2nd to last – feel sad.
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I dedicate this chapter to my friend Jack, because he is always there for me, just like Gaara is for Sakura.
Warning: It's going to get a bit lemony if you're under the age of 16 then read at own risk.
Disclaimer: I own the best friend anyone could ask for. I don't own Naruto though D8
Fitting In
Chapter 13 – The TruthHis arms loosen their tension around my body, as I finally managed to stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks.
Gently he eased me out of the small crevice in his shoulder in which I had been sobbing into, to look up into his bright green eyes.
"Sakura, what happened?" he asked softly.
His voice sounds so serious, edged with an aching concern that seemed to be tearing through his body and into mine.
I can't believe how much he cares.
"Well…" I started, but stopped.
How can I explain this without making him worry too much?
Well maybe I don't really need too right now … not with those 2 over there.
A couple of heads had appeared from behind a door, somewhere over Gaaras shoulder, peering into the hall in which we were now stood.
Gaara followed my gaze and frowned slightly at the sight of his 2 siblings ogling the scene before them, with a look of disbelief on their faces.
"Temari, Kankuro do you mind?" He hissed, taking his hands from my forearms and turning to face them with an icy glare on his face.
"No not really! You 2 having fun?" laughed the girl with bright blonde hair, scraped up into a few messy pigtails.
"Yeah because you know your only just 16 matey!" Cackled the brown haired boy with glam rock style makeup streaked down his cheeks and over his forehead, as he wagged a finger at us with a goofy grin on his mouth.
"Oh piss off would you!" the red head snapped as Temari and Kankuro started to suppress giggles of mirthless laughter.
I guess they weren't entirely used to Gaara having girls over.
"Umm Gaara can we talk somewhere … um … a little more … private?" I asked painfully, placing an arm on his in order to prevent him from throwing himself at his 2 older siblings like a bright ball of flaming anger.
"Wha? Oh yeah sure Sak, come on" he said motioning with his hand towards the stairs that he then proceeded to climb.
I followed leaving his brother and sister alone in the hall with looks of amusement on there smug faces.
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"Sak what's happened?" Gaara whispered softly as he steered me towards his unmade bed in the middle of his dark bedroom.
Looking at him was so painful, his eyes so full of concern it made my heart want to bleed.
Because I don't want to admit that he had been right and I had been wrong.
I don't want to admit that I should have trusted him all along.
But I have to explain.
Mouth opened and a whole bunch of emotional words just tumbled out.
I told him everything, the party, how Sasuke had been trying to get with me, how I'd refused, how I'd lost him, everything.
Ino and Sasuke.
Then my feelings.
How betrayed and hurt I had been.
I choke out my last few words in a strangled breath, fighting back the tears that are threatening to fall from my open eyes.
He's listened to my story with a look of disgust and sympathy etched on his face, and as I finished he pulled me close to his chest.
"Sak it's ok, you can cry" he murmured into my ear, his breath gently ticking against my neck.
Oh that's it, he's just being so nice!
I can't hold anything in anymore.
Tears just streamed out of my eyes in a massive cascade.
Not just because of what had happened, but also because I was so overwhelmed at his kindness.
Just like the old Gaara.
Gaara before he put me in hospital.
"You changed your hair back I see, it looks great" he suddenly said whilst stroking my cherry coloured locks.
"Heh … yeah I did! Well you know after … what happened I guessed it was safer!" I managed to chuckle, pulling myself out of his hold and crossing my legs on his bed opposite him.
His newly formed smile faltered at my statement.
I guess I shouldn't have mentioned that.
"Sakura, I am so sorry for what I did. You have no idea just how bad I've been feeling about it." he said, taking one of my hands in his, and gently stroking it with one of his fingers.
I sighed softly and leant forward my hand gently grazing against his cheek, staring right into his eyes.
"I know, it's ok. I just wish I knew exactly why." I said softly, I could feel his arms snaking around my stomach gently, pulling me onto his lap, but I pulled away quickly.
I wanted to say what I needed to say, before I let this go any further.
"Exactly why? Why I hurt you? Sakura I told you that I didn't even know it was you! I couldn't see your face properly and your hair was so different!" he exclaimed, trying to take my hand in his once more.
I gently eased it away.
"I know that, but that's not it. I want to know why you do it. Not just to me, to everyone, because if it hadn't been me that day then it would have been someone else. Why do you do it? You're a good person Gaara and yet you hang around all those idiots. You claim to be so dangerous but deep down I know who you are! I know how you are when we were together. Why on earth do you do this?" I asked.
I don't raise my voice, don't betray any emotion other than questioning in my eyes.
And I can tell that I have him.
He couldn't evade this, because I just knew.
I just know he wouldn't lie to me.
"Look Sakura it's a long story, and I don't really want you to know it" he sighed; rubbing his forehead and leaning back against the wall that his bed was pushed up against.
"Well I think you need to tell me" I replied softly, turning in my seat to face him.
A small sad smile in his face before he replied, "You'll judge me"
No I wouldn't
I knew all the rumours about him, I'd lived half of them, and I wanted the truth.
I wouldn't judge him.
I wasn't going to judge the boy that had listened and held me as I sobbed out my own troubles onto his shoulder.
We had been through so much together.
I loved him so much
I wouldn't judge him
"No Gaara I wont. Please just be honest with me."
"But … I can't … ok … no you're right. I'll tell you" he finally said.
I pulled my body up next to his, leaning my own back against the wall and dabbing slightly at the cut on my leg, before he finally began to speak again.
"The thing is, my life hasn't been much fun so far. So much crap has happened to me that it really isn't any wonder that I've ended up this way." He muttered, turning his head on the wall so he was looking in my face.
"When I was born my mum died. It wasn't anyone's fault; just one of those things, but Dad blamed me for it. He blamed me for the loss of his wife and because of that … well lets just say I have most of my physical scars for a reason."
Oh my god
He was abused?
What kind of sick fucker would do that to a child?
I felt for his hand and threaded my fingers through his own, gently squeezing to show my own silent support, as he carried on.
"Temari and Kankuro did as much as they could to help me out when I was at my worst, but they couldn't do much in case he turned on them too. I didn't want that to happen. Life was total hell, and when I was 10 it finally got too much. I turned to drugs. I know I was young, but when your high punches don't hurt as much."
"Oh Gaara" I whispered, clenching his hand tighter, "How did you get through it?"
"Heh! The old man kicked the bucket in the end! When I was about 11! Shame that he couldn't have done it earlier, when I wasn't hooked, so things got a lot worse. I was completely addicted to all sorts of crap, and it started to take its toll. I was hooked when I started high school, and it wasn't long before everyone knew what I did. The only clic that didn't shun me was the Greebos, because lets face it, they were all doing it too. I got into so much deep shit with them. They forced me into so much stuff. But I didn't question it, because it made me feel in control, I hit and hurt kids because it was the only thing I could control in my life. In the end it backfired on me. About 4 or 5 months back Kankuro decided to try and knock some sense into me in a corridor. I guess he'd finally had enough of watching me destroy myself."
Oh now it makes sense.
"So you ended up stabbing him, and getting excluded right?" I sighed, resting my head on his shoulder, hand still clasping his.
"Yeah, well I guess you know the rest! But just so you know I haven't touched anything since then. Kankuro almost died from that stab wound and trust me it was the wakeup call I needed. Meeting you helped too! You made me so happy and just so wanted; it helped me with my withdrawal symptoms. You saved me Sakura. I guess I caved just once when I was with you, and that led to you getting put in hospital. I was pretty high then and my brain just couldn't recognise you. I'm so sorry Sak I Just …"
His faced sort of tinged a pale red, and I couldn't help but giggle softly even though I felt like crying for him.
"You just?" I asked with a small smile.
He turned his head to look me right in the eye, twisting his body around so he was right in front of me.
His body was so close to mine, it made me tingle all over with this lovely feeling.
His free hand that I wasn't clasping found my own and threaded itself into it.
Fingers softly caressing the skin of my palms.
"You said you fell in love with me, and I hurt you. But the thing is Sakura; I fell in love with you too. I love you." He sighed softly, his face centimetres from mine.
Oh crap I can't breath.
This is all too perfect
"I love you so much" he sighed again.
His rough and tender lips gently brushed against mine. So soft and loving that I just melted into him with all the fibres in my body, kissing him back. The wet flesh of his tongue gently skimmed over the close in my mouth with a silent plea for opening.
I happily obliged to it.
His nose gently rubbed the side of my own, as his soft tongue explored my mouth with a strange desperation, as if he wanted to remember and memorise every single aspect of me in case I suddenly disappeared.
I ran my hands over his shoulders and into his hair, one hand gently caressing a few stray locks at the base of his neck, earning a gentle moan into my mouth.
His own hands ran down my sides, making my chest and stomach tingle at his fleeting touches, before his palms rested at the base of my back, pulling my close and causing us to fall sideways and onto the soft mattress, with my own body pressed against his.
I pushed my own tongue into his mouth and felt his teeth touch mine in a brief encounter.
I had wanted him so much.
You just have no idea how much I love him.
"Gaara… you … know … I … love … you … too" I muttered in between kisses, as he ran his hand up my back and under my shirt, gently pushing at the clasp on my bra strap, edging it open.
My shirt now stood in the way of my bare skin which he craved so much, and he an animalistic growl ricocheted out from his lips causing him to pull his mouth off of mine, before yanking the fabric over my head.
"Well someone's enthusiastic" I giggled, pulling my own hands down to the buttons on his shirt. One by one I pulled them open, to reveal his deliciously muscled torso.
God he was just so hot.
I felt my bra fly off of my shoulders, as Gaaras mouth found my neck, softly sucking on my skin, as his hand softly caressed one of my naked breasts.
I couldn't help but moan as he wrecked havoc on my senses.
Retaliating I ran my hands over the muscles on his back, tickling the area of skin in between his shoulder blades with the tip of my finger.
His mouth worked its way further down onto the skin of my chest, before replacing his hands on my breasts.
Oh my god, this guy is like a magician, how the hell can he make me fell like this?
He pushed me off of his chest and back onto the bed once more, gently pulling himself on top me, but lightly, almost as if he was scared of breaking me.
His mouth found one of my nipples and his teeth nibbled gently on the pink skin earning several more moans from my lips.
How unfair is it that I'm gaining so much pleasure.
Maybe it's time I did something for him.
I ran my hands along the edge of his jeans, and along the line of his groin, touching him on the hard mound situated in the obvious area, earning a kiss from gaaras mouth against my chest.
Oh I had him now.
My fingers edged open the button on his jeans and pulled down the zip, easing the material off of his muscled legs, towards his knees.
Ok this wasn't working I couldn't move them any further.
Wiggling out from underneath of his body, I gently pulled him over, straddling his hips so I was on top again.
The spring grass green of his eyes looked up at me questioningly and I giggled again.
Teemed with his extremely ruffled red hair he looked so hot with that bewildered look on his face!
I grabbed his jeans again and pulled them over his knees and off his legs completely, edging his socks off with them.
Now can I just say, that black Calvin Kline boxers look UNBELIVEABLY gorgeous on hot red heads like this one.
I think god loves me!
"Oh unfair Sak, now I'm practically naked, I think you need to lose the jeans too!" he growled cheekily, his own gentle hands reaching for my zipper and pulling my jeans over my hips, exposed my own underwear.
"Nice Sak, you have good taste," he laughed at my thong, as he pulled the jeans over my calf muscles and off of my feet.
"Owww!" I yelped, as his hand brushed against the deep cut on my leg.
"Oh sorry, sorry, are you ok?" Gaara asked looking at me with a slight concern.
"Yes I'm fine dummy, quit the worrying" I giggled, running a hand over the protruding lump on the front of his boxers.
"Oh Gaara I didn't realise how much you wanted me!" I laughed with mock surprise.
"Oh shut up Pinkie!" Gaara breathed in between his moans, as I grasped him through the black material of his underwear.
His own hand retaliated by running his hands up the soft skin of my inner thigh.
Oh I just can't believe how perfect this is
"God Sak I Love you so frikkin much!" Gaara breathed against my stomach.
"Oh please Gaara…"
Knock knock
"Ok you two would you quit the moans! I don't want anything over PG13 in my house!" Came a loud yell form the other side of Gaaras bedroom door.
"Ahh!" I yelped, pushing Gaara away from me and grabbing for a blanket.
"Calm down babe!" Gaara laughed, wrapping his arms around me before yelling "OH GO AWAY TEMARI!" at the door.
"What? Oh hell no Gaara I am not leaving until I know you two aren't going to do anything! NOT UNDER MY ROOF!!" The blonde yelled back.
"Oh go say that to Shikamaru why don't you!" The red head shouted
Oh say what?
Shikamaru?
"Wait Temari and Shika? But he's like 2 years younger than her!"
"Well yeah, but they've been at it for ages, bloody hypocrite!"
"Oh Shut Up Gaara!" came an angry hiss from the other side of the door.
But I could hear the footsteps walking away from the room.
"Well that was a cheep shot!" I laughed softly, pulling my arms up into his hair, as the blanket I was holding fell away again.
"Yeah but it worked, now where were we?" Gaara asked.
I couldn't help but smile, as I pulled my hands forward and reached for the waistband of his boxers.
This was going to be fun.
Pathetic excuse for lemon!! Only got some of the clothes off!
Hope it wasn't too explicit!
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