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Gaara walked down the street, trying to ignore the calls of Lynn. What the hell did she want? He paused to let her catch up.
"Where are you going?" she asked, kneeling down to catch her breath. He started walking again, Lynn following close behind.
"Our community service isn't done yet!"
"So."
"But you can't just walk out…" Lynn gave, throwing her hands up in frustration. "Fine then. Don't come crying to me when you get it trouble. Stupid idiot."
Suddenly Gaara turned around, eyes flashing. "What did you say?"
Lynn waved her hands in front of her, sweat dropping. "N-nothing Gaara-sama." she said, laughing nervously.
"Yo!! Hold up you guys!" Ino screamed from the other side of the street. Soon, the six teenagers were together again.
"We're going to go to the carnival tonight. Wanna come?" Gaara shrugged and Lynn shook her head.
"We're not done with the c. service." Naruto waved his hand off.
"Come on! The carnival's leaving tomorrow!"
"Well, I guess so. Ditching one day won't hurt. Besides, I already did half of the service."
Ino and Sakura beamed. "Yes!" They looked over at Gaara, who was already walking away.
"Yo! Don't you want to come too?" Naruto asked loudly. Gaara waved his hand back at them as his only answer.
"Who stuck a stick up his ass today?" Naruto asked loudly, too loudly. Almost immediately, Gaara was next to him again.
"What did you say?" he asked coldly, his anger barely restrained.
Naruto didn't look the least bit intimidated. "I said, 'who stuck up a stick up your ass today?'"
"Ehehehe…there's really no need to fight over that little thing…" Sakura said nervously.
Gaara snorted and looked away.
"Wow…is he really that sensitive?" Lynn asked aloud. As soon as she finished her sentence, there was a loud growl.
Gaara was glaring at her now.
Damn it. She said silently.
"Right, um…I think I should go home now," she said nervously, straining to get as far as possible from Gaara.
Out of nowhere, the redhead smirked. "Fine, I'll go."
The teenagers stared confusedly at him. "What?" Naruto asked, clearly surprised.
"I said I'll go." He flashed Lynn an evil smirk. All she could do was stare at him wide-eyed.
He wants to bother me. When I'm trying to have some fun, he's going to get more revenge on me and bother me. That little selfish, spoiled brat. One day, he'll regret ever messing with me…
"Hey Lynn, are you okay?"
She had been so deep in thought, she didn't notice the tension she was giving off. "What, oh yeah...Uhh, what time should we meet?"
"We'll be there about eight," Ino said.
The teenagers departed, each going separate directions. Lynn decided to go to the park, to cool off some air. She had to think of a plan to make Gaara give her necklace back without pissing him off too much.
Maybe I should steal it? she thought. She could always sneak into his house, wherever that was, and steal it while he's peacefully sleeping.
Of course, there's the other thought. Bother him until he gets annoyed and gives her the necklace. But she doubted he'll get annoyed so easily.
So what should I do? She pouted sadly, sitting on a bench by herself. It was getting colder and colder. It looked like it might rain later on.
"Hey, are you okay?" Lynn looked up. It was Temari.
"I don't know," she answered sadly. "I just don't get why he's so mean to me. And then he takes my things and I have to spend almost everyday with him and now he wants to ruin my life in the carnival and I just can't take it anymore!" she yelled to her, finally venting some air. Breathing heavily, she looked back down.
"Um…are you talking about Gaara?" Temari asked cautiously, trying to get her attention. Too bad Lynn was too clueless, staring at the depressing colored cement.
"Who else would I be talking about?" she yelled out. "He is so…"
"I'm so what?" Lynn looked behind her. Gaara was gazing at her, absolutely devoid of any emotion.
She turned back to Temari, who had an I-tried-to-get-your-attention-but-you-wouldn't-listen look.
Lynn was very emotional, and right now, she was about ready to cry. The one time she had a chance to play basketball, she couldn't. She comes to a new school with someone pissed off at her on the first day. Then, she still has to watch out for Krista. Plus, she had a very unnecessary bruise on her wrist. Then, she gets detention with an emotionless, sensitive, boy who's supposedly famous for something he did in elementary school. Also, she wants to go to a carnival but a redhead might annoy her for revenge. Like he hasn't had enough of that. He took her most beloved jewel! And most of these events revolve around one person, Gaara.
"You're so cool," she sighed out depressingly.
Temari glared at Gaara with a what-did-you-do-now look. He's face stayed emotionless.
Giving Gaara a you-better-fix-this look, Temari left the teenagers alone.
Gaara had gone home but decided to follow his sister to the park, where she mostly hangs out. It was by pure chance they saw Lynn, sitting on a bench by herself, alone, in cold weather, without a jacket, looking depressed. Temari had made her way to her without a second thought, Gaara taking another direction to eavesdrop.
So now here he was, with an emotional girl in front of him. He took a seat on her bench but kept some distance. Gaara looked at her sad, little cute face gazing intently at the ground.
"Tell them I'm not going to the carnival anymore," she said suddenly. Gaara's face hardened a little but remained stoic.
"Why?" he asked, with just a hint of curiosity. Lynn's depressed eyes look up and quickly looked back down. He'll see my emotions. she thought silently.
"Because it's…" She looked around, trying to find a good excuse. "Very cold," she finished lamely.
Gaara stared at her disbelievingly. "Look at me," he ordered. She didn't.
"Look at me," he repeated more harshly. She still didn't.
"Look. At. Me."
Finally, sad eyes looked at him. Sad, hollow, eyes.
"Are you okay?" He didn't know what else to say. He had never felt so guilty before. And why did he feel guilty? He didn't know.
Lynn's eyes suddenly welled up with emotion. Tired, angry, mad, misunderstood, sad, depressed, and more. Gaara's eyes widened slightly in surprise. But he kept his stoic mask on.
Lynn, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. She had been bottling up her anger since Gaara took her necklace. People asking her if she's okay only made it worse. This was the third time today someone asked if she's okay. And of all the people, it was Gaara. The source of most of her anger. Her emotions had just erupted.
"Am I okay?" she repeated cruelly.
"Do I look okay?" she asked, pointing to her depressed face. "Of course I'm okay. I mean, other than the fact that I have detention for the next three weeks with you, me having to watch out for some girl who wants revenge, me getting my trying to get my necklace back from you, me having to act like I'm lower than you—she pointed a finger on his chest—, and with me having to deal with my family, I've never been better!"
The tears threatening to fall fell. She had never revealed so much emotion in her life before. And she had made a promise to never cry again. But here she was crying, in front of some spoiled boy with a bad reputation, who already has control over her. This was just giving him another reason to embarrass her in their school. And another good blackmail.
Getting up and angrily wiping some tears away, she started to run from Gaara.
She hadn't gone two steps when his strong hand clamped her elbow tightly. He turned her body towards him so they were facing each other, barely any space between them.
"Let me go," she said quietly, trying to break away from his tight grasp. She hit and pushed against his chest in a vain attempt.
"Not until you tell me what's wrong," he said coldly.
She stopped pounding on his chest momentarily to look up at his emotionless face. He was so…empty.
Despite all the things that happened to her, she couldn't stay too cold or too emotionless for long. For some reason, she always needed to be feeling something. Whether it was being angry, sad, happy. She always needed to feel.
Gaara was like her opposite. From the few weeks she had known him, he was emotionless. The only time he displayed emotions was when he was angry, mostly towards her. She didn't know it until now but she admired his isolated attitude.
Silent tears fell mutely on the ground. She shook her head and pushed away from him.
"Let me go," she repeated a little loudly, still hitting his chest.
His grip never faltered. After some time, she finally stopped. But the tears didn't. They remained falling. A hand gently wiped them away.
She turned her face away from him. He looked so uncaring but acted so caring. His surprisingly soft hands caressed her tear-stricken face.
"What's wrong?" he asked more gently than she thought he would. But he still sounded cold. Once again, she looked up to meet his gaze.
It was so empty, except looking a little more worried.
Without breaking their gaze, he took something out his pocket. She looked down at his hand, something clamped tightly in his fist. He finally let go of her and thrust his hand forward. It opened to reveal her necklace.
Author's Note: Ta-da! So, what do you think? I finally updated, and I tried to do my best on this chapter just for you guys. I felt guilty for not updating in so long. Just tell me what you think and I'll be happy! Read&Review!