I really liked writing this chapter, it was funny. and thank you people who are leaving reviews, it really helps me update quicker. i usually read my reviews (if any) after school, and if i have some i'll start writing immediatly, if not i usually wait a few hours then start. usually i don't post my stories till the next day, but i couldn't wait to write this chapter it was a lot fun. lol enjoy minna-san!
Chapter 5
FOR KAMI'S SAKE, DO YOU NOT HAVE ANY MERCY! I continued to yell in my head as I tryed to calm my erratic breathing. There was nothing I could do about the very noticable blush on my face, for all I knew, that could be permanent. It would be just my luck if it was.
I had found the shower room, oh I had found it alright. And I had gotten a shower to. The only problem was, as soon as I had finished dressing, three different guys walked in.
One of them had long brown hair and if I wasn't positive that he was a guy, and believe me I'm VERY sure, it wouldn't have been so bad. But he was a guy, and him and another male with sunglasses on had already taken off most of their clothes, while the other one who had a spiky ponytail and a lazy stance had only removed his shirt.
With probably one of the highest pitched shrieks known to man, I darted out of there as fast as my legs could carry me. But, alas, no matter how fast or how far I ran, those images were burned onto my eyelids. I had even debated pouring alcohol into my eyes, but then it wouldn't do much since it was also seared into my brain.
It wouldn't have been such a shock if I wasn't so innocent. Which was proving to be a problem here. I'm fairly sure at this point, when I graduate, I will never be able to look at the male species without seeing something similar to what just ocurred. . . Yes, pity me.
I rubbed my eyes with my fists, again, and then began my trek back to my room, hoping that my shaky knees could take me that far. I shoved my hands into the pockets of my navy blue cotton pants that I was to sleep in, and focused on putting one foot in front of the other.
It was pretty late by now, I noted as I glanced out a window I passed. The sun was disappearing behind the moutains in the distance and the hallway's shadows were dancing on the walls. Orange, red, and a deep shade of purple were painted in the sky and darkening by the minute.
I stopped in front of my door, and took a deep breath to calm myself. I could still feel the hardcore blush on my face that was refusing to disappear. It would probably be awhile before it went away. Letting out the breath, I opened the door and stepped through, closing it behind me.
Gaara was leaning on the window listening to his stereo, playing 'Breathe into me' by Red that was on the windowsill. And as soon as I saw him, my mind went blank. The only thing that was able to become clear to me was, one: someone up there really didn't like me, and two:calling Gaara a greek god was a complete and total understatement. Because I was positive a greek god did not have a chest like that.
His jade orbs were closed, and his arms were crossed over his gorgeous, muscled, to-die-for, bare chest. His skin was handsomly pale. And his crimson hair was damp and as messy as ever. His exposed flesh was glistening with water droplets, and steam. Some of the water rolled down his flexed biceps, and I almost fell to the floor with it.
Somewhere in the back of my dead brain, I wondered where he had taken his shower, and why I had been stuck in the community strip shower.
The scent was more pronounced now, it was so strong that I could actually be proud of myself that I was still upright. An accomplishment on my part.
The only thing he was wearing was a pair of black basketball shorts that reached a little bit past his knees, again only showing the tip of his equally black boxers. Only adding to the torture.
My coal black eyes were wide as I oggled at him, and my mouth was slightly ajar. A strangled breath escaped my throat, and I realized I had stopped breathing. That was very smart of me.
I took a couple of quick breaths only to have it stuck in my chest again as his eyes opened slowly. His pale jade eyes presenting themselves past their black mask.
His gaze locked on mine, rendering me incapable of moving my eyes away. It's not like I wanted to anyway.
"What?"
That did it. His deep husky voice that flowed out of his perfect body sounded like silk whispering in the wind. I could feel the vibrations of his voice coarse through my body, making my world tilt before me.
Everything was blurry. But before it all turned black, I could feel something warm running down from somewhere on my face. . . . Then nothing.
O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o
I was first aware of someone shaking my shoulder. It was a rough shake, one that rattled my teeth and snapped my head back and forth. It was a wonder my neck wasn't broke yet.
The next thing that presented itself to my slow recovering brain, was warmth. Someone's bodyheat was radiating from them and washing over me, most likely the person who was shaking me to death.
And lastly, the thing that forced the rememberance of all the happenings that passed before my blackout, was that damned delicous scent. I could get a whiff of mint from it now, much to my surprise. I wondered where the mint smell was coming from.
I opened one of my eyes, keeping the other squinched tightly shut. The death shaking ceased immediatly. Much to my relief.
My one onyx eye gazed up into cool colored jade. He was so close. And I found out where the mint smell was coming from. His warm breath was washing over my face, and it smelled like fresh mint.
His lips were so close, if I just moved up a little bit. . . YOUR A GUY YOUR A GUY!
The warning rang loud and clear, jerking me back to ethical,logical, and rational thinking. Gaara released my shoulders, and moved back to sit on his bed. Resting his elbows on his knees, he kept his eyes on me. They were suspicous.
I fought hard against the blush I felt coming, and straightend to a sitting position on the floor. I met his suspicous eyes with my innocent black ones.
"Your nose is bleeding." he stated in monotone.
My eyes widened, and I jerked a hand up to my nose. Pulling my fingertips away for inspection, I found to my horror, I did in fact have a nosebleed. But could you really blame me? He was still sitting there on his bed without a shirt on, not having any idea he was causing a girl to almost have a heartattack.
I whiped the blood away with a tissue from my desk, then sat down on my bed facing the red headed god.
"Sorry about that. I. . . I don't feel well." I lied. In truth I was feeling fine and hyper aware of him sitting across from me.
"Hn." he answered.
"Oh come on. Your a senior, I'm sure you have a wider vocabulary range than 'hn'." I joked.
He smirked and replied, "Hm."
I snorted at him and moved my gaze to the blown up pictures on the wall. Beside the one I had spotted when I first arrived, was another of the same people huddled together with a monsterous mountain in the background.
It was snowing in the snapshot, and everyone's noses were red but they looked happy and excited. I spotted Gaara in the middle of the group, with a comical grimace on his face as he tried to glare at a blonde with four pigtails hugging his neck, pressing him close to her body.
"Who are those people?" I asked as I pointed at the picture.
He inclinded his head toward the picture, and I caught a small lift at the corner of his mouth. Was that a smile, I mused to myself.
"Naruto,Kiba,Kankurou,Tenten,Sakura,Hinata,Temari,Shino,Neji and Shikamaru." He pointed to the people as he named them.
With a jolt of embarrasment, I noticed the ones known as Shino, Neji, and Shikamaru were the ones, unbeknowest to them, who had exposed themselves to a girl.
I covered up my uneasiness with another question. "Your friends?"
He nodded."Except for Kankurou and Temari, they're my siblings."
"Oh. Where are you guys at?" I tilted my head to the side.
"Kiba's parents' cabin. They own a retreat, and they reserve a cabin for us every christmas break."
"Wow. That must be cool. Do you guys travel a lot?" I asked as I scanned the pictures on the walls surrounding the room.
He nodded again. "Every break we go somewhere new, and stay until the day before school starts back."
"Is it like family." I asked quietly.
His stoic face stayed in place, but as he glanced in my direction, his eyes showed confusion at my question.
"Having so many friends, is it like a family?" I elaborated.
Comprehension flickered across his face, probably rembering me telling him and the guys about me being adopted. He glanced back up at the pictures, scanning them as if he was looking for some hidden message.
"I suppose." he answered back, his voice deeper than usual.
I gave him a questioning look, but he just shrugged it off. I let it go for now, but later I would find out why he sounded so reserved. Like even he, like myself, didn't know if it was like family.
I gave the room another glance over, and let my gaze rest on my phone that was sitting by my computer. I stared at it for a moment, trying to remember why I thought something important was on it. Then, as I just happened to look over at a picture of Gaara, Kiba and Naruto hanging from the limbs of a weeping willow, I remembered the pictures I had taken of Naruto and Kiba.
With a sinister grin on my face, I hopped off my bed and grabbed my phone. Gaara looked over at me with confusion in his eyes again.
"Would you like to help me blackmail two certain people." I cocked my head to the side, grinning like and idiot.
"Yes. But who?" he asked as he stood from his bed. I struggled to keep my eyes on his face and not oggle his chest.
"Naruto and Kiba naturally." I shrugged.
A grin more sinister than mine spread across his face, and he strode over to my side.
"When do we start." a glint of mischief in his usual cool jade eyes.
I laughed and answered with a 'now.' and handed him my phone with the pictures shining brightly from the screen. Oh how I love blackmail.
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