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Okay, well, first of all…let's just get to the point.
I'MSORRYIHAVEN'TUPDATEDINLIKE—OVERFIVEBILLIONMONTHS!!
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I've had a Helluva writer's block, school, stress, depression, drama . But then again, no one cares, so let's just get the bacon shakin :D
Here I am, at like 11:00 at night…I have school tomorrow really early…but bah…I don't care! I'll shut up now so that we can get on with the story. (I finally got inspired, so this next chapter should be better, I hope…)
So then, where were we?
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Sasuke woke up, shivering like there was no tomorrow. "F-f-f-f-uck…" He stuttered, jumping up out of bed, literally peeling his skin off of the covers. It's subzero in here! What the hell..?! "…Gah…" He tried to grab onto something, successfully knocking over the alarm clock. He bent over, picking the clock up. "…2:50 in the friggin morning." He grumbled. "This is just great. Wonderful. Specfuckintacu.." He stopped. "…Lar."
There was Gaara, standing in the hallway, staring at him. His eyes were cold, and his skin was as pale as ice. He looked like a ghost, staring right through Sasuke. "Um…" Sasuke mumbled, his thoughts racing back to the events of last night. He hadn't spoken to Gaara much since then; he'd been trying to avoid him, spending most of the time in his room, sleeping or dying of boredom. Gaara was wrapped in a thin blanket, shivering just like Sasuke. "Heh…I see…your room is...um...cold too?" Sasuke awkwardly asked, hopping from foot to foot. He would have worn anything to warm up his feet right now, hell, even Elmo slippers sounded good.
Gaara didn't respond, merely, he began staring at Sasuke, more or less staring right through him. As if he was searching his soul for everything, his past, his future, who he was. Sasuke shivered from head to foot, the way Gaara was staring at him made him blush in the cool darkness. It's a good thing that there's no light, his subconscious whispered into his ear. Gaara finally blinked, that was good progress, for a minute there, Sasuke thought he had completely frozen in the cold. Gaara stared down at his feet, and swiveled around suddenly, making Sasuke jump a little, walking down the hallway at a rapid pace. "Hey!" Sasuke called after him. "W-where are you going?" Gaara turned around, raising an eyebrow. Then he turned back, and continued across the long wooden hallway, his feet slowly tapping on the floor. Oh, well this is great. I'm freakin' cold, it's the middle of the night…or day…and I'm stuck in this hallway with a psychopath. Things couldn't get any better then this…
Or so Sasuke thought.
He watched breathlessly as Gaara walked into one of the dark rooms, leaving him alone in the dark. "…Gaara…?" He whispered as the moonlight cast shadows across his face.
A minute later, after standing awkwardly by himself, he heard a yell of 'WHAT?!' from one of the rooms. Then a groan. A light turned on. Kankuro suddenly burst out the room opposite to the one Gaara walked into, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "The hell is with all this noise?!" He grumbled, dressed in his favorite purple Barney pajamas, and of course, let's not forget the bunny slippers. And the Barney night cap. Tears began to fall out of Sasuke's eyes as he tried to hold back his laughter at the sight. He suddenly made a squeaky noise, like a rubber ducky being cut through with a chainsaw. Oh shit. Kankuro immediately turned towards him, almost jumping into the ceiling. "Ahh…" He said suspiciously after a minute or two of silence. "…Sasuke…What are you doing here…? Alone? At night? Hmm?" He started to walk towards Sasuke as Sasuke tried to escape. "You know….it's dangerous in this house at night…" "Um…Kankuro?" Sasuke breathed out as Kankuro got very close to his face.
"KANKURO!" A deafening screech came across from the hallway. Kankuro slowly turned around to Temari's angry face. Her hair was let down, it would have looked more pretty though, if it wasn't in a mass state of chaos. It was flopping everywhere, as if it had just gone through a massive nuclear war. And as for her face….well…she wasn't happy. "Kankuro…" She said again, quieter this time, and with slight less agitation. "Kankuro, Gaara's just told me that the heat's off in his room." She suddenly turned towards Sasuke, raising an eyebrow. "You too?" Sasuke nodded numbly. She sighed, tapping a foot, thinking as the three boys all stood in yet another massive awkward silence. "Okay then. There's two options here….and…I don't think you guys are going to like them…" Sasuke was cold. He was tired. He wanted to go back to sleep. He suddenly yelled at her, "Yeah, yeah, just spit it out!" All of them stared at him as he slowly withdrew into the shadows nervously. Whoops…Temari cleared her throat, continuing, after a small glare at Sasuke.
"Option one…"
"…Both of you go sleep outside."
Sasuke rolled his eyes in protest as Gaara stood there in silence, un-blinking.
"Or..." Temari whispered something softly, and stared at both Gaara and Sasuke as if they were supposed to hear what she had said. Sasuke plastered on one of the most evil faces he could make. "…Excuse me…?" He hissed, his bangs covering his eyes as he glared into the depths of her soul. Even Gaara raised an eyebrow.
"Or…youcouldgosleeponthecouch…together…"
There was more silence for a second as Sasuke started to scream and Kankuro nervously ran back into his room. "WHAT?!" He yelled. "No offence, but…" Temari stopped him with a finger to his mouth. "No buts, Uchiha," she hissed, returning the coldness he has shown her not so long ago. "I want to see both of you, on that couch, together, in FIVE MINUTES SHARP!!" And with that, she stormed back off to her room, slamming the door so hard it rang in Sasuke's ears. Gaara said nothing, merely started to move down the stairs, making creaking noises that got fainter and fainter. Sasuke shuddered, not wanting to face Temari's wrath. He sighed as he followed Gaara back into the darkness.
When he got down there, a pull-out bed was already said, coming out from the couch. Two pillows lay there, perfectly and softly placed, along with a sheet and a very comfy-looking wool blanket. Gaara was hovering above the mattress, staring at Sasuke. Not through him, but at him. His eyes were calm, and maybe there was even a glint of satisfaction in them. "…After you, Uchiha…" He said, grinning. …Did Gaara just grin at me…? Sasuke thought, nervously laughing and slowly moving onto the surprisingly comfortable bed. Gaara slid in quietly after him, putting his back to Sasuke.
Seconds, moments, hours, days, lifetimes passed. Or so it seemed to Sasuke as the only sound between the both of them was the slow ticking of a clock back and forth, rattling both of their thoughts apart. Sasuke cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "Gaara…I'm sorry about the…uh…thing with your hair…" He started sweating. "And your tattoo…" Gaara gave him a forced grunt, un-moving as always. He frowned, thinking back to some of the things Temari and Kankuro had said earlier. "Gaara…why does everyone hate you?" He heard a slight gasp from behind the cold wall that blocked him from human contact. Gaara shook a little uncomfortably. "I mean…I…I…I don't hate you. You've done nothing to make me hate you. As a matter of fact, I want to know more about you." Now that Sasuke had started, he couldn't stop. His words flowed like water bubbling down a cool stream on a warm day.
"So please….Gaara?" Sasuke breathed in deeply, and in a deep and cool voice whispered, "Gaara….let me know you." Gaara turned around to Sasuke. He actually turned around. The two stared at each other for a long time, two cold eyes, two cold hearts, together. They breathed as one. "Sasuke…you really want to know at me?" Gaara looked down, and then looked back up. His eyes were full of pain and anger, and he was almost maybe even fighting back tears. The coolness faded off of Sasuke's face and turned towards a frown as he felt a strange pang in his heart. What…has traumatized Gaara so much? Sasuke suddenly felt a strong determination. I…I will know it! He felt as though he wanted to hold Gaara in his arms and never let him go, let him rest his warm red hair against his beating chest. He would always be there to protect him. Sasuke wanted to know. He truly did. With all of his mind and his strength.
Gaara saw this look in Sasuke's eyes, and knew that he truly meant what he said.
"…Very well then," he whispered softly. "I shall tell you everything there is to know about me, Uchiha Sasuke…"
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Bahahahahahaha XDD
Yup, a cliffhanger.
And no, I won't lead you guys hanging!
Cause yay, I got the story back on track :P W00t!
I'll try to even have a new chapter by tomorrow X3
Oh yeah, and I'm still sorry they're so short. TTTT I'd stay up all hours of the night writing this, but I have school tomorrow…and I reaaally just want to get this chapter in as soon as I can, so…yeah!
R&R or I eat you :D