-Songs about You-
Hiiii I'm so happy you guys like my story! I'm sorry that it's sad? I like writing/reading/watching dramatic/sad stories/movies that make me cry. I don't know why either! DX Haha! So anyways, here's chapter four of Songs about You!
Oh, just to let you know, Sakura ages one year each boyfriend. She stared at sixteen with Neji, seventeen with Sasuke, then she was eighteen with Kakashi. Guess what? She's nineteen with Gaara! Yay!
I've been thinking lately. Of all my twelve boyfriends, you are the only one who doesn't have a song. Twelve Sakura couples
Warnings: No Yuri, Swearing, sexual thoughts/actions/implications, and… uhm some other stuff? Like OOC! Yay?
Disclaimers: I own… Nothing! Not the songs, the anime! Nope, nothing. All the songs are © Avril Lavigne. Naruto is © Kishimoto, of course! And all the pairings… sorta belong to fangirls/fanboys? xD
Please, please, please enjoy!
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Songs about You
He Wasn't
GaaSaku
It was Saturday, thank god. The read headed Kazekage sighed softly. But it was late. Sprawled across the dark sheeted bed was none other than… Haruno Sakura. What was she doing at the Kazekage's house, in his room, you ask? Well, the nineteen year-old was his girlfriend, of course! Lazy seafoam eyes drifted over to the pinkette, scanning her, almost. The reason he'd said yes to comfort her still baffled him completely. Well, actually, he had sorta asked her.
Really long Flash back time! x3
The girl had come to him, hard as a stone on a mission to help with an illness that his sister was having trouble with. Her shining, happy gray/turquoise eyes seemed to have dulled slightly and hardened. But not in an angry way like his or Uchiha Sasuke's. More like a saddened way. When he'd come to check on his sister, he found Haruno Sakura staring at a picture of her old sensei, sobbing.
When he'd asked what was wrong, she turned around so quickly that her head collided with his chest, and she began to cry into him. He was shocked, not knowing what do. Instead, he did what he'd seen in the drama things that Temari watched. He wrapped his arms around her, rubbing her back. She stared up at him, and yelped, scrambling out of his grasp.
"GomennesaiKazekage-sama!Ididn'tknowitwasyou!Gomennesai!" she cried, her eyes wide. He stared at her, quirking one of his no-existent eyebrows.
"Why were you crying?" he asked, his tone like it always was. Rather flat and uncaring.
"W-what?"
"Why were you crying? Are you going to make me repeat myself a third time, Sakura-san?" in his voice, she could hear a hint of annoyance. He was just Sasuke. He never liked to repeat himself.
"My… my old sensei, Kakashi died just recently…" she explained in a soft voice.
"And you had a special relationship with Kakashi-san?" she blushed, nodding her head, pointing her head down. "Were you… his lover?" the word was rather new to him, but he knew what it meant. Her blush, if possible, got even deeper in colour, and she nodded. "Did he die on a mission?" her blush was slowly fading, and she had picked her head up. She nodded a third time. "I'm… sorry?" it was rather a question, but she smiled weakly.
"No need to apologize, it wasn't your fa—" he cut her off with something that resembled a glare, but not quite as… mean.
"No… it sort of was. The mission he was sent on had to do with Sunagakure," she froze. He didn't tell her that. She grit her teeth momentarily, but then let it go. "I'll… uhm…" this was the first time she'd seen the Kazekage so flustered. He even had a small blush rising on his cheeks. "I mean, if you want…" what was he trying to ask?
"Gaara, are you asking Sakura-chan out?!" both red head and pink head craned their necks to the right, where Temari had sparkles in her eyes. Sakura's face turned a deep pink colour, and Gaara's followed with a lighter colour.
"T-t-t-temari-san! W-w-why would you s-s-s-say something like t-t-t-that?!" Sakura cried, burying her face in her hands.
"It's kinda obvious, chika," she stated flatly.
"I-is this t-true, Kazekage-sama? Y-you want to…" she thought for a moment. "'Replace' Kakashi?" Gaara pointed his eyes at the ground for a moment, then nodded. "Then yes, Gaara-san. I accept your proposal," not that he'd asked to marry her or anything. Just asked to be her boyfriend.
End. DX
But he couldn't really grasp the concept of girlfriend and boyfriend. He just couldn't get it. He'd asked Temari- since she'd been in a relationship with Nara Shikamaru for about three years now- but it was no use. She rambled on about chocolates, flowers, hugs and kisses. But he knew that couldn't have been right. So he went to his- very surprised- older brother, Kankurou. He'd been dating the blonde haired girl- Yamanaka Ino- for about a year now.
He didn't help very much either. He just kept talking about how you have to appeal to what your girl liked and comfort her when she's sad. He'd done that numerous times. He appealed to her likings- which were watching rather sappy movies and training- and he'd comforted her every time the thought of Kakashi got into her head. But it didn't just feel right. He felt like just a replacement. Like how Sai was a replacement for Uchiha Sasuke.
Most of the time, he couldn't spend time to her, let along open the door to chat with her. He was the Kazekage. He couldn't help it. And most of the time, he'd finally get off working and come to his room. What did he find? Sakura sprawled across the bed, sleep talking. But really, she was sleep singing. On of her favourite songs. And every time he heard the end, he heard his name uttered like in growl. He just wasn't good enough. Not good enough for her.
"Gaara? Can I come it?" her voice drifted through the wood of his door, and looked at the paperwork. He only had a few more to do.
"Yes, you can," she opened the door and shuffled into the office, making sure to close the door. She sat down in one of the chairs beside the desk and sighed, putting her chin in her hands, her elbows propped up on her knees. "Something wrong?"
"Yea, actually. I know you were just trying to help… and you've done all you can. The trauma's gone, and I'm getting happier everyday. I just don't think… we work out," she explained, talking rather slowly, picking the right words. A small smile played on Gaara's lips.
"I had the same feeling."
There's no much goin' on, today
I'm really bored it's getting late
What happened to my Saturday?
Monday's comin', the day I hate
Sit on the bed alone, starin' at the phone
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no
He wouldn't even open up the door
He never made me feel like I was special,
He isn't really what I'm lookin' for
This is when I start to bite my nails
And clean my room when all else fails
I think it's time for me to bail
This part of you is getting stale
Sit on the bed alone, starin' at the phone
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no
He wouldn't even open up the door
He never made me feel like I was special
He isn't really what I'm lookin' for
Na na, na na na
We've all got choices
Na na, na na
We've all got voices
Na na, na na na
Stand up make some noise
Na na, na na
Stand up make some noise
Sit on the bed alone, starin' at the phone
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no
He wouldn't even open up the door
He never made me feel like I was special
He isn't really what I'm lookin' for
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no
He wouldn't even open up the door
He never made me feel like I was special
Like I was special
Like I was special
Cause I was special
Na na, na na na