Phew, chapter two down with. It feels unreal because I never thought I would be able to get the story going again, with a full plan and all that. But here I am on the third chapter with a base down and slowly building up my little foundations for my little story!
Hopefully this rewrite will not crash like the others but maybe it will. I know though for a fact that the first two chapters were a success and that at least a little bit of the rewrite is behind me now (: and a whole lot of rewrite still left to go.
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My heart hammered in my chest as I tried to say something, anything, to this gorgeous man in front of me. But all that went through my head was that he was real.
Holy shit, he was real.
The solid chest under my hand proved he was one hundred percent human and one hundred percent solid.
With that thought I snatched my hands back as if his chest had just turned into some raging hot fire, burning the skin on my hands. Not that his skin wasn't warm, it was completely warm and hot and deliciously firm. It reminded me of a warm fire in a fireplace after being outside in a cold, raging snow storm.
The warmth made me feel at home and set my back into a spasm of tingles.
Oh God, I had been staring at his chest for a good full minute now, like some obsessed moron. My face started to heat up as I took a step back and looked back up at his face.
Yep, still glaring. My eyes narrowed at him in annoyance. Okay, so I had been ogling him for a moment or two, but that didn't give him a reason to give me a mean look.
Suddenly remembering what my Auntie had said, I surveyed the two. Well, they were 'boys,' or more like males. "Did Auntie Tsunade send you to pick me up?"
"Hn. Oi dobe, let's go before some old lady decides to kick your ass again." The guy turned his glare to the blond haired guy. I stared at the blond who was waving his arms energetically. Huh, they were friends? I honestly wouldn't have guess that but the dark haired one was definitely speaking to the blond.
"Do you have any luggage?" He looked around my feet, looking for any bags. I shook my head no, rubbing my hands together uncomfortably at the sad remembrance that all my belongings were back in my old apartment, along with my old life.
He stared at me for another moment and I realized I had gone off into depression land, my shoe rubbing against the carpeted floor and making this annoying scratching sound. I glanced back up at him and put on a smile, hoping the smile would cheer me up on the inside like it did on the outside.
The blond came up and slapped the guy on the back before racing up ahead. The guy glared at him before hoisting his own suitcase up and following him towards the entrance.
His whole attitude came off to me as a jerk. Loud and clear.
Not even sparing a glance back at me he walked out of the airport and towards the parking garage. At first I tried to keep up with his long strides, but my adrenaline rush was coming to an end as my legs started to tire out.
Jackass wouldn't even wait for me, or slow down. How nice. I allowed my pace to slow down till I was walking behind him, my legs screaming for a good eight hours of sleep, or twelve.
As we entered the parking garage I wondered which car was Jackass'. Was it that beat up, old looking one two floors up? I hoped so. It would help me mentally knock him off his high horse. No one was perfect, right?
We turned the corner and my attention was caught on the sleek black car that was just up a little ways. It stood out like a sore thumb and I wondered who would be stupid enough to trust it alone in a parking garage.
I saw Jackass pull out keys from his pocket and click a button once. The black sleek car's lights lit up and I could hear its engine come to life with a purr.
Figures. The one car in the whole parking garage that could take away someone's breath just by staring at it was Jackass'. The beauty of the car was outstanding and I bet I would have fainted if I had seen the price. If I had remembered correctly this car was a Bugatti Veyron, one of the most expensive cars in the world. I'd read about it somewhere in a magazine, along with the fact that they had only made about ten of them.
The blond guy opened the trunk and put his bright orange suitcase in before turning around and smiling at me.
I smiled back, wondering once again how he was friends with the Jackass.
"I'm Naruto, ramen loving extraordinaire, at your service." My smiled widened, liking his energy when mine was so low.
"I'm Sakura, strawberry loving extraordinaire," I responded back, hoping my little joke would put us on a friend's basis, especially when Jackass was clearly not an option, and his attitude was clearly not friendly. I stared at Jackass, waiting for him to introduce himself, and not being surprised when he ignored us and got into the car.
As much as I didn't want to sit in the back like a little kid, I had no choice. The car purred as Jackass drove out of the parking garage smoothly.
I suddenly remembered that the magazine had also said that the car was known as the second fastest car in the world, and I had to hold back the woozy feeling in my stomach as Jackass suddenly accelerated onto the highway, going from five miles an hour to seventy in seconds.
Once the initial feeling of roller coaster stomach quenching was over, I sat back in the butter smooth seat, realizing that something was heating up the seat and making it nice and warm.
Naruto sat in the passenger seat, adjusting the radio to a good station. Well, a good station to him, not me.
"Opps I did it agaaaaaaaaain..." His loud voice cracked as it reached a high point, making me want to laugh, but holding it back in politeness. I didn't want to offend him if he was going to be the only friend I had for awhile.
"Shut it dumbass, I don't want to be deaf for the rest of my life." Jackass' voice rang through the car, smooth and low. Naruto stopped his singing for a moment to argue with him before he started up again, changing to a station that was playing a faster, and more techno song on it.
The soft rumble of the engine and the last of my energy made my eyes close as I drifted off, Naruto's singing echoing in the background.
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I felt myself falling slowly, my limbs moving like molasses as I reached out my arms. Something cold surrounded me and made the goose bumps on my skin rise so high that it became painful.
I tried to open my eyes and everything around me came through blurry, making me realize I was underwater. My fear and shock caused me to take in a huge breath, the water exploding in my lungs and causing prickles of pain to run down my chest and ribs.
My legs started to kick slowly as I clawed my way up towards the surface. The distance seemed like miles as my lungs deflated, the water coming back out through my mouth and nose and causing me to choke.
I could feel my eyes water up, making my surroundings even blurrier, as I slowly sunk back down, the tears mixing with the deadly water that was slowly killing me. My bottom hit the ground and I remained there for a moment before I started to float back up.
The moonlight hit me squarely in the face, illuminating my dying moment for the whole underwater world to see. My body folded out, as if I was lying on an invisible bed, and my eyes drifted close, thankful that the blurry world was gone from my sight.
In my mind I pleaded for someone to help me, wanting to live for some unknown reason I couldn't understand.
Someone suddenly grabbed my wrist, dragging me up towards the surface. I wondered if my pleading mind had somehow conjured someone up, but I forgot that thought as I gulped in air and choked up water. It hurt to take such huge gulps of air but I ignored the pain, too glad to be breathing to care.
"T-thank you, for a second there I-I thought..." My mind went blank as I realized I had almost died by the one element that brought me the most peace and happiness.
I glanced up through pink strands of hair at my savior, and pushed the hair out of my face to get a better look at him. His black wings weren't in sight and I felt a sense of loss at their not being there haloing him.
My mind conjured up the image from my dream. Not one detail was missed as I remembered the silky, black smoothness of his wings and the even smoother feeling of his lips on mine. His black hair was just as black as the last time, his muscles still as strong and stealthy looking. His katana was just as majestic looking, its leather dragons just as fierce as the last look she had had of them.
"I wouldn't have let that happen, ever." His voice was low and smooth, its roughness coming through as his eyes lit up with passion and love, directed at me. I faintly realized his hand was still wrapped around my wrist, as if expecting me to go sinking back into the water.
I also realized that we were in the familiar meadow that I kept appearing in. Somehow it was a place for both good dreams and nightmares.
A heat spread from my wrist upwards towards my shoulder. I glanced down, startled, and found the man's markings glowing a slight red. The heat continued to spread, shaking away the shivers of cold and fear that had been wracking my body.
"I don't...w-who are you?" I stared into his deep, black eyes, trying not to get lost in them. I didn't even know who he was even though he had appeared in my dreams, and even in reality. Solid and flesh and warm. Now if I could only get a solid name so I wouldn't feel so confused.
"Sakura..." Confused, I stared down at his hand as he withdrew it from my wrist and the warmth stopped. I felt a sense of loss as the warmth stopped spreading, halting at my legs and leaving my feet cold.
"Yes that's my name, but what is yours?" His face broke into a smirk as he kept silent, refusing to tell me who he was. I was about to tell him he was as much a jackass in my dreams as in real life when my shoulders started to shake. The shakes started to turn jerky, rougher, and my dark world faded as light stung my eyes.
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It was all a dream. I realized this as my eyes fluttered and I reentered the real world.
Damn you reality, always coming at the worst time.
"Sakura wake up, we're here!" I stared up into ocean blue eyes, confused as to where I was.
Naruto turned back around in his seat as the car moved forward past an open gate and into a huge campus. The gate was huge and ancient looking, its black iron glinting in the sunlight and surrounding the whole campus, protecting those living inside and keeping unwanted outside.
I stared out the window in amazement as we passed tennis courts, indoor pools, horse stables, volleyball courts, gymnasiums, every extra curricular activity possible had some sort of building for themselves. People walking on the crosswalks and pathways stared at the car as we passed and I faintly heard squeals of girls behind us.
The car turned a couple corners and we stopped in front of an elegantly built brick building. I opened the door and got out, dragging my bag along like it was a sack of bricks, because it sure felt like one.
I looked up and my mind registered as to where I was as I stared at the huge building and bracket that said Meiji-Uchiha University that was hanging on the brick wall.
Wow. Auntie Tsunade is very good at her job if she is the headmaster of this huge, and I mean super duper huge university.
I turned back around to thank Naruto and Jackass for giving me a ride but found the car gone. Sighing I stared up at the building, glad to be here but dreading what was to come.
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"Sakura dear, I've missed you so much!" I entered the spacious room and immediately headed towards my Auntie, smiling at the feeling of safeness.
The room consisted of everything a headmaster's room would have. A large dark wooden desk with a top notch computer on it. A phone with so many buttons even I couldn't guess what all of them were for. Two large windows behind the desk showed the campus stretched out before it, a view that I found amazing and beautiful. A long, comfy looking sofa stood on one side of the room, facing the center of the room, and a large plasma TV hung on the wall across the room from it. Over the couch stood different sized portraits of old headmasters and what must be the founders of the school considering there were two men in two very large portraits right in the middle of the wall.
"I've missed you too Auntie, I'm so glad I'm here and not..." My voice faded away as I thought of where else I could be. Would I be dead if I hadn't gotten on a plane and flown thousands of miles to Tokyo? Would I still be on the streets somewhere trying to figure out what to do?
"You look like you need a long hot shower and some sleep." My Auntie's voice brought me back to the real world and I looked down at myself. Wow, I looked like a homeless person. My shirt was stained with dirt and my pants were even worse. The knees of them had little holes in them which were surrounded by blood. I guess I had fallen harder than I thought.
"I look like shit," I stated the obvious, knowing my Auntie was thinking the exact same thing. After the initial welcome back and caring tone, she turned into the Auntie I loved. She wasn't afraid to state the obvious and she definitely had a backbone. No wonder she was the headmaster of one of the most prestigious schools around.
"Yeah, you do. But nothing a little hot water and a soft bed can't clean up." I smiled, glad she was just as I had remembered.
"But shouldn't we talk about what had happened?" Even though I didn't want to find out what kind of freak I was turning into, I still had to know.
Auntie had this knowing glint in her eyes and I realized she already knew somehow. Whether it was that motherly promotion or just an all knowing feeling she had I didn't know, but all my worries went away. She would know what to do, and she would tell me what to do when she was ready.
"It's okay, I'll let you use my suite till we can get your paperwork set up and you registered into the system. I'll get you a double with one of the other sophomores and you'll be able to move in tomorrow." I gaped at her. I was going here, seriously?
Here being the place where they had over three tennis courts, probably a gazillion pools hidden somewhere, horse stables and shooting ranges, and probably a bunch of other facilities that make this place just one step under heaven.
"Wow, thank you Auntie! I guess I don't have to do that paper now." My Auntie smiled at me, glad to have made my day at least a little better.
"What's better than having my niece here? I understand all your belongings are back in Yokohama so I'll have someone go out and buy you new clothes and furnishing for your double."
"Thank you Auntie but I'm really fine. I can find a job and buy my own things—"
"No, you are my niece and I'll buy whatever I want for you. Now, go out that door and to the left there is a staircase. I already have you registered in the security system so the door should open for you after you put you hand on the sensor. Make yourself at home and feel free to eat whatever you want in the kitchen and to use the guest bedroom." I nodded and followed her directions, going to the left and up the staircase. I was nervous at first that the sensor wouldn't unlock the door but it worked fine, just as my Auntie had said it would.
The suite was incredible. The furnishings were modern and a champagne color while the walls were a dark red and light brown. My entire old apartment would have fit in the living room alone, and there would still have been extra space. I walked through the living room and into the kitchen, amazed at the sheer size of everything. The kitchen was just as big with stainless steel everything. The counters were marble and I walked over to the refrigerator when my stomach started grumbling.
"I think I have just died and gone straight to heaven." I stared at all the food. Wow, there was everything to choose from. I decided to just make a sandwich since my eyes were starting to get heavy. After I had eaten it and cleaned up I went to go look for the guest bedroom.
Finding a staircase I decided to go up it, figuring the bedrooms would be on the second floor. The hallway was long and as I wandered down it I opened each of the doors. One was a closet with towels and other random cleaning products. Another was an entertainment room, not that the living room wasn't one also with all its fancy gadgets.
I tried to open one of the doors but it was locked. My curiosity made me jiggle the doorknob one more time before I moved on, figuring it must be Auntie's room. I opened the door next to it and found a huge, luxurious bedroom. I gaped at it for a moment, the king sized bed sitting in the middle of the huge round room. A huge round window lay in the ceiling over the bed, bring in rays of sunlight to cast on the bed. The windows in the curved wall went halfway around the room, bringing in even more sunlight.
I stepped into the room and walked over to one of the huge doors. Inside was the biggest closet I had ever seen, which was bare except for some articles of clothing. I walked over to the pair of pajamas hanging on a hanger and found them to be my exact size. Smiling, I grabbed them and headed back into the bedroom, going to the other door.
The bathroom was awesome. The tub, which sat in the middle of the room, looked like it could fit ten people in it at once and the shower looked like it was made of marble which sparked from the sunlight coming through the window in the ceiling. There was another room off to the side of the bathroom that held the toilet. Almost all of the walls held floor to ceiling mirrors. There was another ceiling window that sat over the tub, lighting it up.
I was tempted to fill up the tub and soak in it but I opted for a shower, eager to get into the big fluffy bed. While I showed I tried to clean the cuts on my hands and knees, gritting my teeth at the dull throb that ran up from the cuts and through my body.
After I was sure my cuts were at least a little bit cleaner I just stood there. Everything was just sinking in as the water pelted my skin. I was finally here, safe and sound, and thankfully, not dead.
"So what now?" I voiced to myself. Would I find out I was some alien? Or maybe I was like X-Men. I could definitely deal with some alone time with Wolverine.
Shaking my head at the direction of my thoughts, I turned off the water and dried off. Even the towels were wonderful, their silkiness making me stare at my own skin. My skin was like sandpaper to these towels. The flannel pajamas were just as smooth and soft and I sighed in comfort. Wow, this was the life.
I practically ran back into the bedroom and pulled back the sheets. Moaning, I snuggled into the sheets and smiled as my muscles relaxed and I drifted off.
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Tsunade tapped away on the computer, arranging Sakura's new schedule and dormitory room. She smiled as she finalized it and swiveled her chair backwards towards the file cabinet behind her. No one knew it was a file cabinet since it was encased in dark wood and looked like a tall bookcase but that's how the university worked.
Secret and secure.
"Maybe if we wait outside the door for awhile we can stall till class ends…" Tsunade rolled her eyes. Leave it to Naruto to try and get out of class, and be so loud about it that he would ruin any chances of getting away with it. Pressing a button on the underside of the desk, the door swung open to reveal Naruto.
"I doubt you can afford to miss anymore class Naruto." Grumbling, Naruto entered first then Sasuke.
"Why did you call us in so early Granny?" Tsunade rolled her eyes at Naruto's name for her. Even though she didn't have a single gray hair or any wrinkles, from the start Naruto had been set on calling her that.
"Did you complete the mission?" Sasuke who had been leaning on the wall till then came forward and started on everything that had happened. Tsunade listened carefully and attentively, glad she had sent them to complete the job.
"Did you get the box?" Eagerly Tsunade leaned forward, resting her hands on her desk and glancing between the two.
Sasuke nodded and held it up.
In Sasuke's hands was a long, black marble box. On the outside were carvings of blue symbols and as Sasuke placed it on the desk the symbols glinted from the sun coming through the window.
Tsunade smiled as she stood up over the marble box. Oh how long they had waited for this. The tracking, the unsureness, the fear of failing, the fear of being caught.
"So you did get it, good job," Tsunade motioned with her hand to the door while her other hand lightly touched the smooth marble. "And just in time too."
Sasuke's face remained emotionless as he turned around to close the door, shutting out the outside world from their affairs.
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My eyes fluttered open as I rolled over. I felt sunshine rays warm my face as the sun just barely peaked over the horizon.
"What a way to wake up," I mumbled to myself as I glanced at the clock. Okay maybe not a way to wake up, considering it was only six in the morning. But even that didn't hinder my contentedness as I laid there in happiness, glad to have had such a long sleep and even gladder to have had a dreamless night. A weird thing to be happy about but a relief none the less.
No Jackasses, no drowning, no battles or blood. What a way to sleep. Even though I did feel a little sad that there was no hot Jackass to kiss me in my dream, I quickly pushed it away. No way was I going to dream about some Jackass kissing me when he was that mean in reality. Screw the fact that he was somewhat decent in my dreams.
Figuring I wouldn't get back to sleep now, I slid out of bed and headed for the bathroom.
Even though I had showered last night I felt the need to shower again. As I stood in the shower my mind wandered back to the plane ride. I knew I would have to explain everything to Auntie and I tried to remember every detail, not that it was that hard.
I went back to when I had been cupping the water, ready to splash it on my face. The plane had lurched as it hit a bump of air and I had fallen forward. My hands had come up to stop myself from slamming into the mirror, completely forgetting about the water that they had been cupping. After that I couldn't really remember what had happened. I did remember the shock and fear though of seeing the water turned ice on the mirror.
A tingle ran up my spine as the image burned itself further into my mind. I fell against the wall as my back erupted into spasms of tingles, black spots covering up my sight. The mirror of ice was in my mind again, the water freezing up and cracking and suddenly not just the water was freezing up.
The ice slowly traveled down the mirror and over the sink. Crackling was all I heard along with my labored breathing as the ice left a pathway of clear harness behind it. It made it finally to my feet and I stared in fear as my feet slowly turned blue and cold. The ice spread over my toes and up my ankles. My calves were the next target and I cried out as my knees were consumed in icy coldness. The clear ice spread in a mass up over my stomach quickly, way to quickly, and finally made its way towards my shoulders.
For a moment I wished he was here, protecting me like in my other dreams. But that thought disappeared as quickly as it had come for I knew that he wasn't. I was on my own here, and no one was going to come help me.
"Oh god—stop p-please...c-cold, too cold-d." I faintly heard words coming from my mouth but I didn't care what I was spewing out. The tips of my fingers were consumed and I sat there shivering in coldness as the clear ice covered all of me.
The shivering continued and I realized my eyes were closed. I opened them to find myself back in the shower, shivering and naked on the ground. What had happened? I glanced down at my shivering hands and decided I could think later after I had stopped freezing my ass off.
How did the water turn off? I thought to myself as I slowly got up and wrapped my arms around myself to stop the shivering. I glanced up at the knobs of the shower and felt my neck scream in protest as my head snapped up again, staring at the nozzle of the shower.
"Holy...oh my—" I clenched a hand over my mouth to keep myself from screaming.
Not again, please not again.
The water that had been coming out of the shower nozzle was suspended in midair. It looked like someone had taken a remote and pressed pause as the water came out of the shower nozzle. I realized I had pressed myself into a corner in fear and I swallowed the lump in my throat as I reached out towards the floating water, a surge of courage making me do this, something that I would not normally do.
What was going on? Why did this keep happening? At least it wasn't ice...yet? One thing I was glad for was the fact that it wasn't trying to kill me.
My fingers touched one of the streams of water droplets and it rolled down my finger and down my arm till it fell from my elbow. I reached out farther and watched as more water became unstuck from my touch and rolled down my arm.
I let go of my mouth, sure I wouldn't scream now, and my other hand reached out to touch the water droplets also. Even thought it was freaky, it was also kind of cool and unreal. I wondered if I was dreaming and thought better of it because I knew my dreams didn't consist of things like this. They consisted of Jackasses and meadows.
Now that my heartbeat was back to normal I tried to imagine what had happened.
I remembered the tingles and sliding down the wall as my vision transformed my surroundings to the little bathroom on the plane. The coldness of the ice was still in my mind and sent a shiver down my back as I remembered the advancing of the ice till it consumed me.
In my mind I saw what should have happened in any normal situation, if any of this could be called normal. I saw myself rise up from the ground as the water continued to spray out of the shower nozzle. I would have gotten out, gotten dress, and gone to get something to eat.
But this wasn't normal. Water didn't just freeze in midair. Ever.
It was supposed to flow and move.
The water suddenly came back to life, spraying me in the face and making me screech. I slammed open the shower door, coughing as water went down the wrong airway and hurried out, my mind spinning.
"Shit—" I fell to the floor, the floor cutting me off before I could continue my swearing rant. My foot throbbed from banging into the shower door, and my body was racked with coughs but I crawled away from the shower stall anyways, trying to get away. Once I was far enough away and my coughing had stopped I scrambled to my feet and stumbled over to the towel rack, wrapping one around myself.
I glanced back at the shower stall, wondering whether I should approach the shower of hell and turn off the water or not. Should I risk another unreal accident or get out of here?
Auntie will get pissed if I let the bathroom flood. Using that as an excuse, I approached the shower stall and with shaky fingers quickly turned it off.
Nearly wetting myself, I high tailed it out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. I clutched the towel to my chest as I stood there next to my bed, staring out the window as I tried to think straight.
My heartbeat slowed again and I wondered when I would have a heart attack. My heartbeat had been so crazy lately I wouldn't be surprised if it was soon.
Thinking proved to be too much and I decided getting dressed would be the next best thing to do. Not that I didn't mind getting out of the room as quickly as possible, the farther away from the bathroom the better, but I did mind walking around half naked. No thank you.
"Clothes...where are you?" I scrambled around like a headless chicken, trying to find my clothes. I walked into the humongous closet and grabbed some jeans and a white shirt before going back into the bedroom. I threw those on the bed searched for the underwear drawer.
"Oh wow." I felt a blush appear on my face. I started to wonder who had gone out and bought these clothes for me. I figured it must have been Auntie Tsunade. Who else would buy me Victoria Secret, piles and piles of Victoria Secret, which was not only personal but something Auntie Tsunade would sneakily totally do. Go off and buy me a small pile of clothes, and get a huge drawer full of underwear. At least I wouldn't have to worry about running out of underwear for awhile.
I searched through the piles for the most non-revealing underwear, which was proving difficult. Everything was thongs, or less if you could call a little stingy piece of cloth underwear, or some lacy low cut bra.
I heard something move behind me and I spun around, a scream unwillingly coming out of my mouth before I could stop it.
There stood Jackass in all his glory. His white button up Ralph Lauren long sleeve shirt somehow caught the light and accented his toned body. His loose jeans hung off his hips perfectly, a little hole at the bottom catching my attention. I would have thought he was too stuck up to let his pants get holes in them.
As much as I wanted to let myself wander off into drool land I couldn't, wouldn't. I felt my towel slip a little and I remembered that I was standing there in the middle of the room in only a towel. Standing there half naked for Jackass' eyes to see was currently on the bottom of my lists to do, or on the top of my lists to never do, for sure.
He raised an eyebrow as I glared at him.
"Get out," I shouted and picked up the first thing I could get my hands on. I threw it at his face and it hit dead on. Only then did I realize what I had thrown. Just my luck...it was a thong.
A thong, of all things!
I could feel the blush forming on my face but I couldn't stop from laughing. The panties slid down his face before falling. He caught them at the last minute and his shocked expression turned into a glare.
Even though I could feel the hole forming from his glare I ignored it and gave him a smug smile.
"Next time you burst in like that, you might get a whole lot more than just some clean panties," I told him as he turned briskly and walked out of the room. The door slammed behind him.
"Stupid Jackass...what else does he expect when he comes in without knocking?" I muttered to myself.
I was about to put on my jeans but I stopped in surprise. I sat down on the bed and pulled my left knee up to my face. Not a scratch or even a scar. I pulled up my other knee and found it scratchless too.
Huh. Now I was healing quickly too? Could my day get any weirder? I stopped that thought because I knew for a fact that it could.
I slipped on the jeans, wondering what the hell was going on. I towel dried my hair and suddenly remembered my hands had been scratched up too. Inspecting my hands I found them just as healed as my knees.
Deciding that now would be a good time to talk to Auntie, if she was awake that is, I headed down the hall.
As I descended the staircase I heard someone in the bathroom. At first I thought it was Auntie till I heard them singing what sounded like an off key "I Feel Like a Woman." I stopped in my tracks wondering who would be in the bathroom this early in the morning.
"I feeeeeeel like a womaaaaan...wait...where's the toilet paper? There's no toilet paper, what's the world coming to? I need toilet paper, someone help me!" I rolled my eyes as Naruto's screech became familiar. I decided to let him find it, considering it was next to the toilet and not that hard to find.
I turned the corner and walked into the kitchen humming. My step faltered as Auntie Tsunade suddenly stopped speaking quietly to Jackass.
"I hope you are feeling better Sakura?" Her warm smile made me feel better, even though I was still suspicious about the secret whispering.
"Yes Auntie, thank you." I glanced at Jackass who suddenly looked away. "Are we going to talk now?"
"Why don't you get something to eat then come down to my office," she suggested. I nodded and she turned and left the kitchen. I glanced in his direction again before I walked past him towards the refrigerator.
Suddenly my appetite wasn't so great, which made me mad because there was all this good food in the fridge and I couldn't even get up the hunger for it. Did Auntie know what was happening to me? I hoped she did because I sure as hell didn't have any answers. None, zero, nada.
I sighed and grabbed a water bottle, yes I was going to chance drinking water even though it might spring up and start dancing, before sitting down at the counter a couple seats away from Jackass.
I fiddled with the cap for a couple minutes, the scraping of the cap filling the silence before I turned to Jackass.
"What are you doing here?" I stared at him, waiting for him to give me some kind of smartass remark.
"Headmaster called us in." Okay, it wasn't a smartass remark, but he was still a Jackass.
"For what?"
"What does it matter to you?" I gaped at his rudeness before I looked away. Well if he wanted to sit here and be rude then he could do it, alone.
I got up and looked through some of the drawers for a sharpie to mark my water bottle before giving up and just placing it in the refrigerator. It was difficult to pick a place in the refrigerator since I was afraid I would forget it was there. Finally I chose the spot right in front and just as I was closing the door I felt a slight tug on the back of my shirt.
My instincts kicked in as I spun around and started hitting at whatever was behind me. Before my fists could connect with anything solid they were held in the steel grip of none other than Jackass and I was pushed back against the refrigerator by my wrists.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I hated that my breathing was labored as if I had ran a couple of miles. I tried to reason with myself that it was just all the scaring I had been through these last couple of days, and not the man in front of me.
Who was very close.
And very hot.
And very...oh just shut up before you start moaning because of your very unhelpful imagination.
I tried to release my wrists from his caged hands but he just stared at me as I struggled. My damp hair slapped everywhere, sticking to the refrigerator and my neck as I tried to push him back. I finally gave up and opted to glare at him.
The nerve of him. First he's mean to me, then rude, and then he's lifting my shirt like I'm...like I'm going to let him! You want to let him lift it, oh so very much.
"Do you have a tattoo?" My rambling mind came to a screeching halt as I stared up at him. A tattoo, seriously? Not only was he mean but he was crazy.
"No, I'd rather not grow to be fifty regretting every single day that I have a tattoo. What does that have to do with you lifting my shirt?" My voice rose in anger as I yanked on my held wrists in for emphasis.
"Are you sure?"
I gaped at him. Wouldn't I know if I had gotten a tattoo or not? Clearly, he didn't believe I did.
"I do not have any tattoos, now if you would let me go please," the words seethed out from between my teeth as I looked him straight in the eye. His eyes were just as black as they had been in my dreams, without the red, and I wondered if his lips were just as soft as in the dream.
Whoa. Back it up there Sakura, no need to be thinking like that. Coming out of that little fantasy, I realized I had been gazing at his lips. Way to look desperate Sakura. Embarrassingly enough, my face started to heat up and I looked past his shoulder, trying to get my face back to its normal color.
I could feel his stare on me, scrutinizing every inch of my face, until finally he released my wrists and stepped back. His face stayed emotionless as he went back to his seat.
My body screamed at the loss of his body, even though I told it to deal with it and get over it. Well that was just weird. Very, very weird. And just a little flustering. Was it warm in here or was it just me? Glancing at Sasuke I decided it was just me.
I wasn't quite sure what to do now that he was sitting there acting like nothing had just happened. Like he hadn't just pushed me against the refrigerator and asked if I had any tattoos. But he totally did just do that, and I was at a loss for words. He didn't seem to care, but I sure did. Who goes around lifting shirts and asking about tattoos? Mental patients, maybe. Weird people, sure. But hot Jackasses that have no emotion whatsoever? Not so much, if ever.
Now would be a good time to go see Auntie before your list of questions grows even longer. I thought, my mind threatening to explode with all this weirdness. No need to stay and give him another chance to cage me against a refrigerator. Cause that was rude, and hot. Oh shut up, no one asked you.
Straightening my shirt I gave him one last glare before leaving the room. And definitely no need to stay and check out his muscles that showed through his shirt and his perfectly messy hair and perfectly loose jeans and perfectly, well everything.
For a moment I wished with all my being that he was like in my dreams. Nice instead of rude was definitely the way to go, especially with those looks.
The oak door of Auntie's office appeared in front of me and I realized I had walked here, lost in my thoughts, without even paying attention to where I was going. I shook my head before knocking. No need to be thinking about Jackass when there were more important things at hand.
Instead of automatically opening the door my Auntie got up and opened it herself. She greeted me with a smile and a hug before going back to sit behind her desk. She took a bottle and stored it somewhere under her huge desk. I had to fight to not to roll my eyes, same old Auntie, getting thirsty this early in the morning.
She motioned to the couch and stood by her desk while I sat down. Her eyes roamed my face and slid down my shoulders until they rested on my hands. It looked like she was looking for something so I glanced down at my hands, extending my fingers to see if there was anything there.
Nope, nothing.
"I didn't expect this to happen so soon," Auntie muttered to herself. "But I should have known."
"Known what?" I asked. My heart thudded in my chest, my nerves making my stomach twist. She stared at me, contemplating how to start, where to start. "You can tell me, I'll listen." I just hoped I could believe whatever she was about to dish out at me.
She nodded and sighed, rubbing her hands together as if ready to tell a story. What she said next shocked me, and I knew that this was going to be a long morning.
"Thousands of years ago the world almost came to an end, but you helped save us all."
I stared at her in confusion. Thousands of years ago? That wasn't possible.
"But I wasn't alive thousands of years ago, I wasn't even alive a hundred years ago." I shook my head at the possibility. It was impossible, nothing like this had ever happened, really happened in history. As much as I trusted Auntie, this was too much, too unreal to actually happen.
"Because you died when you sealed the Gates of Inner Hell," Auntie told me as her eyes held a sadness I couldn't comprehend.
"But...I-I'm alive now. Are you saying I reincarnated?"
"Yes, when your parents saw their little baby was the reincarnated Guardian, again, they were beyond shocked."
"Again? You say that like..." I trailed off, the possibilities endless.
"They have been living for thousands of years, in heaven, and when they found out your mother was pregnant they came to Earth to have you, only they didn't know you were...you."
"And they just fell from the sky?" I wanted to laugh in disbelief at all of this, but something inside of me believed it. Knew it was true and wouldn't let it go, wouldn't let me disbelieve.
"There is another dimension just like this one. That is where Heaven is. When they gave up their wings they committed themselves to this dimension and the dangers that came with it."
"But in my dream we had wings, and markings, and—"
"Your dream? What have you been dreaming of?"
"Well, wars and a meadow with this pond that I could stand on, and that guy. He had black wings and these black markings on his arms—you were looking at my arms to check for markings weren't you." It all suddenly clicked and I understood.
I sunk back into the couch as I realized that these dreams were old memories. They weren't dreams, they were real things that happened to me thousands of years ago.
"Yes but I'm guessing they haven't totally evolved yet since you are in this dimension. Your dreams, what else did they show?"
I tried to think past all this new information. "Well, there was one where I was in this dome of water, but it was just a dream." Even though I believed that the war and everything had happened, I couldn't even begin to believe that being in that dome of water in the middle of pond was even possible.
Right?
"Even though it is far fetched Sakura, it is true. Do you think you have been dreaming these last few days with all the strange occurrences?" She looked me dead in the eye.
I stared down at my hands, not even realizing till now that they were shaking.
"You're different Sakura, both in this dimension and the other, and these things happening to you are going to keep happening unless you control them."
"How can I control this if I don't even know what it is?" I clenched my hands in anger. Why me? Why couldn't I just be some plain wallflower who lived her life normally? Why did I have to have these weird things happening to me, out of all the billions of people in this world?
"With our help you can," she said as she walked around her desk and sat down at it, her hands coming to clasp together. "You were the Chosen Guardian, are the Chosen Guardian, and always will be the Chosen Guardian."
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