A/N: Sorry for the long wait, but hey, better late than never! :D
Dedicated to a wonderful person that goes by the name of Rose. :)
Only about 2 more chapters left. The story's coming to an end!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Thirty Minutes by t.A.T.u.
Gaara stared at Sasori with wide emerald eyes. The action was so sudden that it caught him completely off guard. Sasori was never one to act on impulse, and this scared the younger of the two redheads. Emerald eyes met honey ones, and Sasori started rubbing his temples.
"Gaara . . ."
The taller one looked shocked at the pleading tone that Sasori said his name in. He sighed. He knew what was coming.
"Yes?"
"Gaaara . . ." repeated Sasori in the same pleading tone.
"Yes?"
Sasori sighed. He didn't know how to tell the other redhead that he didn't really desire this relationship. He didn't know how to tell him that all he really wanted was to have Deidara back into his arms. Meanwhile, Gaara stared at the shorter of the two with an expectant expression on his face.
"Sasori, I know what you want to say," said Gaara with a sigh.
"You . . . do?" Sasori said slowly.
Gaara nodded. "I do."
"What is it then?"
"You don't really want me, do you, Sasori?" Gaara asked. He sat on the floor, brought his knees up to his chest, and rested his head against them. A single crystal clear tear slid out of his right eye.
"No . . ."
"Then . . . why? Why would you do this to me? Why would you force me to leave Lee? Give me a good reason."
Sasori ran a hand through his thick hair and sighed. "I was afraid. Afraid of loving Deidara too much. Afraid of having my heart broken. I'm sorry. I really am."
Gaara sniffled, realizing that he and Sasori were in the exact same position. "I understand . . ."
Sasori placed a hand on Gaara's head. "I'm glad."
With that said, Sasori walked back into the classroom and grabbed his bag. As he turned to leave, his teacher grabbed his arm.
"And where the hell do you think you're going?"
Sasori glared at the man and yanked his arm out of the teacher's grasp. "To fix something," was the redhead's reply before he ran out of the classroom in search of Deidara.
Meanwhile, Deidara sat in his class, checking his watch again. The timer informed him that only 7 minutes were left.
"Hurry, Sasori . . . hurry," Deidara whispered urgently.
A/N: Yay. Sasori has a brain!