A/N: Thank you thank you thank you! The input is great! And always welcome in my pieces! I tried to make Sakura look like a complete fool in this insert of the story. Yet, it's not completely OOC. Let's hope right into the chappieter!
Disclaimer: See? Ha! I remembered to put it in this time! Oh I'm good!
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Thursday night in Konoha:
"So how'd you get someone so fast?" Ino looked through a fashion magazine and glanced at Sakura who was running around excitedly.
"I dunno! But he's adorable! He fell head over heels for me!" So I'm lying a bit, but he will! Mark my words...
"I'm happy for you. When can I see him?"
"Well, he's from Suna... So I said I'd meet him at the station..."
"Suna?" Why's that familiar...
"Yeah. He's real hot." Sakura threw random pieces of clothing out of her closet and reappeared in another tight fitting outfit.
"What'd you think?" She posed in the mirror and smiled seductively.
Ino coughed from over the pages of the magazine. Why's she wearing that? Save it for the third or even fourth date.
Sakura caught onto her friend's silent opinion. "You're just jealous I'm gonna spend the whole night with someone that's all into me! Now hand over the magazine! I need it for the hair tips." She snatched it from Ino's hands and strutted to the bathroom.
"The whole night?" Ino asked in a semi-worried voice. Sakura poked her head out and winked, "Oh I'm sure parts of the morning, too!"
"Whoa! Are you really gonna go all the way? What about your okaasan!
"She's gone! Has to work late..."
Moments later she stepped out, smelling strongly of perfume and wearing a lot of makeup. Her hair was overdone with rhinestone clips that matched perfectly with the short pink skirt, accenting her hair.
Accenting? No, rather highlighting.
And if the almost see-through top of deep lilac didn't shout, "Look at me! Look at me!" Nothing does.
She's definately trying too hard. Must be some guy. At least her mind is off of Sasuke... And onto how many more sparkling accessories she can wear before she falls over!
"Hmm? Don't I looked great!" Sakura giggled as she put on a pair of earrings and matching necklace and bracelet."Uh... Of course Sakura. He won't know what to think!" Ino managed to stiffle a laugh.
"Good!"
"Where are you two going anyway?" Ino wondered how over dressed Sakura really was.
"Well, I have reservations for Adeyaka, you know, the new romantic resturant?"
"Isn't that major expensive though?" Ino asked in an intrigued tone.
"Not if he's paying for it! Hahahaha! I'm gonna order the most expensive thing there. There's no way he can turn down the bill when I'm in this."
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Gaara stepped off the train and onto the platform wearing his usual black, almost unperceived against the dark sky. He wore a long chain that hung from his pocket and a heavy leather wrist bands, adding to his punkish motif.
"Yuusatsu! Is that you!" Gaara slowly looked over his shoulder. That hooker's my date? This sucks...
"Hey! Wow! You look even better in person!" Sakura hugged his neck tightly, causing him to gag in response.
"You look... just how I imagined." Gaara sneered. Sakura let go and took a step back, spinning happily. She thought she looked gorgeous, so she took his words as a compliment. "You're so sweet... My real name is Haruno Sakura."
"Gaara."
Sakura giggled again (confusing Gaara, as he personally found nothing funny about his name) and grabbed his arm, leaning on it heavily. "C'mon! I have reservations."
"Reservations?" Gaara asked in a monotone as she pulled him forcefully towards the restaurant.
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When they arrived in the restaurant, Gaara took in the decorative interior. Colorful screens were etched with golden scenes of gardens, mystical birds and wealthy lovers. Just the thought of how much Sakura was expecting him to pay made him sick.
"Konbanwa." The greeter looked over Gaara's choice of clothing and winced at how casual it was. "Welcome to the Adeyaka. Follow me please."
Sakura held tight to Gaara's arm as they passed towering columns and gold statues. "Isn't everything beautiful, Gaara?"
He rolled his eyes and shrugged her off, but she only grabbed his hand and interlocked their fingers.
"Here you are. Your server will be over to take your order in just a minute."
Gaara pried his fingers away as he sat down. Sakura seated herself across from him and looked at him innocently. "What are you going to order?" She asked as she poured him tea from the teapot already on the table.
He ignored her as he scanned the list.
"I'm Kumiko and I'll be your waitress this evening. Are you ready to order?" The thin, raven haired girl smiled sweetly at the two, Gaara inparticular.
Sakura cleared her throat as she read off of the menu. "I'll have the soba with tsuyu..." "Hot or cold?" "Hot, thank you, and we'll have a side of sushi."
"And what are you interested in?" Gaara handed the waitress the menu, but kept his eyes on Sakura, watching her expression. "I'll order the gizzard..." "Gizzard!" Sakura exclaimed in disgust and wrinkled her nose.
"Gizzard." Gaara repeated in annoyance and gave the waitress an "I-can't-believe-I-was-dragged here-with-her" smile.
Sakura caught this and crossed her arms, watching the waitress leave. She watched Gaara play with his cellphone. He seemed completely oblivious to her prescence.
"Gizzard?" Sakura asked and gently pressed the phone to the table. Gaara didn't make eye contact.
"I like gizzard." He told her in a bored voice.
"Hahaha. That's really different." Gaara shrugged. "Gaara..."
"Hn."
"Look at me!" Sakura was beginning to get impatient.
"Why?" He asked again in a monotonus tone. He knew she wanted attention, but it wasn't really a date in his opinion, so he was not about to act like he was her boyfriend.
"Because! I'd like a little more attention than you're giving the waitress! Which by the looks of it, is a lot!"
Gaara's eyes flashed and he tore the phone from under her fingers. He stared into her eyes which seemed on the verge of tears and he closed the phone, dropping it loudly on the table.
He gave an annoyed sigh as tears began to stream down her face. But he didn't comfort her, only stared.
The waitress came back and placed the food on the table, finding the scene somewhat amusing. "Can I have the bill now? I'll take this to go." "Uh, sure. I'll be right back." She left and returned with boxes and the check.
"Thanks." Gaara looked at the bill and was glad they were leaving before Sakura had a chance to order dessert.
After he neatly shoveled the food into the containers and had paid the bill (and pocketed his phone), he moved to Sakura.
"Let's go. No reason to make a bigger scene than you have already." Sakura burst into heavier tears. Gaara rubbed the bridge of his nose as he picked up the boxes and followed her slowly, aware of the glares he was recieving by other customers.
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He found Sakura on a bench not too far from the restaurant. She turned away as he sat down next to her.
"Here's your food." Gaara handed her the boxes.
She looked over her shoulder. "I...I don't...like gizzard."
Gaara showed her his own box and shook it. "I know. That's why I'm keeping it." She smiled and turned to face him. "I'm...sorry."
He bit the inside of his cheek. "I didn't like the restaurant anyway."
"You...you...didn't! But...I...I went through...through a ton...trying...to...find the...per...per..." Too late. Without finishing her sentence Sakura burst into another wave of tears. Gaara let her cry for a good four minutes before standing up.
"Come on. I'll walk you home." He took hold of her shoulders and pulled her up. She looked at him and gave him a weary smile, taking advantage of the situation she collapsed into his chest.
Gaara was taken unaware and just stood quietly, letting her wrap her arms around him in an embrace. "Sakura... it's getting late." He shuffled to the bench and picked up the boxes. With a free hand he tore her away from his shirt.
"Let's go." She nodded and grabbed her purse...and his elbow.
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"This is it." They stopped in front of her door. "My okaasan's not going to be home for until tomorrow afternoon."
"Do you have a key?" Sakura looked at him curiously, wondering if he didn't get the hint or if he was just blowing her off.
Sakura dug around in her purse and saw the key at the bottom. She stood quietly, deciding whether or not to say "yes" or "no."
Deciding that everything would work out, she pulled out the metal and nodded. "Here it is..."
"Good. Enjoy the rest of your night." Gaara turned and headed for the station. Sakura watched him make his way along the buildings. In an impulsive move, she dropped everything and ran to catch up.
"Gaara! Gaara wait!" He spun around just as she was about to reach him. She grabbed his shirt and neck, pulling him forcefully into a kiss. Stunned wouldn't cover what he was feeling.
Her tongue ran over his lips, begging for entry that he refused to give. Seeing as the lip thing wasn't working, Sakura pressed his face onto her neck, yet he didn't give in and caress her.
"C'mon Gaara." She gasped and ran her hands down his back. "Don't you want me?" Somehow he managed to move to the side of the building and he slammed her against it. Sakura broke away but continued to reach out for him.
"Gaara! What are you..." Gaara grabbed both of her wrists and pinned her against the brick. Sakura wriggled but continued to smile.
"You do like me!" She panted and strained her neck for another kiss. "Stop it!" He shook her wrists forcefully.
"Huh?"
"You heard me. I don't like you! And I don't know what's wrong with you, but I'm not interested in helping fix it."
He spat to the side, trying to rid himself of the lingering kiss. His grip loosened on her and she dropped to the sidewalk as he wiped her lipstick from his mouth.
Gaara bent down picking up his box and glared at her. "Go home. And by the way, I'm not interested in a second date." Her jaw dropped and she grabbed pitifully at his legs. "No...no don't go!"
He shook his head. "Haruno Sakura, you're one of the most high maintenance and self absorbed girl I ever met. I remain single in hopes to avoid girls like you." With that as his final fairwell, he disappeared before her in a whirlwind of sand.
"WHAT! HIGH MAINTENANCE!"
Sakura screamed angrily as she jumped up and stormed into her house. Good thing I kept him at a distance! He's one of the last people I'd want to sleep with! Wait 'til the chatrooms hear about this!
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A/N: Suurrreee thing Sakura. Well, it was painful writing pieces of this, but I got through it! I hope that was fair enough bashing. I didn't want to go all out and have Gaara beat her, that wouldn't look to good for his reputation. And I think humiliation is a better way to bash someone, not with brute force. ; P
