Abandon Memories

A GAARA LOVE STORY

I woke up to light peering in my window. The birds chirping happily as they sang to the world. I smiled. "This is going to be the day I find him." I whispered to myself. I rolled out of bed and strode into the bathroom. I turned on the water and stepped in. The cool water felt good against my skin as it drizzled down my curved body.

Once I was done washing and drying myself I woke up Sarah then began to pick out an outfit. Since working in the clothing store we had a lot of cloths now. I picked out tight black shorts with a small silver chain hanging from the belt loops. My shirt was red with different lengthened sleeves. Once sleeve was longer and baggier and the other was short and tight. It buttoned up to the left side and the collar was a low cut, but not too low, just enough to show off my cleavage.

Next I proceeded to the bathroom and started to put on my make-up. Once I was done I heard a crash. I ran into the kitchen to see that Sarah broke a cup. "Dumbass." I said smiling. She scowled at me. "Shut up Sneezy. May I remind you about that time when you sneezed in that stranger's face? On purpose I might add! The poor guy had no money! How could you sneeze right in his face?" she growled. "Hey! He was creepy." I said. "Anyway, we have to go work. Come on." I said grabbing my shoes and bag.

"But we haven't eaten yet!" complained Sarah. "We'll get something on the way now hurry up!" I yelled. Finally we saw a small food stand and bought some fruit then hurried to our jobs, munching quickly at our purchase.

Sarah and I were joking about a little saggy old lady that had come in to buy latex shorts and high-healed red pumps when the door opened and a woman with blonde hair stepped through. "Hello Miss, how may I help you? Any particular outfit or style you are looking for?" Sarah asked. The blonde lady smiled. "Um, no. My brother here," she said pointing to a man with purple make-up on his face. "He had a little accident and we were hoping you would have something to, uh, cover it up…" she said.

I looked at the man and tried not to laugh. His cloths were burnt and tattered. "Of course," I said. "Would you want it to match your purple make-up sir?" I asked, the corners of my mouth twitching in the possess. He growled. "It's not make-up!" he hissed. "Of course not! How rude of me to think so!" I said bowing.

"Humph. Dumb girl..." he said. I glared at him, clearly pissed off. "I have just the right thing for you sir!" I said in a fake cheery voice. I guided him around the corner to a small rack. "Here you go. The dressing room is just down the hall." I said handing him a lump of purple cloths. He nodded and disappeared into the small room.

I came back with a snicker on my face. There was a loud shout from the dressing room. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!!!" screamed Kankuro as he stormed back to the entrance. "I simply just picked out an appropriate outfit for you, sir." I said sweetly. "You think a FUCKING DRESS is an appropriate outfit for me!?" he yelled.

His sister roared with laughter. Sarah chuckled and I grinned. "Well it matched perfectly with your make-up. I thought you would like it. Just try it on and see." I said indecently. "I'm not trying on a DRESS!!! Who the fuck do you think I am? A cross-dresser? You're fuckin' crazy!" he shouted.

"HA! You're one to talk! You're the one who has make-up on!" I yelled back. "IT'S NOT MAKE-UP FOR THE LAST MOTHER FUCKING TIME!!! IT'S FACE PAINT!" he screamed. I grinned, trying not to laugh. I loved when I mad someone mad. That was my joy in life, besides jumping on people and eating tons of cookies until I fell over dead.

"Kankuro, settle down. It was just a joke." Temari said. I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I'm sorry. Let me buy you two a drink to make up for it. It's on me." I said. Temari nodded and Kankuro sighed. "Well then. Let go get drunk!" Sarah said happily.

We finally found our favorite bar and burst through. "We'd like two lemon drops, a sex-on-the-beach, and two bottles of sake please." I said handing over my money. He nodded and gave me my order.

"Aren't you a little young to be drinking?" Kankuro asked. "Never stopped me before." I said sipping my sake. "Ok, now for the best part!" Sarah said handing me a lemon dripped in sugar. I sucked it, downed my vodika and then licked the plain sour lemon until I couldn't stand it anymore.

After about an hour, we were all drunk. Kankuro and I had put our little argument behind us and were laughing the night away. "So, Satu, are you a good dancer?" Kankuro asked. I nodded, laughing. "Well then come on! Let's show them what you can do!" he said pulling me to the small performing stage.

"Dance baby dance!" everyone cheered as Kankuro threw me on the stage. I smiled and obeyed their command. My hips started to move around in a blur. Everyone stared transfixed on my shaking hips. I was a great belly-dancer. "Wow. You can really dance." Temari said after I was done with my belly performance. I laughed and nodded once sitting next to her on the cool stool.

"Well Satu, Sarah, It was nice meeting you and I hope to see you two again! Maybe you two could come to our place sometime to, uh, talk?" said the drunken Kankuro. Sarah laughed and kissed him full on the mouth. I shook my head. "Well we will come and visit but next time we go to the bar, drinks are on you." I giggled.

After we got home I was exhausted. I dropped in my bed and let sleep devour my mind as I was pulled into darkness.