Obligation

Chapter Five

-Date 13: Speed Zone-

Sakura pulled into the parking spot, turning off her car and getting out. She looked at the place that she and Gaara were meeting a bit curiously, having never been here before. It was some place called Speed Zone, where you could race go-carts and stuff.

It was a bright sunny day, as summer was drawing to a close, and so she was wearing a pair of capris and a plain, light blue t-shirt with tennis shoes. She had tied her hair up into a short pony tail, not really putting a lot of effort into her appearance, since she was probably going to be all hot and sweaty by the end of the day anyways.

Gaara still hadn't tried to make any kind of move on her. The only thing he did was kiss her hand, and that was very rare. She just didn't understand him at all, and was becoming extremely frustrated. They had been dating for two months now, and still nothing. In her previous relationships her boyfriend, if that was what you could call him, would have already tried to get her into bed. But with Gaara, she had yet to pass first base.

She saw him waiting for her at the entrance, and walked over to him. "Sorry I'm late. There as a bit of traffic, and I wasn't exactly sure where this was, since I've never been here before." She told him.

The redhead glanced up from his phone, giving her a once over and then putting it away. "That's fine, I had to deal with a client anyways. So no worries." He assured, holding the door open for her. She walked through the door and waited for him on the other side.

"So are you ready to finally have a chance to beat me?" he smirked, following after her as they went up to counter to pick what they wanted to do. The inside was somewhat like a Dave & Busters, filled with arcade games and an area for eating.

She rolled her eyes at him. "Please. I've been waiting for the chance to shove your arrogance down your throat." She snickered.

"Oh I can assure you, the only one who has shoving on the agenda is myself." He smirked, giving her a suggestive look.

She blushed slightly, but smiled nonetheless. "One thing I don't think you know about me is that I like to be on top, cause' I'm the best." She said, looking back at the board in an attempt to hide her darkening face.

"Baby if you want to be on top, you go ahead and be on top, but eventually you're going to be beneath me screaming out my name." he said, leaning closer, actually pulling her body against his. "And you'd enjoy it."

Her eyes were as wide as saucers, and her face dark as a cherry. "Yes, well, you'll have to earn the privilege of being my first, so good luck with that."

"Your first?" he blinked, his arrogance completely gone and replaced with surprise. "You're a virgin?"

"Yes." She frowned slightly. "I was always too busy or focused on my schoolwork to keep a steady boyfriend. They didn't like that I wouldn't put out for them after the first few dates and if they couldn't deal with my schedule then I figured they weren't worth the effort. So I stopped dating."

"I see," he nodded, appearing deep in thought. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so…well vulgar. I assure you, it wasn't my only intention."

She just shrugged. "It's not a big deal or anything. It's not like I play the innocent virgin all the time. And I just figured that you were only doing this with the hopes of getting me in bed, otherwise I don't see why else you would want to date me as a form of repaying my father's debt."

"Because I like you." He said simply.

"Why?'

He scratched the back of his head, shoving one of his hands in his pocket. "Well…I don't know. Ever since the first time I saw you I wanted to attempt to get to know you…but I mean you were busy and I couldn't exactly just run into you and go 'Hey, remember me? I paid for your college and you didn't even know'. That would have been kind of awkward."

A small smile made its way to her face. "Oh I wouldn't have put it past you to come up with some form of 'bumping' into me on the street and grabbing my attention."

"Well, technically I couldn't. The contract your father and I signed…well he forbade me from making any contact with you as long as he was alive." He sighed, looking off. "When I showed a slight interest in you, he said 'Over my dead body will I ever let you within speaking distance of her' and that was a condition of our contract."

"He was always looking out for me, though I don't completely agree with some of his methods." She said.

Gaara just shrugged. "Yes well, all that is over and done with, so what do you say? Want to go and race?"

"Okay." She said. They paid to race and got in their go-carts. Throughout the entire day they went on each of the five tracks, racing each other for the best time. Gaara won four of the five races, Sakura winning the last. Her excuse was that she was getting the hang of it, to which he just laughed it off.

When their date was over, both were sporting a few bruises, Sakura having a large one on her side from hitting someone else, and Gaara only having one on his arm. "This was a lot of fun. Thank you." Sakura said genuinely, smiling up at him when they stood back outside the entrance.

"No problem. I enjoy actually getting to take a break so it's a win-win situation." He said happily. Then he heard his phone go off. He sighed and pulled it, opening up the text.

"Do you need to go?" she asked, not wanting to seem too nosey, but at the same time not wanting to keep him from anything important.

He grimaced and looked up at her, giving her a small nod. "I do actually. This is something I need to take care of myself. But I promise I will make it up to you." He smiled, sticking his phone back in his pocket.

"Don't go out of your way on my account. I'm sure you're busy." She said, unable to help but return his smile. "Although, when you make it up to me, do it in a less painful way than today." She joked, talking about her bruise.

"Of course, of course." He laughed, giving her a nod. "Well I've gotta run. So I'll call you later." He promised before heading off towards his car and driving off.

Sakura let out a sigh and walked back to her car, getting in carefully and heading back towards her apartment. She would be the first to admit that dating Gaara had its perks, but that did not mean that she looked forward to them. Nor would she say that she was disappointed he had yet to make a move one her. No sir. She was a practical woman, and the best way to think of this was practically. They were only dating because it was a business agreement. Not because he liked her and wanted to know her. He was just using her father's debt to his advantage, and she wouldn't fall for his little ploys.

Nodding to herself, she entered the highway, cranking up the music on her stereo to drown out her thoughts of the redhead.