Chapter 11: Together
Naruto's POV
I'm so happy I'm with Gaara now. Though it's still in it's early stages and sometimes Gaara acts uncomfortable. Like when I say or do affectionate things, that kind of stuff. He seems uneasy. I don't get it and I haven't asked him about why he does that. I can never know when the right time is to hug him. Or anything like that. Sometimes he'll let me, other times he'll shove me away from him. He's complicated and though it really pisses me off at some points, I kinda expect it too.
I would never expect my little red head to be predictable or straight forward, that's what I like about him. Most of the time…ok all of the time I'm the one making the first move. If it weren't for me, I'm sure Gaara would be fine with just sitting close. But I like to put my head on his shoulder, or at least hold hands sometimes.
One thing that really bothers me is his eyes haven't really changed. There's something still there, something he's holding on to. That I so badly want to find out. But, I can also see he's happy, at least with me. Like I said, he'd be fine just sitting close. He doesn't have to touch me and he's never said any of those lovey dovey caring sweet verses, it doesn't mean he doesn't feel the same.
"Horror Feast this weekend. Did you get the tickets?" My red haired angel asks me, pulling me out of my thoughts. We're in our first class, school hasn't yet started.
"Um….yup." Gaara looks at me, not liking the unsure tone in my voice. "Don't worry I know I bought them. To see two movies, one tonight, the other tomorrow; unrated bloody fun just like you like it." I assure him, smiling broadly.
"You better have, I'm not missing this." He mumbles. "Especially after begging my dad to let me go." He goes on with a hint of anger in his voice. I get up and kneel next to his desk. He's holding a book in his hands like he always seems to have. It's amazing how he can read and talk to me at the same time. It's a Stephen King novel, the title reads 'Cujo'. I know the anger in his voice wasn't directed at me.
"Are you ok?" I ask him honestly. He looks at me, his expression emotionless.
"Yes, why do you ask."
"You just seem a little moody."
"It's nothing, don't worry about it." He tells me flipping the page in the book. It was useless to tell me that, then I would just worry. Or at least wonder what's up; but I don't ask anymore questions in favor of annoying Gaara. My favorite past time. I sit on his desk legs hanging from either side. Six more minutes until the other early birds enter the class and then only four minutes till the bell. Gaara leans back in the desk, still looking at his book.
"You know every time you do that the desk almost tips over." He explains, well duh, I am heavier then him after all.
"I know." I put my hand over the page of the book he was reading. He looks up at me expecting me to want something. I scoot up to him and then take the book away before closing it. Pissing him off since I didn't mark his spot and just tossed the book to the ground. I then grin at him, he glares at me.
"What do you want?" He asks annoyed.
"Nothing." I say innocently, after all; I already got what I wanted. I just love bothering people and Gaara looks so cute when annoyed. "So.. what time do you wanna leave for the movies tonight?" I ask, rocking back and fourth, making the desk tip only a little.
"Get your fat ass of the desk before you hurt yourself and me." He snaps. I just smile at him, not moving. I then get glared at and I pout getting off the desk and sitting on the floor. "Anyway." Gaara mumbles. "I thought we'd go see one of the seven-thirty showings." Gaara reaches down to get his book, so he could mark his spot.
"Ok." I say kissing his cheek once it got into reach of my lips while he was getting his book. I get pushed into my desk for that. "You're so violent." I say rubbing my arm that hit a corner.
"I told you not to do anything during school. We don't need to give any of the idiots here more to talk about." He explains in a low voice. I sigh and get into my desk as some people start to enter the room. Not soon after the bell rings and everyone else comes in. The day seemed to drag on forever, nothing good was being taught. Well most of the time that's the case, but it always sucks when it's Friday and you're just ready for the weekend. And my weekend will be spent mainly with Gaara, so I'm ready for school to end.
And once the last bell rings I head home in joy, while Jiraya teases me about my new relationship with Gaara. Like I said, Gaara and me are still in the early stages, it's been about a week that we've been 'dating'. Though this horror feast thing will be our first date, the movies should be fun and scary.
Then there comes the wait till six-thirty, which will be the time we're leaving. Since the movie starts at seven-thirty we want to be there early enough to get good seats. I pass the time watching Mtv and other crap. Gaara's dad will be driving us there today. The doorbell soon rings and I jump up to find my boyfriend on the other end.
"Let's go. And no touching, do nothing- absolutely nothing suspicious in front of my dad." Gaara explains in a tone promising my death if I didn't do so. I nod my head and we head to the car. Gaara and I climb into opposite sides of the car.
"Good evening, Mr. Shukaku." I greet Gaara's father, having finally found out his last name.
"Nice to see you again Naruto." He greets back. Gaara looks quietly out the window, as me and his dad have some small talk. Mainly about the movies and such. Gaara's dad really is overly protective, maybe that's why Gaara was a little upset this morning. It would get on my nerves too. When we reach the theater, Mr. Shukaku says his goodbye to us, which I answer to but Gaara seems to simply ignore. When the car is out of site, I reach for my angels hand. Gaara doesn't seem to mind and I lead us in. Gaara then asks me to get out the tickets. I hand them over to a young girl who gave us a weird look. She rips the ends off and told us were to go.
"Let's sit all the way up top!" I announce cheerfully seeing as not many people were here yet and there was plenty of sets to chose from.
"You're so childish." Gaara states as he starts walking up the stairs to the top seats in the movie theater. Gaara sits on the end and I pull him up and squeeze us through peoples leg room to sit in the middle.
"This is the best spot." Gaara only shakes his head at me, but I smile continently.
After the movie, I hold on tightly to Gaara's hand. He says nothing and we just head outside the theater. He then lets go of my hand, I cling to his arm. Which he lets me do, as we wait for his dad to come pick us up. Ok fine I admit it, that movie scared the shit out of me. I don't know if I want to see the other one tomorrow. I look around expecting something to jump out at me. Then I felt something tickle my spine. I practically jumped ten feet in the air and gave out a little yep. Gaara chuckles darkly. This is the first time I've heard him laugh. Though it was a very sadistic one and it was cute in it's own way. I punch his arm.
"Not funny man, I almost pissed my pants!"
"It's just a movie Naruto. Not even based on a true story" He comforts me in an emotionless tone. His father then pulls up in a car. We get in, once again Mr. Shukaku and me get into a little chat. Once again Gaara doesn't join in, I wonder if his dislike for his father runs deeper then a normal teens annoyance with their parents. I say goodnight and goodbye as I get out of the car and go to my house. I wish I could have given Gaara a goodnight kiss. But, his dad was there so…Anyway I change into my night clothes and go to bed. Completely happy, but my mood changes fast over night.
I was in the orphanage again. I was with the nuns, away from all the other kids. They were all talking to one another, looking at me with hate.
"We have to do something, to keep the demonic blood at bay."
"We don't want him to end up like his parents."
"What can we do?" They all whispered while looking at me in thought. They turn away from me and come up with an agreement on what to do. One of the sisters picks me up and puts me on a soft bed. She then ties me up and I panic. An older nun, one in charge of this place stalks towards me. A brand stick in her hands. I had no time to wonder why they would have this, as my shirt was being lifted.
"Please, holy father we only try to help. Keep the blood within him at bay. You know what sins this child was born with, please help us." One of the nuns stared at me with sympathy. The heated iron came closer and closer to my stomach. The women giving me the look of pity, she shut her eyes. I do the same, but then….
"Stop! He's only a child! A child is born innocent! You should know this. Don't try to justify this in gods name!" I open my eyes to see it was the same sister who gave me the sympathetic look. I couldn't help but smile, for once someone seemed to care. The sister was escorted out, I never saw her again after that. After the hot iron touched my skin. Burning a mark into my stomach, I screamed bloody murder. Tears came to my eyes and I ask myself…
"Who were my parent, what did they do? And why am I being punished for it?"
I wake up to the brightness of the sun. I rub my eyes and put my hand on my tummy. I left my shirt to look at the outline of the mark from that day. Its very hard to make it out, unless you know what you're looking for. Most people don't notice it, like Gaara hadn't when we went swimming. But it's still there and it will never completely go away. I trace the out line of the redder part of my skin; the mark was a swirl.
I get out of bed and get all cleaned and dressed. I put on something really good looking, at least in my opinion. Black shirt covered by an orange hoody—my favorite piece of clothing I own—and camo shorts with orange converse. I hope tonight's movie won't be as bad as yesterday. I smile to myself going downstairs for breakfast. Yeah it was a complicated trip, but I'm glad Gaara feels the same way I do. Even if he hasn't uttered those three words to me. I don't need them, I know very well how my little red head feels.
A/N: Little by little we see more of Naruto's past. Soon you'll get the whole picture. But not to soon, we have a whole lot of other drama to go through first.