A/N: I know I know! I'm such a procrastinator! But I'm really not too sure about this story anymore. I'm not even sure anyone even reads it. But regardless I've posted this chapter. It's up to my readers if it's continued.
DM ch. 5
Dark Obscurities
" Well if you have any better ideas, I'd love to hear them!"
"Hey! Don't get your panties in a twist! I was just saying that if we attack her with questions again she will most likely kill us. Plain and simple!"
Gaara glared at Sasuke before storming off to the kitchen, muttering under his breath about chicken-haired pansies that just had to be right. Sasuke let out yell, slamming his fist into the table and putting his hand to his head, swiping his decidedly mangled hair away from his eyes. Despite his cool words he knew that Gaara had a point.
It'd been two weeks sense he and Gaara had questioned Sakura on her whereabouts and they had yet to get their answers. For that matter, neither had seen the girl for more than a few hours in the morning and the few when she's mossy on "home" ("home" being the two bedroom apartment they were currently shacked up in), give they meager greetings, put down the blasted tool box she seemed to have glued to her side, and refuse to answer any of their questions.
They were miles from Kohana and, Sasuke feared, even further from their minds. Why did they agree to do this? What was so important all those weeks ago that it was worth being trapped in this hole doing nothing? All those emotions, once so empowering, had lost their meaning.
In all his life, even every memory, Sasuke could not recall ever feeling so lost, so useless, as he did now. Not even after his parents' death. Never this suffocated by uncertainty.
He relented to his overwhelming exhaustion and collapsed onto the coach. He could hear Gaara in the kitchen doing what sounded like chopping vegetables with a vigor that had Sasuke fearing for the counter's structure.
Minutes passed like hours in the relative silence of the apartment. Finally, Sasuke decided to save the counter from the unslaught of Gaara's fury. He walked into the kitchen and found his suspensions founded. Gaara was steadily working his way through the counter with pure malice behind each chop.
"You know, if you chop a little harder we might be able to see where that cockroach went last night."
"Oh don't worry," said Gaara, not even pausing in his vegetable genocide, "I found him and am quite pleased to say he is now taking refuge under your bed." He smirked darkly, the knife in his hand only adding to his image of maliciousness.
Sasuke grimaced at the though of that disgusting pest being anywhere near his place of rest, but quickly remembered himself.
"You know…" he began, licking his lips in awkwardness, "We could try asking her again. Maybe if both of us ask there will be less of a chance she'll ignore it. I'm getting tired of hiding, not knowing what is going on. We deserve to know."
Gaara looked up, surprise on his face.
"Are you sure? 'Cause I can't go home. This is all I have so I gotta find a way to survive."
"Gaara, what are you… do you know?" Sasuke hoped he wasn't talking about that…
"I'm not stupid! I've seen those papers and the news! Not to mention your and Sakura's conversations! They think I killed them. That I murdered my own siblings! The idiots! I loved them both and what do I get for avenging them? A bounty on my head." Gaara slammed the knife into the table and bowed his head. "It's disgusting. My life is this now. Revenge. That's all I have. All I am." Gaara sighed, before placing the worse-for-wear vegetables in the wok and concentrating on his cooking.
Sasuke shared Gaara's sigh and sat down at the island in relative silence, content to watch Gaara work.
About thrity minutes later, as Gaara had just finished his cooking and was getting plates, the front door clicked open.
In walked Sakura, her state one that would shock the most seasoned veteran. She still wore the white tank top and jeans from the morning when she left but the color of the top was drenched in a red liquid and the cotton material stuck to her skin by the sticky fluid. What Sasuke now recognized as blood was also splattered on her jeans, face, and hair. Only her hands were clean.
She spotted Sasuke while she was putting away her tool box in the closet and blew him a kiss. Then she sauntered to her room, swaying to music only she could hear.
Shocked, Sasuke turned back to Gaara before going the fridge and grabbing a beer. As he sank down onto on of the bar stools on the island he glanced at her receding bloody footprints.
"Shit. I'm going to have to clean that up now."
Getting off the untraceable call with Kakashi, Sakura couldn't help but grin. It was all going as planned. The man had finally talked and after relaying the information to Kakashi she now knew their plan. Now it was finally time to clue in the boys. Sasuke and Gaara were getting very agitated with her. It was time to tell them what was needed. But she'd have to be careful about what she said. They couldn't be allowed to know the whole plan or their full duties. But if she could get them through a little trickery… they would serve just fine. But how….?
"I can't believe this!"
this exclaimation could be heard throughout the apartment, sending ripples through Sakura and Gaara's morning cofee.
"It's really not that hard to grasp Sasuke! and definatly not worth that exclaimation! now eat your eggs. they're getting cold." Said Sakura, sipping her cofee.
Gaara, who had been looking murderously at the living rooms cofee table, glanced up at her, but remained silent.
"You're serious? They would actually do this?" said Sasuke, the look on his face begging her to deny it.
"Of course they would silly! and it's be blamed on a gas leak or something!" She grinned at him, them turned her attentions to Gaara, who had not spoken a word throughout her explination. On the table lay the morning paper that headlined the benefit being held the next day during which it was said that the main compitition to the Ankotsou Corp. would be reveiling, acording to Sakura's informat, secrets A. Corp did not wish to be public knowledge. they were so determined that the speaker tomorrow and half the people who attended were now "expendable".
"So let me get this right," said Gaara, sitting up and twirling his thumbs, "you want us to go to the benefit, somehow find a well hidden and guarded bomb, find a way to defuse it, something neither of us has ever done before, and otherwise 'save the day'?" at this He faced her with his most incredulous stare.
"That's right! Glad someone is on par!" Sakura grinned at Sasuke, who in turn, groaned and dropped his head onto the table.
This was definatly not what he had in mind for conversations when they finally got her to talk.
"i'll be doing recon, so you'll be on your own. Don't worry though! you only have to find one little bomb and take a snip at the pretty red wire! Easy peasy!" Sakura grinned at them and took another sip from her cofee.
"I Can't take this anymore!" Sasuke exclaimed.
Sakura glanced up in confusion when Sasuke jumped up and walked purposely out the door, slamming it closed behind him.
A/N Really short I know but I just needed to get it out there! Next chapter is written and hopefully following soon. Expect it next week or so! Hope everyone is enjoying where this story is going and any instructive criticism is appreciated! Just no flames!
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Startled, Gaara looked to the other door and chuckled at the sight of Sasuke in the same shooter stance as him, both of them brandishing their guns.
"Well boys, I'm going to need you to step back and put all the guns on the floor! You've been busted!" Sasuke grinned at Gaara, momentarily forgetting their predicament. That moment was all that was needed for the thugs to break their stupor.
"Why you little punks!" yelled the brut closest to Gaara before he and his equally large companion charged.
