Chapitre Deux: Le Bel Homme

I sat on the floor with my short pink hair sticking up at odd angles and my jaw to the ground as I stared… and stared and stared at the hot man in front of me. I heard people clearing their throats to get my attention and knew I probably looked a fool but seriously, he was hot. And I'm the one saying this, the one who swore off men.

It took a hand waving in front of my face to realise I was actually freaking him out, so instead I did what I would usually do in this situation and threw my shoe, which is an incredibly high platform black shoe, at the totally drool-worthy man in front of me.

"YOU WERE THE ONE WHO MADE ME WORRY SO!?!? DIEEEE!!" And soon my other shoe joined its twin in the air. I was slightly surprised when he managed to dodge both the shoes, making them hit the table behind him as he stared at me with wide, shocked eyes.

I quickly jumped off of the floor and walked right up to him to get in his face, which was hard considering he was over a head taller than me, and now that I wasn't wearing my massive pumps I was kinda screwed.

"Now lookie here mister, I don't care who you are, but you don't let innocent beautiful young women to think their friend is dea –"

"Gaara." His voice cut straight across mine, completely shocking me into silence for about 3 seconds before I jumped right back in there,

"Excuse m –"

"My name. It's Gaara," ok, this whole interrupting thing was sooooo not going down well with me. Even if his voice was incredibly husky and sexy and sent shivers down my spine, and practically made me salivate. That wasn't the point! The point was that he made me nearly get out Mr. Spirits.

"I don't care if your name is the BFG, a phone call would have been nice! A letter by pigeon! A smoke message from a plane! Morse code flashing lights! Anything!" I gripped him by the front of his t-shirt and stood on my tippy-toes to get right in his face. What I wasn't expecting was for him to lean down as well so that we almost kissed, our lips brushing one another's before we both pulled away. My face heated up like a tomato as I stumbled back, straight into Hinata who teetered on her heels and would have fallen if not for Naruto's hand on her back that held her steady.

An awkward silence filled the air as I struggled to get my blush under control, and I even saw a small blush on his face as he looked away and grunted, pretending it was nothing.

As soon as my dignity came back I threw myself onto Temari and sobbed my eyes out, broken words like 'Mr Spirits' and 'big bad wolf' came from my mouth as she just patted my back and pretended she had no idea who I was. I knew their game: pretend you don't know who the crazy person is. Hey I play that game too, whenever Temari has her caffeine fix she tends to go a little nuts, so that's when I edge away slowly acting as if I were a bystander as well, looking with wide eyes at the woman in the middle of the café yelling her ass off about periods and stupid lazy males. Well, these are the times when I'm not joining in with her as we curse the entire male population.

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It was 20 minutes later that I was sitting down with a good cup of coco, my pumps back on my feet as I stuck them out beside me, my ankles crossed as I hung off the back of my chair lazily. My apron lying on the table as Hinata and Tenten pottered around serving customers, you know, waitress-y stuff. I sat with Temari and her brother just talking about what happened in the 8 or so hours since we last spoke, which, contrary to popular belief, is a lot actually like how the man across her street snuck into his house at 5 in the morning only to be thrown out again by his wife along with a whole bundle of suitcases and how I had heard the opera singing of my next door neighbour again at the crack of dawn (their own version of a rooster I am guessing). We were totally relaxed, completely forgetting about the gorgeous red-headed male specimen sitting to right… oh who am I kidding!? I have been looking at him out of the corner of my eye for the entire 20 minutes he's been here. His head in his hands as an expression of complete disbelief stayed on his face, only getting more pronounced as he continued listening to out conversations.

Until finally I turned to him and asked the questions I had absolutely dying to ask for the last 20 minutes, not that finding out if flying pink pigs existed isn't important, Temari.

"So how long are you staying in town Gaara-san?" His eyes turned to me, sending shivers up and down my spine which I masked by swivelling in my seat to place my feet under the table instead and leaning forward to prop myself onto the white marble table.

"It's just Gaara, and as of right now, indefinitely." His deep voice caressed me like velvet.

"Then just call me Sakura," I smiled at him, unaware of his own heart racing as he looked into my eyes before looking away with a blush.

Evil laughter from in front of me had both of us turning to face Temari who had her hands in the air and her face to the ceiling cackling. Well, until she noticed us watching her which is when she lowered her head confused and asked what had to be the stupidest and funniest question on earth if not for the fact I was embarrassed to be her friend,

"Was I doing that out loud?" Oh dear Temari. With synchronised movements both Gaara and I hit ourselves in the head before shaking our heads and groaning. Did we really know this girl?

We looked at each before I started to laugh 'till my sides hurt, holding onto the table for support as he just smirked, which I guess was his equivalent to my hysterical laughing.

It was about 10 minutes later before it was due for Temari to leave for work, so as always, I walked her to the door, her brother trailing behind me. As I gave her a hug and stepped back to say goodbye to the red haired god, I heard a single phrase whispered to me before he walked out the door, but that's all it took for me to feel lightheaded and grab the doorway with support at how husky and just how… kind it was.

"Sorry for making you worry Sa-ku-ra." And with that I watched as they both got into Temari's purple convertible and drove off into the distance.

With a quirk of my lip I wondered if I'd see a lot more of that guy. The thing that scared me was that I didn't know whether I did or not.

Hmmm, I don't like it. I just wanted to update. I dunno, is it any good? I have school a lot, its only cause it's a public holiday tomorrow that I'm taking the day off from studying to update each of my story (or write about half a chapter to get it going). Enjoy. XXX