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Wednesday 27/6/15
I miss him.
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Same day
Why won't he talk to me?
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…. Few minutes later
Did I make him angry?
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… Ditto
I miss him more.
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Thursday 28/6/15
I approached him in science today. "Gaara-" I started. He faced me, cold eyes.
"Why are you still speaking to me?" he asked bitterly.
I felt hurt, his tone cut me. "I- I… because you're my friend, that's why, why shouldn't I speak to you?" I demand.
He shakes his head. "You know."
"I know what?" I say, even more angry, but he just walks away. My anger fades back into pain.
Sasuke came and collected me off my Loner Bench, he dragged me over to sit with him and Naruto.
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Naruto came in to say hi. He hugged me. The only thing of matter he said was 'love hurts, doesn't it?' sadly.
I shook my head. "We're not in love- well, not that kind of love."
He responded. "Not that you know of." And rolled his eyes.
I just curled up into a little ball.
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Friday 29/6/15 – next debate, with sound country, three weeks away.
I miss Gaara, I tried to speak to him again today. "Gaara!" I called.
"What?" he turned, Temari and Kankuro next to him.
"Can I talk to you?" I asked.
The three siblings glared. And I took a step back, hurt again, then asked for a second time. "Please?"
Gaara shook his head, and walk up to me. "What?"
I looked pleadingly into his eyes. "Why are you ignoring me?"
"I'm not."
"Why, why are you being cold?" I ask.
His eyes softened for a moment, then returned to their now-usual cold, he sighed. "You don't want to know me."
"What!?" I ask, surprised. He just walked off, following Temari and Kankuro.
"Gaara!" I called, desperately, but he just kept walking.
I don't understand, have I upset him? What have I done… is he angry because I made him come to that debate…well, I didn't make him come to that one. Is he angry for me knowing his secret?
I go cold at the word, so the one friend I thought had no secret, did have one, one that was bigger then everyone else's. Gaara murdered somebody. Murder. I shudder, but I don't care, I love Gaara! He is my best friend! What he's done doesn't matter, why is he ignoring me?
In science Kakashi pulled me aside as everyone filed out and asked me if anything was wrong, I fixed his concerned look with blank eyes. "Everything's fine." I had replied.
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30/6/15 - Saturday
I miss him
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Later
It snowed again. I cried again. Then I got angry again. I saw him walking down to the Lake, I ran to him, and fixed his 'what?' gaze with an angry one.
"Gaara, I really don't know what your problem is, I really don't," I start. "But I really don't care. I don't care if you had bloody well been a serial killer- actually, I would," I pause. "But! But, either way I'd forgive you. And I do."
"For what?"
"For being a complete bastard these last few days," I snap. He just raises an eyebrow. I shake my head "When your gonna stop being an asshole, come find me." I say, too annoyed to be nice.
He stands there for a long while after I leave (shut up! I was watching him through the shutters!) I was worried he'd catch hypothermia and was about to run out and drape a blanket around him when he shook himself and walk off.
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31/6/15 –last day of June, I miss him more.
Winter is official tomorrow, despite the first snow coming early. It's only light.
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1/7/15 – first day of July …. Mmmm… Winter…
Ah, Monday again. Sakura and Naruto and Sasuke and Shika sat with me today, I think Sakura rallied them to make me feel better. I caught Gaara watching me today in Science. It was horrible, we had a prac lesson, once again, pressure's on for the School Certificate.
"So, we're going to do a prac today… well, one of you is." Kakashi-sensei's eyes scanned the roll and I closed my own in silent prayer that it wouldn't be me, of course, god never really liked me. "Sorano? Come on up." I sigh, and get up, people are recognising me now, I guess after two terms of my name being called out in rollcall they kinda get used to the girl who doesn't say anything.
It's strange being invisible again. It's kinda a relief too, it's like being home again, whether home is a bad thing or a good thing, I don't know yet.
At least when I lit some magnesium on fire by accident and fell over in surprise, tripped over a chair and knocked over the bin people where only concerned with the fact they were nearly blind, not the fact I had tripped over and was now covered in paper and chewing gum. It could have been worse… I guess. I only caught Gaara looking with his half-smile on, shaking his head slightly as I blushed crimson and Kakashi helped me up.
I think that was the last time Kakashi will choose me to demonstrate an experiment again…
"Okay, well, write what happened up." Kakashi said, sighing. The class got to work and I know most of them just wrote. 'Blinded, not completely sure what actually happened…'
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Why am I so clumsy?
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I should take 'not falling over in class' classes.
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Infact, I'm pretty sure I should take 'walking' classes too.
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Work-
Nobody's here. Really sad. This shop gets like no business now Sasuke isn't here for randoms to perve on.
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Speak of the devil!
Sasuke came in to keep me company. "Hey Sora." He said, I shuffled over for him to sit down. He sighed.
I resist the urge to ask what was wrong, but I decided he wouldn't have come to me if he wanted somebody to talk to, he has Naruto who would be ecstatic to have him confess his feelings. But he needs to remember this is Sasuke, and he won't be doing that anytime soon.
"Naruto stopped bothering you yet?" I ask, pulling out a nail file and busying myself with shaping my nails.
"No." he said bitterly. "He thinks I'm chronically depressed and keeps recommending psychiatrists." I laugh, and he smiles dryly at me. "I knew you'd laugh."
"I laugh at everything." I say dismissively.
We sit and talk mindlessly for a while, before he ruins the comfortable chat "Hey, has Gaara talked to you yet?"
I look down, my smile dropping. "No."
"I looked up the case, his case, on the 'net. He got off on Self-defence, and then moved here, but nobody knew about it because it was kept only in Suna," he paused. "You know their crime rate's high there, well, nobody thought it interesting enough to put in paper's here."
I nod. I knew most of that already. "Who did he kill?" I ask, stopping filing my nails.
"A fifteen year old boy… It didn't have details of what happened…" he said.
"Oh," I say simply. "Fifteen… young… very young." I say sadly, I hoped desperately that he had a really good reason for it. Life is a precious thing.
Sasuke nodded. "You don't care, do you?" he said, fixing interested obsidian eyes on me, this seemed to be a good subject. It seemed to be interesting enough to distract his mind from his own troubles. Well, that's why I'm here, isn't it? I'm Sora, a shoulder to lean on. I offer my own troubles so people can forget their own, don't I? It's my job.
I shake my head. "No, not really, well I do, for that boy, but Gaara hasn't done anything to me, until now… why should I judge him from something he's obviously run away from?" I ask.
"I guess…" Sasuke mused. "He's hurt you haven't he?"
I frown. "Why'd you wanna know?"
He shrugs. "Sometime's it's good to know things."
I sigh. "Yes, I wish he'd get over it and talk to me… I don't understand it at all, I should be the angry one."
He grinned wryly. "But your not, maybe that's the problem?"
I look at him, confused. "What?"
"Well, maybe he'd just like you to yell at him, to be scared of him, maybe he finds somebody who isn't afraid or disgusted by him, well, scary? Maybe he's annoyed at himself for being afraid… maybe he wishes he wasn't?"
"Me? Scary…?" I say, raising my eyebrows.
Sasuke shrugs. "Just a thought, maybe your different to other people he's met."
"Well, obviously. I think I'm different to most people."
Sasuke sighs. "It was just a thought."
We sit in silence for a while, before I fall asleep and he wakes me up before I'm caught and get fired, there was a customer waiting anyway.
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