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Sasuke turned up. Guess he ditched school.
"Thought coz I caused this I better fix it." Sasuke sighed as he came into the house, motioning to my broken rib, I shrug.
"There's not much to fix, I just sit around and be bored."
"Well, we can start with the bored part." He said, grinning wryly. I sigh, rolling my eyes I shove over on the couch to let him sit down.
"You just wanted to get away from Naruto's 'talk about how you feel' session, didn't you?"
"How'd you guess?" he asked blandly.
"You usually aren't the consciences, caring friend you are today." I say, grinning.
"I really wish he'd stop that. I don't need counselling or whatever he's trying to give me."
I smile kindly. "Leave Naruto alone, I think he needs the counselling more then you, he's really worried." I say. "It's not everyday that your boyfriend loses his entire family."
"Whatever, it's not his problem." Sasuke looked at the ground bitterly "He has no family to lose."
I look up, surprised, I mean, I knew Naruto didn't live with anyone, but so do a lot of people. "What?"
Sasuke smiled grimly at me. "You don't know? Naruto was the talk of the town for a while. His parent's died saving a family from a rabid fox."
I raise my eyebrows "Rabid fox?"
Sasuke nodded. "Not something you see everyday, apparently it was huge. Anyway, Naruto got a bite himself, he has a scar on his stomach." I shudder at the thought of how Sasuke knows that, then try desperately to get rid of the mental pictures that follow. "And his dad died from a bite too, his got infected. His mother committed suicide later on." Sasuke finished.
It's weird how much Sasuke tells you if you don't ask, it must be horrible for Naruto, to try so hard and get not even half as much of the information as I do. "Wow, I never knew Naruto had a sad twisted past. I wonder how many of us do." I say, smiling dryly.
We spent the day being bored together, I was glad of company that wasn't Sakura's and he was glad to get out of a 'talk about your feelings' session, eventually he went home at about four. Now I'm sitting and being depressed before Sakura and Shika get home, it takes ¾ of an hour to walk form the school to here.
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…. Few minutes later
I'm bored. I'm gonna go meet up with Shika and Sakura, I don't care if I ruin their romantic walk together.
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Well… that was awkward.
Okay, I met them halfway, and then laughed at their red faces as they quickly dropped one-another's hands. I sigh and roll my eyes, squishing in-between them to be as annoying as possible and sling my arms around them both, for the obvious entertainment reasons, and the fact my rib hurt and I put my weight on them. But of course, they didn't know that last one…
"Why don't you two just tell me you love one-another? Gosh, seriously, your like family, I could at least get to know if there's incest in ours."
They cringe. "Yeah, thanks for putting it into perspective, Sor." Shika said dryly. I grin brightly.
"So that means you two are a couple?" I ask, exited mainly to get some revenge on sakura.
They sigh, both blushing and squirming uncomfortably, until I figured they'd suffered enough and changed the subject "What happened at school today?"
"Debating next Friday." Shika said automatically. "I told Iruka-Sensei you'd be there?" it was a kind of question, I guess.
I nod. "Yup, I'll be at school tomorrow whether I feel better or not, a) we have VA, and I'd rather die then miss Visual Arts and b) I'm bored at home."
I walk straight up the driveway with Sakura, Shikamaru stops to check the mail, and sakura starts making dinner as soon as we get inside. You know how nice it is not to be alone anymore? Even if there's incest in my family.
It's strange, it's like now I've given up on Gaara, it isn't the come-and-go heart-breaking pain, it's a constant dull throb, it seems to make every movement I do heavy, but I can lift the extra load, just. Its easier thinking there's no hope.
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In Bed
Yep… given up….
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11:00 pm
You know how Shika checked the mail? Well, I got something from Gaara. It was a plain white envelope, and in it was my packet of bobby-pins.
Sora,
Thought you might need these for the next unfortunate person who moves into the street.
Gaara
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He's moving…
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BUT WHEN!? When! Has he left? Is it too late!?
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Midnight
I don't care about giving up; it's now a constant heart-breaking pain.
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Friday 5/7/15 – one week until debate.
I went to school today, and went home in second period (after VA). I couldn't take it, Gaara wasn't there. I went strait home, parked the car and then ran (with my bobby-pins) to his house, it was empty. It had a big 'For Rent' sigh in front, I nearly screamed, I sprinted down to Kankuro's room, where I tried to open the window, but came face-to-face with a piece of paper taped to the inside of the window, where it was locked shut with a piece of wood.
'Stay out of the House, Sora, I said 'Next' unfortunate person.'
I scream, it was too much, he knew I would find out too late, he knew it! I screamed and screamed and sunk to my knee's.
"I HATE YOU SABUKO NO GAARA! WHY DID YOU LEAVE!? I HATE YOU!" I yell madly, punching the wall. "I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I-I- hate…hate…h-hat-hate…" I start to sob, giving up on my screaming now that my voice was horse, I was so angry, he didn't even say goodbye. He just left. Just like that. I didn't even have the hope of seeing him at school now. The stabbing pain slowly went to slow throbbing pain, then that in turn turned to emptiness and I sat there, against the cold brick wall under Kankuro's window. Hollow-eyed and shivering as the afternoon grew colder.
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I don't care about the date. He's gone. It doesn't matter what day it is.
Eventually Sakura found me, I don't know what time it was- or what time it is, but all I've done since is curl up in my bed and drink half of my hot-chocolate. I don't feel like eating. I just want to sleep.
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Work is horrible. I don't know what day it is. He's gone. Does it matter? No.
I think its Monday… or Sunday… possibly Saturday… I really don't care, either way all I'm going to do is sit in bed and feel sorry for myself…
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I don't care
I thought I had FOUR WEEKS. I thought I had time… I had more like four days. And I wasted them.
He's gone…
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Sunday some time
Turns out its Sunday… thought it may be Monday by now. Or If I'm lucky time'll be going backwards and it'll be Thursday again…
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