at her train of thoughts. What am I doing here? Thinking of his God damned face and… and…

I can't bear to even think of the word.

Why does it matter Asuka? Something in her said. She threw her brush to the wall.

"Because…" She can't find what word to fill the sentence in. I've got to be ready when he returns.


Writer's rants

So that's it. Next chapter's gonna be a somehow part two of this one. Sorry if it's too short. Until the next chapter.

Writer's notes

This one's gonna be a short story. I'm thinking seven chapters only. But nothing's final. Still deciding.