I need to fix the chapter before this, but I'm so busy and I really wished to update for you lovely fans!
Sakura stared at her sketch, for a smart person she was surprisingly good at sketching, though her talent basically ended there…unless you counted singing in the shower as a talent.
"Sakura…what's spazzing you?" Tayuya asked slapping paint onto a blank piece of paper. Sakura raised an eyebrow at her friend.
"Spazzing?" Sakura inquired, Tayuya laughed.
"Yes, spazzing, Jeeze keep up with my freakin snazzy lingo," Tayuya said and giggled. Sakura raised her hand in defeat a broad smile on her face.
"No seriously, what's pissing you off?" Tayuya asked a somber look on her face.
"I don't know…" Sakura said her voice trialing off, her eyes lost.
"Yes you do!" Tayuya pressed on, Sakura turned to Tayuya her eyes suddenly focused.
"Tayuya…that's it…I don't know," Sakura said calmly, Tayuya Oh'd in realization. The two friends were silent for a few minutes.
"It's about Gaara," Tayuya stated, smirking smugly at her friend, "I know it is. No use lying,"
Sakura's pale cheeks began to tint pink as she looked away, "N-No…well I yes…I suppose…but well…err…" Sakura said flustered as she scrambled to pick up the package of pencils she had dropped in her embarrassment.
Tayuya smirked, "You like him, don't you?"
"I well…no…" Sakura said defiantly, "Why isn't the art teacher here?"
"Oh? Kakashi…he's our lit teacher as well…he's probably making out with Anko in the teach lounge," Tayuya said shrugging her shoulders indifferently. A horrified look splashed across Sakura's face.
"It's fine…Art isn't that big a grade…and besides Kakashi always gives A's so it's not like you have to do anything mega or anything," Tayuya said consolingly as she patted her friend on the back.
"O-Okay," Sakura said in mock fear, "I'll try to be strong,"
Tayuya laughed, "That's my girl,"
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"Sakura darling, your father and I must go to New York, America for a business trip," Sakura's mother said her elegant figure clad in chic and tasteful clothing.
"Don't worry baby girl, a trustworthy family has been honored to take care of you while we are gone. It's only for two days, so try and not be a burden on them," Sakura's father said in his deep and soothing voice.
"The women's name is Nami and the father is Yondamine, and they have been kind enough to let you stay in their house. Pack up and the driver will take you in ten minutes," Sakura's mothers said and with a girlish giggle she flittered to the bedroom Sakura's father smirking, followed.
Sakura glared at her parents retreating figure and flew up the stares in a flurry of rage and irritation. She grabbed a small suit case and flung her basic necessities in. She raced into the bathroom grabbing her make up and toiletries she chanced a glance at herself.
That one glance stopped her, her face was pale and her hair slightly disheveled. God she looked ugly. Sakura glowered at herself and smashed her hand into the mirror. It broke and her hand began to bleed, ignoring the blood stain she left in the mirror as well as the tingling pain she stalked out of the bathroom.
She slumped onto the bed and grabbed a white bandage and wrapped it around her hand. She put some tape on it and with that she ran out of the room. Entering the car she sat wallowing in self pity and frustration.
After a few minutes it began to rain. Perfect just perfect Sakura thought dully to herself, simply fantastic.
"Here is your stop Miss," The driver said politly. Sakura nodded her thanks and walked quickly up to the door.
The house was smaller then her house, but this house looked cozy. Maybe it won't be so bad.
She rang the bell, a smile gracing her face and the door opened revealing Gaara. The smile fell from her face, Maybe it will be that bad, Sakura thought.
"…What…" Gaara asked her eyes in surprise then they widened into a horrified stare, "You're the girl that's staying here for two days,"
"Yeah…I'm that girl," Sakura said, Gaara moved aside to let her in, a horrified look of worry on his face.
"What's the matter?" Sakura asked staring curiously at Gaara. Suddenly all emotion flashed off his face.
"Nothing," He said and raced up the stares leaving Sakura alone in the hall.
"Hello there doll face," A husky voice said, "I'm Yondamine…and you?"
"That's Sakura," A voice came from behind Yondamine said, "The daughter of our boss,"
Instantly Yondamine's face became reserved and polite and he smiled, "My apologies, I am Yondamine, you're host and this is my wife, Nami. We are most honored to have you here, Miss Sakura,"
Nami smiled. She was a petite women but she seemed to have an invisible power that weighted down everyone else. Yondamine was relaxed and his shaggy brown hair hung ruefully in his eyes, much like Gaara's.
"You're room is right up the stares, the second door on the left. If you need anything our room is down in the basement, and our son, Gaara is right next to you. Dinner will be in a few hours. Yell if you need anything," Nami said in a sugar sweet voice.
Sakura smiled and began to move upstairs, "Thank you," She said and with a smile she walked towards her room. She opened the door to reveal a small purple and white room.
The bed had fans etched on the cover. A desk was on one side of the room and the computer was on revealing a desktop of a blond haired girl a little younger then Sakura's age. The blond girl had four pigtails and she was beautiful. Her arm was around Gaara and the two were smiling.
A well of envy drew up in Sakura, but Sakura shook her head in defiance. Why should she care that Gaara knew other girls that he was close to? It shouldn't bother her, and it doesn't!
Sakura put her suit case next to the bed. She opened the door and came face to face with Gaara.
Gaara cast her a surprised look, his shock then turned into anger.
"What were you doing in Temari's room?" Gaara demanded, Sakura looked up at him nervously.
You can never be too careful around guys, Sakura reminded herself.
"That was the room your parents said I could sleep in for these two days," Sakura whispered softly. Gaara's face softened as he noticed her fear.
"Why are you afraid?" Gaara inquired quietly, Sakura looked up in surprise.
"You can never be too careful around guys," Sakura recited to Gaara, the lesson that she had pounded into herself ever since he…
"What happened?" Gaara asked brushing a strand of Sakura's hair out of her eyes. Sakura stared at Gaara and with swift movements she ran into Temari's room leaving Gaara standing there stunned in the hallway.
Kind of short, bear with me /sweatdrop/
Life is hectic!
Much Love,
Evanescence147