A/N: Yup..been awhile..sorry bout that, school started :|
Well, here ya go :] im gonna try to update every weekend.
I do not own the characters.
Sasuke's POV
He ran away, and I'm left standing alone. I didn't get to say goodbye.
Maybe I was reading his eyes all wrong, the signals he was sending me. I thought he was liking me too, but maybe it was an illusion. A fragment of my imagination. I blew a friendship because I wanted more. I can't believe how selfish and impatient I am.
Then again, he did let me go on for quite some time. He even kissed back, his smooth tongue intertwined with my own. He could just be confused.
Either way, he's gone. At least for the remainder of the weekend. How I will cope, I do not know. I hate being alone, and his company was very pleasant to have.
Gaara's POV
"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." I said with each step towards my house. Not only was I confused about Sasuke, but I knew that I was going to be in a lot of trouble for running off like that yesterday and not checking back in. I lit up a cigarette and drew the smoke into my lungs, exhaling slowly and watching the gray smoke stream out of my mouth. I only had three left in my pack, I would have to get more.
By the time I got to my house, my cigarette was at the filter. I flicked it into the street and walked in, hoping that nobody was home.
"Gaara." Temari's voice rang out behind me. I turned around to see a stern face on the blonde.
"What, Temari?" I grumbled.
"Where were you last night? We were worried sick!" She walked over and wrapped her arms around me. I pushed her off me and glared at her.
"I told you to never touch me." I walked away from my open armed sister and went into my room, slamming the door shut. I was glad my father wasn't home. I could care less if my brother and sister were home. Without my dad to back them up, they are weak anyway. I collapsed onto my bed and fell asleep, unprepared for Monday.
I woke up and I was sweaty, the alarm clock was going off and I was already annoyed. Had I really slept that long? Longest sleep I ever had, and it was dreamless.
I got up and got dressed in school, noticing the clothes from Sasuke on the floor. I picked up the shirt, smelling his scent. Sighing, I threw it along with the pants in my bag to return to him.
Sasuke's POV
Getting to school was difficult. I barely got any sleep, because I kept thinking about Gaara. It's weird how perfect he is. His red hair, beautiful eyes, soft lips, tiny fragile frame. He's the most fragile thing I have ever seen, and I love it. I want to protect him from everything, and take away his pain.
At the same time, I'm not sure if he wants me to. He is distant, secretive. It's like solving a mystery.
I was the first to class, as always. I was gazing out the window when I saw a glimpse of red coming up the road. I smiled to myself. I was scared he was going to stay home, avoid me for as long as he can. As he got closer, I saw his expression. Once again he was wearing his "i don't care" face, but I can see beyond that.
He was hurt, confused, and lost. I'm going to have to be careful with him.