Sorry about the horrible wait, hopefully I'll have two chapters up tonight.
Not much happening in this one, hopefully the next one the fire will start igniting between the two.
R&R!
To say that everything was hectic was an understatement, everything was in completely chaos was an understatement as well. Hell, with the way things were going, it did seem as if the end of the world was just around the corner.
Sakura had fainted upon actually hearing the message out loud, her head almost coming into contact with the hard tile floor if it were not for the quick reflexes of a certain red head. Naruto was throwing a tantrum, the phone broken against the wall, small sparks shooting from it as it gave the last of the power to the keypad light.
"I can't fucking believe him! Once I get my fucking hands on him…I FUCKING SWEAR!!" Naruto was seething, giving up on stomping his foot and preferring to wear a hole in Gaara's fine carpet.
"Naruto, what the hell is going on?" Of course the owner of said apartment would want to know what was going on. A girl fainted, who was now being held in his arms and being carried to the couch. Surprisingly she was very light, almost as if she weighed nothing.
Gaara set the rosette down, careful of her head, he made sure that she was on the couch before he turned back to Naruto, who in the 5 seconds he had turned his back, was sitting on the ground cross legged, and holding his head in his hands.
"I knew I should've done something…"
"Naruto!" That was the first time Gaara had ever raised his voice to the blond, well other then when they were fighting of course.
The man looked up, his blue eyes glazed over, "It's Sasuke."
"And that is…" Gaara was feeling extremely impatient, from the sound of the message, this Sasuke guy was watching Sakura, in HIS apartment. Something that he would not stand for.
"He's Sakura's ex…" Naruto inhaled, and paused, as if trying to find a way to word his thoughts, "He's…A little crazy to put it nicely…"
Again, impatience was rearing its head inside Gaara; his questions were not getting answered. The red head glared at the blond, half tempted to strangle the poor boy, of course it would be more trouble then it's worth, but the thought was somewhat reassuring.
"He was locked away for about 5 years, it wasn't prison if that's what your thinking." Naruto was of course right on the bat, "He went crazy, for what ever the hell reason, and just went psycho on everyone!" With arms thrown in the air, Naruto sighed, obviously this bothered him greatly.
"Sakura broke up with him when he was committed, and that was apparently what sent him of the edge of the rocker. He started sending her letters, calling her late at night. How that fucker got near a phone, is beyond me. She had to move, change her number, and find a new job." He buried his head in his hands again, leaning slightly forward so his elbows rested against his knee's.
Gaara nodded, listening. If this was going to happen in his apartment, he had every right to be involved. And besides, he strangely felt protective of the girl, more then likely it was because she was Naruto's friend, and Naruto was an important person to him.
"She hasn't always worked in the shit hole hospital, she used to be the Leading Surgeon at some great hospital…Fuck, why can't I remember the name!" Blond locks scattered as he shook his head. "Now the fuckers back, and who knows what he'll do."
A groan, then another curse, "She won't be able to go to work now, more then likely he knows her exact schedule!"
"Well obviously we need to figure out something."
Naruto shook his head furiously, "No way, you're not getting involved, last person who got to close to her other then me, is DEAD." The last part he emphasized by running his finger over his neck and sticking his tongue out.
"Too late." It was simple to Gaara, just get rid of the problem. Sure, he didn't want to be involved, but the shear fact that again, someone was looking into his Condo without his permission sent him on the edge. How long had Sasuke been watching? Was his place now bugged? If and where are the camera's hidden?
"We will discuss it when the girl wakes, until then, try not to worry. I will make a phone call and see what I can have done." Gaara had already pulled out his sleek phone, pushing a single button, obviously speed dial. The blond simply nodded his head, finally deciding to stand up and walk over to the unconscious occupant of the couch.
Gaara had moved into another room, talking quietly on the phone, Naruto strained to hear what he was saying, but it was impossible, obviously the red head expected him to try because his voice disappeared as the door to the room he entered shut.
A curse and the blue eyed blond flopped down on the ground next to the couch, his face close to Sakura's. He looked at her softly, his hand reaching up and running over the flawless skin of her cheek. He couldn't stop the chuckle that erupted from his throat. The memory of the horrible acne this poor girl used to have shining clearly in his head.
When she woke up, she had a hard time remembering where she was. The last thing Sakura remembered was the message on the phone, then Naruto reading it out loud. Moving into a bed simply made for a king was not part of that memory. The silk sheets were obviously expensive, and the double king bed was not something that could fit in Naruto's apartment.
A thought struck her, and panic flooded her system. Her clothes! Throwing the thin sheet away from her, relief taking over as she realized that she was still wearing what she had fainted in. Fainted? A slender brow rose, since when did the great Sakura Haruno faint?
A few self scolding's and telling off's and the pink haired woman left the bed, she needed to find out where she was. From the light outside it was obviously dark, how long had she been out for? The door that led out of the room was cracked, and it was dark out in what she could only guess was the hallway.
Her bare feet padded softly against the carpet, screw the color, it was to dark and now was not the time to care! Two doors down she could see a cracked door with a light from what must have been a lamp shining dimly. Sakura needed to find out where the hell she was, so she crept closer to it.
Just as she reached the door, her hand almost against the material of the portal, someone grabbed her roughly. In an instant, she found herself pushed face first into a wall, her arm twisted roughly behind her back and a hand wrapped tightly around her neck.
"What….Sakura?" She was let go, her hand shooting up and rubbing the sore spot on her forehead.
"What are you doing out of bed? It's late." The serious tone, even if she only had known him for a short time, she could recognize blindly.
"Are you always that rough with the girls that are brought into your home?" It was half meant as a joke, one that he caught and his mouth did twitch slightly, Sakura could see it in the dim lighting. At least what she had said had lightened the mood.
"Usually by the time I have them against the wall, they are screaming for me, not at me." A blush attacked Sakura's cheeks, an image appearing in her head. No! She did not need to be thinking like this! It was not the time!
"Anyway," Gaara began sensing the inner turmoil, "You need to go back to bed, it's about 4 in the morning."
"What are you doing up?" She couldn't stop herself, if he was telling her to go to bed like a child, she could at least ask him why the hell he wasn't in bed.
"I don't sleep much. Don't worry about it, go to bed."
It was clearly day when she awoke again, the fact that the sun that managed to sneak its way past the blinds, seemed to find it hilarious to dance on her sleeping form and cause her to sweat.
The sticky feeling of the sheet caused her to groan, she needed a shower, and maybe Gaara would humor her and let her take one? Surely his would be amazing compared to her small compact, in the corner, tiny faucet thing she called a shower.
Sakura stretched, trying to ignore her sticky clothes. The sun was lucky that she couldn't curse it; otherwise, it would be miserable. Maybe an eternal wedgie? The thought brought a small smile to her face, but then another thought. Naruto was rubbing off on her.
Up and out of the room, a hand running through her hair and one scratching her backside. She wanted to growl, the damnable itch wouldn't go away and she couldn't fully get it through her jeans without just sticking her hand down her pants. Which was not an option with two people, men no less, around somewhere.
The hall way was a shorter stretch then she remembered, of course, last night when she had walked down it, it had been dark and she had been man handled. Sakura ran a hand through her hair, the rose colored locks untangling around her fingers. A shower was quickly moving onto the top of her "to do" list.
The scene that greeted her upon entering the main room was that of Naruto snoring loudly and halfway on the couch; His legs over the top, and his head resting against his shoe on the floor. A smile spread over the doctors' face, only Naruto.
A small cough pulled her from her thoughts and she turned on her heels, coming face to face with the red head.
"You're up early."
The smile appeared on her face again, though this time, along with a slight almost unnoticeable blush, "How early is it?"
Gaara looked down at his expensive watch, which looked out of place considering he was wearing a pair of blue sweat pants and a simple white T-shirt.
"Nearly 10."
"What? Nearly 10?" Sakura almost sounded panicked, "I've never slept past 8 since high school!" Her hands immediately shot up towards her head, a groan escaping her thin throat.
"I'm late for work!!" Pink locks were soon being tugged at, "I can't be late! I'll never get out of that place if I'm not perfect!" She began racing to the corner where she had left her things the following night, grabbing her shoes, keys and purse.
"I can't believe this, I still have to run home, get dressed. Oh my god! What am I going to do!"
Gaara looked at her, blinking twice, trying to decide if it was wise for him to try to get her attention in this frenzied state that she was in. Might as well get it over with, and with a sigh he stepped in front of her as she rushed past him again.
"You're not going in today."
Ok, maybe that wasn't the right way to say it. Her eyes widened, and her mouth set in a thin line. Slowly her posture changed, legs spreading slowly, and her shoulders squaring.
"What?" Her tone flat and her eyes set dead on him. Immediately Gaara felt as if his decision was the wrong one, and he regretted it; not something he did often. Mentally Gaara slapped himself for not heeding Naruto's warning when he had warned him of her short temper when stressed.
"I mean, Naruto called your work, told them that you needed time to yourself because of an emergency."
As if he had pushed a button, flames shot from her eyes and she turned her whole body towards the poor man sleeping on the couch. A single almost ungodly huge step for someone her size and she was standing above the snoring blond.
"Oh Naruto…" Her voice sickly disguised as sweet an innocent.
The green eyed, red haired man let out an uncharacteristic strangled gasp, Sakura had her purse raised and was swinging it down towards Naruto's head.
"Wake up you idiot! You have some explaining to do!" The thwacking noise echoed around them, even continued when Naruto had sat up and started to scream for her to stop.
"I'm awake! Stop! Ok! Ok! OW! Woman! Chill out!"
A vein twitched in her forehead, "What did you call me!?" and again the beating started up.
Even though Gaara found the situation almost funny, it needed to come to an end. So he steeled himself, knowing that when he tried to stop her, more then likely her temper would be set upon him. When he had moved, coming up behind her and grabbing the offending purse when she had swung it up again, from her hands, what happened next was not what he expected.
She fell to the floor, in front of Naruto, her face buried in her hands, and her shoulders shaking as she sobbed, "What am I going to do?"
Naruto had moved quickly turning himself over with a thud on the floor, scrambling over and trying to comfort the crying woman.
"Sakura it's going to be-UGH!"
With almost inhuman strength Sakura had pushed Naruto away, looking up at him through the tears pooling in her green eyes, "NO! It's not going to be ok!"
"You remember how it was last time Naruto! I couldn't even take a fucking shower!" She slouched over further if possible, "I won't be able to live any more…He's going to be there, and there's nothing I can do about it."
The defeated tone in her voice bothered Gaara, it wasn't like her. Somehow he knew this in the short time he knew her, and it wasn't something that he wasn't going to accept.
"You can stay at my smaller condo until things are figured out." The way he spoke left no room for argument, though the way Sakura sat back up, clearly she was going to give one.