Black and White
Sunaday's Dreams
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That night I had a strange dream. I was in the painting. The one with the goddess and the dragon. Only I was on the dragon. I was flying through the stars. Then I fell. As I fell all these voices came and spoke in ancient enchanted languages. Surprisingly I could understand them clearly. They were saying "Save him." over and over. I look around and saw another person falling beside me.
It was Gaara. His eyes were closed and his breathing was slow and even. I called out to him to wake up. He stayed in his same comatose state. I frantically yelled because we were nearing the ground. He still didn't wake up. I closed my eyes and waited for the fatal impact.
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I sat bolt upright in my bed. Well, Gaara's bed. I smiled as I remembered the previous day. I stretched and looked around. Gaara was once again gone. I sighed and stood up.
I walked across the room and looked out the window. It was just getting light outside. Wait. Wasn't today Sunday? That meant I was late. Late for church!
I sun around frantically, trying to think of what to do. Just then Gaara decided to make his entrance. "What are you doing?" He asked in that flat voice of his. "Uh, well I'm tring to figure out what to do because I'm late to church." and the I yelled in a pannicked voice, "And I don't even know where the church is!"
Gaara smirked and said, "You're lucky. The cermon starts in thirty minutes. And the church is just down the street." I sighed in relief and started to look for my sunday dress. Finding it I ran out and went to the wash room.
Upon arrival there was no one there. I thanked the gods for that and showered. Once finnished I put on my dress. It was a black gress with spagetti straps that went a littlebove my knee and the skirts flared slightly. I rushed into the room and grabbed my shoes. They were soft sole shoed that looked like slippers, but they had a ribbon that you wrap around your legs. They looked like ballarina shoes, but black.
Once I had laced them up I brushed my hair. I brushed it to where the banged fringed my face, giving me an almost emo look. Smiling I turned to Gaara and asked, "So, is it okay?"
He had the most peculiar look on his face. Somewhere between his usual look and shock, I think. He only nodded and looked away. I wonder what that was all about. Anyway, I asked him, "Are you gonna go?" "No." he said in a slightly rude tone. I rolled my eyes at this and asked in the same tone, "Why?"
He just shook his head and said, "You better hurry or you'll really be late." Realizing he was right I ran to the door, calling over over my shoulder, "Watch my guitar for me!"
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When it was over I headed outside. I had made it on time, surprisingly, and everything went well. When I walked out the front door I saw the least likely person you could see near a church. Even less likely than Gaara. It was Sasuke. He looked me up and down, and said, "Hey baby, I missed you."
That was probably the grossest thing anyone had ever said to me in my whole life. I grimaced and stepped back a few feet. Sasuke stepped foreward and tried to reach out and toutch me. I stepped back again and ran into something, or rather someone's, chest. I turned to say sorry but my breath caught in my throat. I ahd run into Gaara. And he looked so... so beautiful! The sun was shining on his back, tracing his body in a yellow glow. He looked like and angel. Also, he had my guitar with him!
I smiled and hugged him. Obviosly uncomfortable he pushed me off and handed me my most valuable possesion. Sasuke then spoke out. "Back off. She belongs to me." He said in a rather smugg voice. He was completely delutional. Maybe we could take him to a therapist. I started to laugh at the thought. They both looked at me like I was crazy and Sasuke turned and left.
"What's so funny?" Gaara asked when we started to leave. I smiled and said, "Oh nothing. Nothing at all."
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I had prsuaded Gaara to go with me to a movie. Well, more like I begged him untill he said yes, except he got to pick the movie. When we got there Gaara picked the bloodiest movie there. That was fine by me. I love scary movies.
We skipped the refreshments and headed to our seats. We sat down in the verry back row and waited for it to start. Of course I had my guitar with me so I had to situate it. It was a really noisy ordeal too. I couldn't get it to saty standing so Gaara grabbed it and put it beside him. I smiled at him and he just turned his head. Sighing I sank down in my seat.
During the whole movie I stayed like that. Just sluched down in my seat. I didn't move once. When it was over I stood up and sat back down. My legs were stiff and my neck hurt from the angle I had it bent at. I rubbed my neck and waited for Gaara to get my guitar and head out.
I stretched and asked, "So what do you want to do now?" We had walked aimlessly and ended up in the middle of town where all the shoppes were. Only I didn't want to shop. I had no money. "Let's go back to the school." Gaara said in a commanding tone. I didn't object so we headed back, be skipping and walking backward, him glaring and carrying my guitar still.
When we were back in our room I got my guitar from him and we both sat down on our seperate beds. I layed down and asked, "Hey Gaara, how come you don't have any friends?" I had been wanting to ask this sort of question since I first heard about him in Tsunade's office. He glanced at me and said, "I'll tell some other time."
I was thrilled! At lest he didn't go off on me or just flat out refuse to answer. I ssmiled and looked over at him. He had that damned book again! "Ugh, Gaara is that all you do? Read that horrid book? That's so boring." I said, hoping to get on his nerves. "Yes." was all he said.
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The day was going uneventfully so I deided to take a nap. While I slept I had that strange dream again. The one with the dragon and the strange voices calling out to me. Again as I fell I looked over and saw Gaara sleeping while he fell. I called out to him multiple times getting no response each time. As the ground neared I let out a piercing scream.
I opened my eyes to find Gaara standing over me clutching my arms. I was panting as I asked, "What happened?" He sat down on my bed and said, "You were calling out in your sleep. You were yelling my name and then you screamed." I blinked and looked to see if he was serious. He was. He stood up and went over to his bed.
I curled up and faced away from him. I was trembling. That dream... it scared me. It was like I was supposed to save Gaara but I didn't know how. I drifted back to sleep thinking about that and what it could mean. For it had to mean something, didn't it?
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Okay so that was short but you know. I try. Sorry if it sucked. I havn't written in a while I was having to adjust to it again. Well anyways there you go. Again, sorry if it sucked. It was more of a filler chapter than anything. r&r for me please.