Disclaimer: aye bruh o.o lul. ITS BEEN SO LONG! Don't kill me D:
you see, I got kinda bored with this story and began to take me interest elsewhere. Like my new NejixSaku story :D which you should totally check out, cause the last time I checked I didn't get any reviews. It saddens me. Oh well, I don't own Naruto or any of the such.
WARNING: Characters may be OOC.
kthx. LETS GO.
Chapter Eight? Haha
I walked down the stairs of an empty house, (thank Kami-Sama!), my mom had left a few days ago, my father did the same. I couldn't help but thank the heavens that night when he left out the door to America. I definitely prefer living in this house alone.
It was another boring morning, it was almost time to leave for school. The Valentines day dance was closing in and I still didn't have a date. But I'm not complaining. Because frankly, I don't want to go, at all.
But I'm sure Naruto would force me even if I said no.
I picked up my small little hooked up to the wall phone that I barely used ever, and dialed up a familiar number.
"Hey Gaara! Can I drive you to school?" I asked Happily through the phone.
"NOOOOOO!" and the phone dropped.
At least that's what it sounded like.
"Hello?" I heard from the other line.
"Temari-Chan! Where'd Gaara go?"
"He hugging himself in the corner. Fuckin' emo. GET YOUR ASS UP. TIME FOR SCHOOL. What the hell? GET YOUR PAJAMA'S OFF. BARBIE! COME HELP BABY BROTHER!"
Aghh. Was yelling and forever damaging my ear really necessary?
I didn't think so.
"SHUT UP TEM. I'm brushing my teeth!"
And wait for it... wait for it..
"THAT'S A COMB DUMBASS."
"OH SHIT. Really? Huh. No wonder there's blood. Thought it was a cavity.." his voice faded, I guess he was walking for a mouth band-aid? I wonder if those really exist..
"Gaara! Get up!"
"Ow! What the hell Temari! Im not you're boyfriend! LET GO. URRG"
"Pirate poseur."
"Crazy Bitch."
"YOU WANNA MOUTH FULL OF SPATULA?"
"Where do you even put that thing?"
"Places..."
They were so ignoring me.
Tsk tsk.
I hung up the phone and checked the time, it was time to head out!
Gaara wasn't on the bus, I guess he was late thanks to Temari.
What a Gal.
"Hey Panda-Chan!" I walked up to the scowling Gaara as he sat in at his desk.
"You seem cheery." He said in a bored tone, twirling a pencil.
"I am!" I said proudly. Today was gonna be good! It has to be, so far so good.
"Hey Sakura." I turned out swiftly only to come face to face with a boy, whom I didnt know, by the way.
"Hey uh.." hmm.. Embarrassing? Yes, yes it is.
"My name is Seigetsu." He said with a grin. Kyaaa! Cutie!
"Sakura." I held out my hand. Oh kami-Sama I'm such a dork. He took my hand gently and kissed it.
OH. MY. GOSH.
"I know exactly who you are, Sakura." he said huskily, a smirk plastered on his face. Did I blush?
Don't blush! DON'T DO IT.
"I. Uh. So what do you want?" nice going Haruno. Nice going.
(Insert mentally slapping forehead here)
"I'd like it if you would attend the Valentine's dance with me." he said sweetly. Awhh! That's so cute!
But I really don't like him.
Too bad,
So sad.
"I'm sorry, but I decline." did that seem to, what's the word.. Formal? Decline, who the hell uses that in highschool?
"And why is that?" He asked, geez nosey much?
Oh wait.
CRAP.
WHAT THE HELL DO I SAY?
"I.. Uh.. Um.."
"She's already got a date." my perked up when I heard Gaara's voice. I turned around and saw him, not even looking up, and still twirling that pencil.
"With who?" I heard Seigetsu ask from behind me.
"I don't see that as any of your business." Gaara said. I could feel the tense atmosphere getting stronger. So I decided to speak up!
"U-uh, well Gomen! Er, you should probably take your seat now." I said, avoiding eye contact. I didn't need Gaara beating him. What's his problem anyway?
I DON'T HAVE A DATE!
I saw the boy nod and walk back to his desk, I turned to Gaara, hands on my hips.
"What the freak, Gaara?" I threw my hands in the air. He raised a brow, a nonexistent, (Damn you Rock Lee!) eyebrow at me.
"What?" He asked monotone.
WHAT? Did he just say this?
"You know what!" I glared. "Why would you tell someone I have a date when I don't eve plan on going?" I exclaimed.
"Sakura." he looked up at me with those beautiful sea green eyes of wonder...
"What?" my voice more calm than expected.
Did I make him upset?
Oh no!
Gomen Gaara!
UWAHHH.
"That guy, will tell everyone you have a date, then you wont be bothered by ignorant people." He said, his eyes back on his pencil.
"Why would I be bothered?" I mean seriously, come on!
"Because Naruto told everyone you needed a date."
WHAAAAAAATTT?
"THAT LITTLE BITCH ASS!"
"HAURNO! Office!" oi. Ahh. Fuck my life.
Kyaa kyaa kyaa
"Fuckin' Naruto. Baka Gaara. Evil teacher. FUCKIN BAKA NARUTOOO!" I yelled in frustration as I walked down the hall towards the office.
How DARE he!
He WILL feel the wrath of
SAKURA HARUNO!
The bell rang and I turned swiftly on my heel,
no office for mee!
Lunch
Lunch rolled around.
I walked into the lunchroom quietly.
"Hey Sakura-Chan!" I turned around.
"YOU LITTLE PONCE." my fist sent him flying.
"Uwahh." He grabbed his head, obviously in pain. Good. He deserves it! (Insert evil laugh here)
"Sakura-Chaaaan" He whined.
"Shut up Naruto!" I glared. "What gives you the idea to tell everyone I need a date? You know what happened? A girl asked me out. A GIRL NARUTO. SHE SHOWED ME HER BOOB. HER BOOB! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW GROSS THAT IS? EH?" I slapped his face with a spatula.
"ITAIII. I WAS JUST TRYING TO HELP SAKURA-CHAAN!" He cried loudly.
"URGLAH!" I picked up chair.
"Sakura." I turned around, who was he again? Oh yeah, Shino?
"Uh, Hey, Shino-San." I smiled nervously, quickly setting the chair down. I hope he doesnt think I'm crazy. I don't need a reputation like that!
"Well, I just wanted to ask you if you would attend the Valentine's dance with me."
"OI.. Um.. Gomen Shino-SSan I uh-" My eyes flickered to Gaara who was glaring. "I'd love to." I smiled. He looked at me, silent for a second.
"Arigatou, Sakura." HE walked past me quickly, d'aww.
I looked to Gaara.
Four words.
Payback is a bitch.
(Insert maniacal laugh here bahaha)
I smirked as I walked over to the table Gaara was sitting at, and sat down next to him.
"What were you two discussing?" He asked, no emotions. DAMN. Thought I broke him of that habit.
"He asked me to the Valentine's dance." I replied simply.
"What." Gaara growled.
Whoa.
Gaara has left the building.
The demon has entered.
"O-oi what's up Gaara?" I aksed nervously. Wasn't afraid per say...
I just didn't wanna die.
"Hn." He replied.
Hn? What the hell does Hn mean?
WHAT THE HELL. I pulled out my lucky spatula.
"YOU CANT JUST GO ALL SPAWN OF SATAN AND THEN GO HN! WHAT THE HELL? ANSWER ME FOOL!"
"I cant answer you when you're beating my head with a spatula." He replied annoyed.
I blinked.
"Hn!" I flung back crossing my arms. Gaara sat up straight, and began eating.
"I expect an answer!" I said to him, geez!
He looked at me.
"You'll get one." He said, returning to his meal.
"When?" I asked irritably.
"Later."
FFFFFF
Nigga bitch.
Kyaa kyaa kyaa
I walked through the school, hands by side. I couldnt help but think of what's going on. Gaara's crazy. Naruto's a baka. Sasuke's a manhoe. And Itachi.. Psh. "Rapist!" oh.. I said that out loud didn't I? Good thing its after school and the hallways are deserted!
"Are you that desperate, billboard brow?" Ino and her 'Posse' walked up with a smirk.
"Oiii. I don't have time for you barbie doll." I waved my hand in hopes that she'd disappear.
Oh how wrong I was.
"You don't have time for me? Everyone has time for Yamanaka Ino!" She flipped her hair.
"I bet that's what you say to all your customers." I grinned.
"I don't have time for your petty remarks, you're a waste of my valuable time." she snapped her fingers. "Come girls." she turned on her stiletto heels while her minions followed after.
"Thank Kami-Sama." I muttered walking down the hall and towards the entrance of the school.
What was that about anyway?
Sheesh.
BAM.
I have seriously got to stop bumping into people. I looked up to see Shino standing there. His face half covered by his jacket.
"Sakura." he said smoothly, holding out his hands.
"Oh my goshh. You have no idea how much I regret saying yes to going to the dance with this guy.
Lets flashback. Kthx.
Flashback. Kyaa kyaa
So I'm walking right? It was lunch and I was headed to class, and shino's there, waiting.
Yes, that's creepy.
But what's worse is that he barely speaks. He didn't say ONE word. He just stared.
And you know what else happened?
He was there, after every class.
Every freakin' class I had!
What a creepster!
And all I could do was fake a smile and walk away!
KAMI-SAMA WHYYYYY!
End flash kthx.
"Uh. Sorry Shino. Gotta go! See you tomorrow!" I waved, he nodded, walking past me, I dashed off but not for long.
BAM.
DAMN IT ALL.
"If you guys don't start MOVING OUT OF MY GOD DAMN WAY I SWEAR TO KAMI-SAMA YOU WILL- Gaara? Hey Gaara!" I said jumping up.
"Sakura." He nodded.
"Gaaaaaaaaraaaa! I need help with my Homework. Will you help me?" I batted my eyelashes. My charm plus Gaara equals
Hook.
Line.
Sinker.
"Hn." He said, turning away.
"WHAT! SUBAKUUU!" I tackled him to the floor with a loud thud.
"Doing it so publicly, Haruno?" I heard Sasuke's voice approach.
Why do these people enjoy bothering me?
HAVE THEY MET MY SPATULA?
"Of course Uchiha. Doing it privately seems so secretive." I grinned.
"Hn. Whore." He remarked.
"Least I get paaiiidd!" I called to him as he walked away.
"Tch" I heard him, say?
Is 'Tch' even a word? Maybe an expression..
"You shouldn't tell people such a vulgar thing. They'll believe you." I heard Gaara's monotone voice.
"Feh. Like I care." I stood up, brushing my self off. Gaara stood up soon after. "Now, about that homework..." I grinned.
Kyaa kyaa kyaa
"UWAHHH!" I cried out, throwing my pencil at the wall. Gaara looked up at me from the coffe table.
"You're not even trying, Sakura." He spoke.
And damn did he speak well..
Why did I have a coffee table anyway?
I hate coffee.
Fuck coffee.
Not literally of course.
That would be gross.
Maybe I could get Gaara to marry me and then we could use the coffee table for something important!
Instead of stupid homework!
"Sakura?" There's that voice again!
"GAARA-KUUUUN! Marry meee!" I threw my arms out.
"Are you high?"
I blinked.
Was I?
I mean I could be...
No, no.
I haven't inhaled anything.
Injections? No, no..
im not that crazy..
Though I'm still curious as to if I am slightly,
maybe its this damn air called POLLUTION.
"Hello? You are high?." he looked serious!
I slapped him with my special uber super AWESOME SPATULA!
"No you asswipe!" I yelled, frantically hitting whatever was in the way.
He threw my spatula.
"Fuck you then!" I said loudly.
He looked at me.
"It's too early for that, Sa-ku-ra." he clicked his tongue, smirking,
"Jerk!" I cried, blushing obviously an insane DEEP BEAT RED.
Tomato lookin ahhh.
God damn him.
Him and his sexy smirk.
DAMN THAT SMIRK OF SEXYNESS.
Damn it to the pits of HADES!
I'm rambling, aren't I?
Whoops!
Kyaa kyaa kyaa
It was the day before the Valentines dance,
I was still being harassed by Crazy Shino but hey, whatever. The sooner this is over the sooner I can tell him I don't like him like that.
We're only friends, of course.
And nothing. More.
Nope!
But, Gaara has been avoiding me lately, hmm...
I rushed off to school, not even thinking about the bus.
I don't know why, its like a twenty minute walk, ugh. And after ten minutes I was already mentally complaining.
Once I arrived to school I immediately took a back way.
Must. Avoid. Shino. At. All. Costs!
I could turn this into an avoidy game!
Huzzah!
Dodging him though the hallway I rushed to homeroom.
AH HAH. Gaara was present.
AND GOIN DOWNNN.
Yuh yuh yuh.
"Gaaraaaa!" I jumped over to him, hands on my hips.
He looked up, nonchalantly.
"What?" He asked, I think he was confused.
"You've been avoiding me!" I pointed to him, he can't get away from so easily.
"I haven't."
LIAR.
"Don't lie! Its bad for your soul! And being all avoidy is unhealthy!" I paused. "Only when its avoiding me!"
"You're pretty unhealthy. So it would be the other way around." He said.
"Nani? How so!"
"You're chronically insane."
I huffed.
"Well you're chronically a butthead!"
And for the first time in a long time I hear him laugh.
Well, chuckle.
And I felt like I melted.
Had he really captured my heart in such a short amount of time?
God damn him.
He probably doesn't even like me that way...
This sucks.
Kya kya kya
The Valentines day dance was today...
Oh the horror.
Oh well.
Least I can rub it in Gaara's face that I have a date.
I'm hoping for jealousy.
I'm expecting insults and tragedy.
Tsk tsk.
"Sakura."
Kyaa!
I jumped at his deep voice.
His deep... hypnotizing.. voice.. of sexyness...
Drool.
Mentally of course.
"Sakura."
"Huh? Oh! Hey Gaara!" I waved stupidly with a big smile. "So." How do I put my bragging and taunting into a sentence that won't sound immature?
Really?
You don't say? Okay!
"I have a date and you don't. Nahnah!" I stuck my tongue out playfully.
What?
I never said I'd listen.
Gaara rolled his eyes.
"Sakura-Chan." Shino walked up.
Mwaahahaha.
"Hey Shino-Kun!" I smiled, Gaara glared.
Bingo!
"I just wanted to apologize."
Eh?
"For?" I asked lightly.
"I used you. to make a girl I like jealous. Once she found out I asked you, she did get jealous and asked me to take her instead. I agreed and came to tell you. Gomen, Sakura-San." He bowed, walking off soon after.
"Guess I'm not the only one without a date." Gaara smirked.
God damn it.
Kya kya kya
I walked out of the school and to the bus, sitting next to Gaara.
I sulked.
And sulked.
And sulked some more.
"Stop sulking." Gaara said. I looked up at him.
"I can't! I have no date! And I was excited!" Gaara was silent, we walked off the bus quickly. Then he stopped and turned to look at me.
"Be ready by six." He said.
Wha?
"What? Why?"
"I'm taking you to the dance." He smirked, walking off.
I think my heart just stopped.
Oh Kami-Sama!
Kya kya kya.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
My heart racing and my stomach turning while butterflies fluttered away inside.
I wore a one strapped red dress that like red velvet, it flowed from my left mid thigh, down to my right knee. My usually straight pink hair was curled and I wore simple pink lip gloss.
Damn I looked different!
Gaara's gonna die!
Not literally of course.
A tleast I hope.
BRING.
KYA. HE'S HURR.
Huzzah!
I quickly ran down the stairs.
Psh. As if. Heels plus running equals hospitalized Sakura!
I opened the door.
And Gaara took my breath away.
He was in a tux.
And my Kami-Sama I think I'm going to faint if he doesn't stop looking at me like he wants me for dinner!
I blushed.
"E-Erm, we should get going, ne?" I smiled lightly, Gaara snapped out of it and grunted, motioning to a black jaguar car.
KYAAA.
The car ride was quiet.
And slightly awkward.
What was I suppose to say?
'Hey Gaara thanks for taking my pathetic self to this dance and giving me a sense of hope that we might a chance, even though we
DON'T!'
Too much?
Mental sob.
Oh well. Might as well deal with it.
"Sakura." Gaara was standing outside of the car, holding open my door.
I was so caught up in my depressing outlook on my romance life that I didn't notice the car stopped and that he got out.
He held out his hand, and I took it, with little hesitation. He had such a strong hand. I think I might faint.
I can't believe how formal everyone is, you'd think it'd be a fancy ball with how everyone is dressed. I guess this school really like to look good.
When we walked in I saw Yamanaka trying to practically rape Sasuke with her hand.
He just shoved her off.
I managed to suppress a snicker. Immediately after, Yamanaka turned and glared. I smirked, slipping my arm through Gaara's.
"So Gaara-Kun." I said slightly purring at the suffix. "Wanna get some punch?" I smiled at him, constantly trying to suppress my rabid beating heart.
He eyed me 'hn'd'.
What a party pooper.
"You're obviously not into parties." I pointed out, grabbing a cup.
Gaara leaned on the punch table all cool like.
"It's a dance. There's no point to it." He spoke, looking me in the eyes. I scoffed.
"There is a point." I said, getting a brow raised in return. "To dance! Der." I waved my hand at him, taking a sip of punch.
"Smartass." He replied, obviously he was trying to hide his smile. I couldn't hide mine and grinned wide.
"But I'm you're smartass."
Oh.
Shit.
My eyes widened.
"O-oi! I meant I'm you're smartass date! Not you're uh, you know, cause definitely not! I mean not that I would complain or anything but-" his finger was at my lips, silencing me. He had a very tiny smile as he looked at me.
Was my face darker than his hair yet?
"Arigatou, Sakura." He kissed my forehead.
Okay, now I know my face is darker than his hair!
"W-wha-" then I saw him walking. "Where are you going!" I asked loudly.
Don't tell me he's leaving me!
BASTARD!
"Restroom. Stay here." He said as he headed back to the direction of the bathroom.
"Like I'd follow you to the bathroom. Perv." I muttered, blushing lightly, while crossing my arms.
Instead of staying I walked outside the gym doors to the field. But not too far. It was just so pretty outside. Even if it was cold.
"Sakura." That was a deep voice, but not Gaara's.
I turned around to be faced with
Uchiha.
Oh Kami-Sama why do you hate me so?
"Uchiha." I replied coldly, turning around, ready to walk off back to the gym. Then he gripped my wrist.
"Don't be so crude, Sakura." He said huskily. Gripping my wrist and slamming me into his chest.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?' I grounded out angrily.
He kissed my ear, sending frightening, nerve wracking shivers down my back. God I hated this son of a bitch.
"I'm giving you what you want." He said, his hand found my rear and gripped it.
Oh. Hell. No.
I desperately tried to pull myself away but he gripped my other hand hard and tight. My eyes widened when he started to kiss my neck.
"Get the hell away from me!" I yelled trying to kick him anywhere I could. He threw me to the ground.
"Now why would I do that?" He straddled my hips. his knees were smashing my arms. He was about to grab at my chest when I heard a thud.
"Because if you don't I'll kill you." A voice growled. I look up to see Gaara, his eyes narrowed.
"Please Subaku, just because you've killed a man and gotten detentions doesn't mean I'm afraid of you." You could hear Sasuke's smirk. He stood up and turned to Gaara.
Gaara grabbed his neck and smirked, closing in on Sasuke's ear.
"I've killed more than one, Uchiha." His voice sounded so cold. Like it was thirsty.
Thirsty.
Thirsty.
For blood.
The words sent shivers throughout my body as I watched Gaara grip around Sasuke's neck. Sasuke tried to kick him off but ended up being punched and thrown to the ground in front of me. Gaara's foot was against Sasuke's neck, Sasuke coughed harshly.
"What are you going to do, Subaku? Kill me in front of her?" Gaara's eyes widened and looked at me. They weren't murderous when he turned to me, they looked apologetic. I opened my mouth to say something but Sasuke finished his sentence, and they hit Gaara hard.
"You're whore? That's all she is. A filthy whore." Gaara snarled at his words, shoving his foot into Sasuke's neck.
"Gaara! Stop!" I crawled to him quickly, grabbing his hand. "Stop." I looked up at him. He turned to look at me. "Forget about it, Gaara." I now had both of my hands on his. He looked at me, then Sasuke, lifting his foot and stepping over.
"Sakura, I'm-" he was about to say something when Sasuke punched him, he was standing, only barely, and Gaara had looked over, his lip bleeding.
"I'll finish you Subaku. and when I'm finished? I'll take her and give her the greatest time." Sasuke's smile was sadistic. Gaara lunged for him, shoving him back to the ground.
"Son of a bitch!" Gaara growled, punching Sasuke hard and repeatidly in the face. I watched as blood started to drip from Sasuke's face to the ground.
"Gaara!" I screamed, and there was silence. I looked at him as his fist were clenched. He stood up and walked over to the wall of the school building. He punched it.
Sasuke was unconscious.
I stood up, and walked over to Gaara.
He probably thinks I look at him differently now.
But I don't.
He probably think I want to call him a monster.
But I don't.
He probably thinks I won't like him anymore.
But I love him.
And I hug him, from behind, very tightly.
"Arigatou, Gaara." I whispered, I could feel his body tense up. He turned, and pulled me into a tight embrace.
It felt like hours until we released.
"Let's go to my house, Gaara." I said quietly, grabbing his hand and walking back to his car.
Skip skip skip
We walked into my house in silence, we were both kind of dirty.
"Sit." I ordered, he raised a brow.
"I have to fix up those knuckles, now sit." I said, going into the kitchen to grab the first aid kit.
While patching him up, he gave me those apologetic eyes and I knew why.
"I'm sorry you saw that." He said quietly, watching his knuckles.
"Don't apologize. I'm very grateful for what you did. And Sasuke deserved every bit of it." I said, thinking back to what the bastard tried to do.
Gaara was silent.
"Did you.. what did.. I mean." He sighed, pausing. I looked at his face as he formed a sentence.
"Were you listening the whole time?" He asked very quietly. I nodded.
'Please Subaku, just because you've killed a man and gotten detentions doesn't mean I'm afraid of you.'
'I've killed more than one, Uchiha.'
"Do you hate me?' He asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
My eyes widened.
"I could never hate you, Gaara. I know what you've done and I don't think differently of you, and I especially don't hate you. What you did was in the past, and even so, I still love you for you and who you are today." I said softly.
That all just kinda flowed out of my mouth without me even thinking.
But even so, it was still all so true.
"Love me?" This time you could hear him smile dumbly.
I blushed deeply.
"Bah! You're all patched up! You owe me!" I said, putting up the first aid kit.
Next thing I heard was music playing softly. I entered the living room and saw Gaara standing there. The radio was turned on, and Gaara was smirking. I raised a brow.
"You said I owed you, I'm paying you back."he held out his hand.
"With a dance?" I murmured quietly to myself while a tiny of pink was obviously visible on my face.
"You know Sakura." He said quietly into my ear, his face in the crook of my neck. My heart raced as I replied.
"Mm?" My hands on his shoulders.
"You've caused me a lot of trouble." He paused. I looked up to see him smirking. "A lot."
I looked at him with question.
"Guess what that means?" He asked, his voice soft.
"Strike three."
My final strike.
"So what's that mean?" I purred quietly as his hand caressed my cheek. My arms were around his neck, our noses touched.
"It means, you're mine, Haruno Sakura." He pulled me into a kiss filled with passion.
Filled with love.
And for once,
I really did feel loved.
And for the first time,
I had fallen in love,
With Subaku No Gaara.
And I wasn't complaining one bit.
/An/: and that's the end folks. I hope you enjoyed. It was rushed and I'm actually suprised I finished it. I did it for all of youuu! And I'm actually considering a sequal. Maybe.
Highly doubting it.
It was gonna be with Hinata's point of view and how they all grew up and where they are as adults.
I might get to it, eventually. Haha.
Thanks loves!
-Henea-Chan.