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CHAPTER THREE: Realization
He sighed, running his hand through his thick red hair. About five minutes ago he somehow managed to almost bump into 'her' again. He had actually been trying to avoid her, but everywhere he went she seemed to appear somewhere near him. Her ridiculous pink hair and those too-happy green eyes of her's. He was truly getting sick of having to run away.
Not only had he not wanted to go near her, but his fabulously blonde leader had told, well ordered, him to not tell her about them. He sighed again, letting out a growl of frustration. Pink suddenly streaked across his line of sight for the sixth time today. And school was only half over. He stopped, not wanting to get any closer to the girl. Suddenly, she stopped. Turned her head slowly, and looked at him. Her happy smile faded. Though she didn't frown, she didn't look angry, or scared, or upset in any way. She just stood there staring at him questionably.
His jaw set as his lips pressed into a tight straight line and his teeth ground together. It had been three days since that 'incident' in the woods, and she obviously hadn't completely gotten over it yet.
After a few moments of silence, he turned and disappeared into the shadows.
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'What is his problem?' Sakura thought inwardly, "He's not the one who had his bleeding hand sucked on by a complete stranger." she found herself saying outloud. Her eyes widened as she clapped her hand over her mouth. She stole a glance around the small crowd of people to see if anyone had heard her. Thankfully, no.
Sakura though the day had passed pretty quickly. For she was now sitting in her last class, stealing glances at the angry boy in the back of the room. The old teacher rambled on in the front of the room as Sakura looked back at him again. His eyes were casted out the window again, looking at the falling snow rainning down on the school, she pursed her lips slightly. The more she watched him, the more the flashback of the other night played over in her head.
What was his deal? Her mind reeled with ideas and thoughts on what that episode was all about, one being that he was part cannibal. She shook her head slightly, the thought vanishing imediately. In all, what would make him do that? What would even compel him toput his soft lips to her hand..she blushed slightly, the thought leaving her mind once more.
"Miss haruno.."
Maybe he didn't know it was blood? That thought vanished from her mind, it was to stupid to think about.
"Miss Haruno.." Sakura vaguely recognized her teachers old voice ringing throughout the class room.
"Miss Haruno!" She turned her head, staring at the teacher blankly as she apporached holding a crinkled rolled up news paper. One loud thwack on her desk brought her back to te classroom as she looked up into the old wrinkled eyes.
"Uhh.." she stuttered, trying to find her place in the open book ontop of her desk.
"I beleive there are more things important, then whatever was holding your interest in the back of the room." the teacher growled slightly, nodding her head in the direction of the red headed boy, whos eyes were still casted out the window. A couple students snickered quietly. Ino and Tenten both shared a look as the teacher continued, "I know, you're a teenager and you're hormones are all out of whack-"
"No!" Sakura half shouted and stood up, "I-It's not... like that." she explained, looking around to see that all eyes were glued to her. All of them. One pair of jade eyes in particular.
Gaara had turned back around in his chair, his eyes fixed on her. His face was. . . in all honesty, Disturbed. His lips moved to for a silent "What the. . ." as Sakura shrank back into her chair. Burying her now reddened face in her arms. The teacher walked away and back to the front of the room, a couple kids still snickering.
"Now. Back to what I was say.." The teachers voice faded off as Sakura submerged herself in her own thoughts once more.
The bell rung loud and clear, signaling the end of the day, Sakura looked up form her arms to see the already disappearing back of Gaara, as he slid out of the classroom. She narrowed her eyes, time to put her plan into action.
She gathered her things and threw them into her bag and left the classroom after him, without saying a word to her friends. Quickly she ran down the steps of the school, catching sight of him and, who she assumed were, his brothers. 'The infamous 'Demon brothers.' she thought while watching them as they walked outside walked together, she began to follow them slowly, bowing her head so her bangs covered her eyes as she watched them.
'Geez Sakura..this could totally be considered stalking..' she thought to herself as she kept at least ten feet behind them. She laughed inwardly, and kept her pace, zipping her jacket up and shaking the snow off her sleeves.
"You're girl is following us." Kiba teased, too quiet for Sakura to hear.
"She is NOT my girl." Gaara let out in a quiet, violent hiss.
"Sure seems like it." Naruto joked, not bothering to be quiet.
'Seems like what?' she wondered. She looked up at the sky as she walked, once again drifting in to thought. She wondered if they were all really related. They looked nothing alike. Are they all cannibals? She shoved that thought from her mind. 'God Sakura they are NOT canniba-'
Thud.
Her hand reached up to rub her forehead. She opened her eyes to see a mouth. Who ever's mouth it was... they weren't happy. Hesitantly, she looked up. Gaara was glaring down at her, arms crossed, lips still pressed into a hard line. She cringed away at the anger that seemed to flow freely from him, then glanced past him to see his brothers looking at her too. They didn't look angry though. They were actually grinning, probably in attemt to hold back laughter.
"Why are you following us you worthless little girl?" Gaara growled, bringing her attention back to him.
She opened her mouth to speak, then the realization of what he said hit her like a ton of bricks. She closed her mouth quickly and glared at the boy. "Well ecuse me! But my house is in this direction, so if you would be so kind. Get the hell out of my way!!" She shoved passed him. Stopping for a moment, she smiled at his brothers, then continued walking hastily down the sidewalk.
The three boys watched her go with raised eyebrows and open mouths. After a moment, they turned to see their brother glaring at the ground. His breath was ragged and heavy. He clenched his fists and growled.
"That was awesome!" one of them cheered.
"Oooh She's fiesty. If you don't want her, I do." Naruto grinned, clapping a hand on Gaara's shoulder.
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Sakura flopped down on the big leather couch in her living room, as she turned on the t.v.
Flicking through the channels, she stopped on one in particular.
It was dark, and there was a man, pinning a girl to a wall, he had shoulder length blond curly hair and was wearing a trench coat. The girl was wearing clubbing cloths, her hair pulled up in to tight buns on each side of her head. He was holding her hand in one of his, speaking to her. Sakura could hardly pay attention to what they were talking about, for she was to engulfed in what they were doing. The man held her hand up tothe wall, and she watched as the girls thumbs was pricked on a jagged peice of broken glass. The girl winced as dark red liquid flowed form the cut, Sakura watched intensly as he brought it to his mouth and suckedon her wound.
She recognized the scene from a vampire movie, 'Queen of the Damned.'
Her eyes widened as she looked at her now healing hand. The scene from the woods replayed in her head for the hundredth time.
"Sakura, you're retarded, and completely ridiculous." She scolded herself. "But I have got to make sure I'm wrong."
Thinking of how exactly to corner Gaara tomorrow, she sighed and settled down to watch the movie.
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