He escorted me home that night, me walking right beside him as we strode silently back to the motel. I was beaming brightly as we walked up to the door and paused a moment, we turned to face each other and I looked at my feet, blushing. His gaze was always so powerful, it could make me into a child or a woman depending on what he wanted from me. Finally I heard Sasuke's voice ringing out from inside the room, "I DON'T CARE WHERE SHE IS!! SHE'S LATE AND I'M GOING TO GET HER!" I sighed and shook my head.
"I should hurry and get inside." I said softly, turning to walk into the room, but feeling a hand grab my wrist. I turned back to Gaara, he was watching me expectantly, like he knew what was supposed to happen but had no idea as to how it should be done. I smiled at him, "I'll see you tomorrow." Then, just as Sasuke emerged from the motel room I found myself planting an innocent kiss upon Gaara's soft lips. Not but a peck with tightly sealed lips, but it was enough to get a reaction from our unexpected spectator.
"YOU!!" Sasuke's angry voice came from behind me. I pulled away from Gaara, who wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me to him protectively as I turned to face Sasuke. "What do you think you're doing?!" I looked from Sasuke to Gaara, not sure which one of us Sasuke was speaking to, though it could have been both of us. "I told you to be back at six and it's seven-thirty!" He was yelling at me.
"I know, Uke-chan, I have a job to do and it just happened to take a bit longer than usual today." I said, brushing my hair back nonchalantly. I had nothing to worry about unless Gaara decided to get offended.
"I don't think a kiss is in your job description!" Sasuke yelled, he sounded like a mother hen. Hell, he sounded like I do when my friends act like whores, I should remember to apologize to them for that. "Get inside, now, I want to talk to you."
"Gods, Uke-chan, you sound like my father." I said softly, "I'm coming, I swear I'm not gonna run off. Go inside I'm following you." After he had disappeared, though reluctantly I gave Gaara a hug and said I would see him again in the morning. He nodded and I joined Sasuke and Lee in their room, closing the door behind me. "So," I said with crossed arms, "what's the problem?"
"What's the problem?!" Sasuke repeated, sounding shocked, "The problem is you and that freak!"
"Excuse me, Uke-chan, 'that freak', as you so delicately put it, has a name. So use it."
"I don't have to! I have every right to call him a freak! I have every right to insult anyone who tries to take what is rightfully mine."
I paused, eyes wide in disbelief, and I stared at him for a moment before narrowing my eyes at him. "Excuse me, Uke-chan? What is rightfully yours?" I shook my head at him, "ah-ah. I don't think so. I don't belong to you or any other person, and when did you ever ask me if I felt anything beyond friendship toward you?" he opened his mouth but I interrupted, "No. Don't speak. Because whenever you speak I can feel my IQ dropping. You sound stupid when you talk. You've always been stupid, ever since I first saw you. Actually, the very first time I laid eyes on you, I hated you. You, Mr. Perfect. Mr. Bishonen, but what no one ever sees is where you are flawed. I know what flaws you have, because I'm not in denial like everyone else. You're rude, disrespectful, possessive, you have a terrible judge of character, you're arrogant and self-absorbed, you're always getting into fights that you know you're going to lose, and to put a cherry on top, you're just plain STUPID! So don't try to tell me what I can and cannot or will and will not do, because you have no control over me, if anything I have all of the control over you and if I don't, I should because you've never made a good decision in your entire life!" After my rant I stormed out of the room and nearly broke down the door to mine, Kurumi's, and Kaoru's room, causing a half-naked Itachi to fall off the bed he had been sitting in. Kurumi, though, was in the shower at the moment, I could see the steam coming from under the bathroom door.
"Tsukasa, I haven't seen you in a while, where have you been?" he asked, sounding disinterested, but probably trying to keep himself looking cool even while rubbing the pain out of his ass as he stood from the floor. I grabbed his cloths from the dresser and threw them at him, he caught them, a look of confusion on his face.
"I'm kicking you out, I need some sleep. Go tell Kaoru to get her Hispanic ass in here now, and do me a favor."
"Yeah?"
"Kill your brother for me." With that I shoved him out the door, carrying his cloths and dressed only in his boxers.