Disclaimer: Don't own Lithium and Like You by Evanescence, and Tong Hua by Guang Liang.

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Lithium

Chapter 15

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Tsuyahra sighed, glaring at the dress she was wearing. Being a bridesmaid wasn't as fun as it was previously indicated to her before she even got into this dress. Her Tri-colored eyes glanced around, spotting Gaara talking to his brother, and another female standing by them, she figured it must have been Gaara's older sister, Temari.

"Psssst! Psssst! Tsuyahra!" The voice of someone whispering caught her ears and she turned around to see the bride standing behind a wall, trying to hide herself, yet it wasn't really working. Kayla waved her hand, indicating she wanted to talk to Tsuyahra. Nodding lightly, she followed Kayla to a room and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Why'd you choose pink? I mean, why pink of all colors!?" Tsuyahra's dress was, indeed pink - and she absolutely hated the color with a passion. Though the dress looked alright, the top part of her dress was a light pink, spaghetti strap and hung a little bit too loose off her chest, but she didn't mind. Underneath her breasts were a pink frilly design; the lower half of her dress was a darker shade of pink and made her look as if she was taller than 5'5".

"Oh, But it looks nice. You're showing off more skin at least." Kayla giggled, nervously, before fidgeting with her hands.

"Okay, before you tell me what you wanted to ask, I want to ask, why?" Kayla looked at her confused, and Tsuyahra just rubbed her forehead. "Why did you send Darious Kayla? Just to set me up with someone and Gaara nonetheless?"

Kayla's eyes lowered towards the ground, her head lowering slightly as if she was being told 'No, Bad don't play with the knife.' like she was getting scolded by a mother. She shrugged her shoulder's lightly. "I-I didn't mean for it to get dangerous! Yahra-chan, I promise I didn't mean for it to get that far. . ."

"Kayla he almost killed me and same with Zhurma - except he almost killed Gaara." Tsuyahra's eyes shifted to look at something else.

"Please, Yahra-chan don't be mad at me. Please, please!" Kayla ran to Tsuyahra, grasping her hands tightly, before pulling her into am embrace; Tsuyahra not returning it. "I didn't mean for you to get hurt! Please, Onee-chan!" Kayla would never say that unless she really wanted Tsuyahra to listen to her. She sighed softly, returning her hug, patting her back lightly before pulling away.

"Because you're my Imouto, I'll forgive you. But do it again, Kay-chan, I wont look at you the same way again. Though, I must thank you for choosing Gaara. He is hot. . ." Tsuyahra blushed lightly, earning a squeal from Kayla.

"Alright, alright! Calm down Kayla! We need to get your make-up done!" Tsuyahra didn't know who said it, but she was pushed out of the room and out in the hall-way looking as if she had seen a ghost. She didn't even know what just happened three seconds ago. Rubbing her forehead, she turned to the left and took a couple of steps, coming into contact with someone. Looking up, she glared.

"Don't you know it's bad luck to look at your wife before the actual wedding, Kankuro?" Tsuyahra crossed her arms over her chest while Kankuro just smiled and rubbed the back of his head.

"W-well I wanted to see her and. . .-"

"- And nothing. You -- turn around now or I'll force you out." Tsuyahra smirked lightly, seeing Kankuro absently nod and follow her orders. Sighing softly, she followed behind Kankuro and out towards where the wedding and talking will be held. This was going to kill her. . . A Christian wedding equals, three hours of long talking about absolutely nothing and how God wanted this to happen. . . God hated her so much.

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As stated before, it was three hours of Talking, and with Tsuyahra standing beside Temari and another female she didn't even know didn't go by all that eventful, just a couple of laughs here and there when Temari had said something, or she'd sneak glances at the best man, who'd only return the favor.

She felt Temari nudge her lightly and she blushed, knowing she'd be caught by the older sister. Turning to face her, she smiled lightly.

"You like my brother a lot, eh?" Temari leaned over a little bit, whispering so only she could hear, this only cause Tsuyahra to get more red than she already was. She shook her head no. "That's a lie. Ah! My baby brother's gonna become a man soon." Temari sighed softly, causing Tsuyahra to just stare at her.

". . .I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!" The priest practically yelled, throwing his arms into the air as if he was about to hug some really big person. Kayla and Kankuro smiled lightly at each other before kissing, causing people to clap and cheer before the music started up and they walked down the aisle. Temari nudged Tsuyahra again telling her to go, and she met up with Gaara, linking arms and walking down the aisle.

Once they were all outside of the door, Tsuyahra found the closet possible seat, only to see Gaara - who had managed to get past her - take the seat. She glared lightly at him, pouting. Her feet were killing her, the shoes felt as if they were going to break and her knees were on the verge of giving out on her; and yet Gaara only sat there and smirked at her. . . The bastard was amused.

"Fine, you wont move, then I'll. . ." Tsuyahra paused, before walking in front of Gaara and turning around, sitting down on his lap. ". . .Sit on you." Tsuyahra smiled lightly, looking over her shoulder to look back at Gaara, who had one hell of a look on his face. Tsuyahra giggled lightly, turning her head so she was looking in front of her.

"How cute!"

Click.

Someone took a picture of the two of them, and Tsuyahra was about to kill her, save for Gaara placing his right hand on her waist, causing Tsuyahra to blush lightly. "Kayla, I'm going to get you back. I promise it's gonna be bad!" Tsuyahra laughed lightly.

"Oh, come on Tsuyahra. Don't be that mean to me. At least I'm married and your not!" Kayla stuck her tongue out at Tsuyahra.

"And? Not like I care if I get married or not! Tch!" Tsuyahra crossed her arms over her chest, pouting as if her candy was just taken away from her.

"Anyways, we need to be going to the reception. You know where it is, Ne, Gaara?" Kankuro decided to join in the conversation, standing behind his Wife. Gaara nodded lightly, nudging Tsuyahra to stand up before he did.

"Yeah. Tsuyahra you'll be coming with me."

"Maybe I don't want to? I thought people who are involved in the wedding gets to go in the limo. . ."

"No, cause your not special enough."

"Oh Kayla-chan! My heart!" Tsuyahra placed her hand over her heart. "My feelings have just been crushed. I though I was special." Tsuyahra faked a sob, before sighing and shaking her head. "And now I can drink away my sorrow."

Kayla raised a brow, confused. "Why not?"

"I'm going on a date after words." She smiled lightly, Kayla immediately wanting to know. "Ah, ah, ah. I can't tell you, you'd keep bugging me forever and never let me live it down." She laughed evilly, turning towards Gaara. "Should we go now, or wait till they leave and follow?"

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When they arrived at the destination for the reception, Tsuyahra was pulled away from Gaara and found herself sitting at a table in front of many, many people and sitting beside Kayla. Kankuro was on the other side of Kayla, and beside Kankuro was Gaara. This wasn't a good position for her right this moment; because if the people started to tap their glasses, the bride and groom had to kiss, then if they did it again, her and Gaara would have to kiss.

Not that she minded kissing Gaara - it was awesome. But to do it in front of a lot of people got her nervous. She didn't really have much of a relationship with him just really good friends in a way. . . If you think sleeping in the same bed and randomly having kissing fiesta's that would go some where's could be really good friends. . .

Or was that friends with benefits?

Either way it was still awkward. She sighed softly, hearing the clanging of the glasses, and her eyes looked to Kayla and Kankuro only to find them smirking at her. Oh why her first? She sighed, glad she didn't have to get up because Gaara had gotten up, walked over to her chair and kissed her lightly - nothing like the bruising kiss he had left before.

It was odd though. . . Why did Gaara get up? She must have spaced out.

"I'm hungry, damn it." Kankuro started to whine loudly earning a glare from Gaara.

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He'd kissed her because Kankuro had been whining for a good ten minutes about food before the guests started to hit their glasses. Kankuro only nudged him lightly telling him to move. His eyes had looked over at Tsuyahra, and apparently she wasn't really paying attention to anything - like she was off in her own little world. About what, he did know. Sighing under his breath, he stood up walked over to Tsuyahra, and she had moved her head to look at Kayla and Kankuro before he kissed her lightly.

People in the room cheered lightly, clapping and laughing and Gaara sat back down. Not embarrassed in the slightest. He actually felt as if he had accomplished something - which in a way he did because there was now a fuming 'Tasha in the room.

Oh right, 'Tasha was here. Gaara didn't even have the slightest idea why she was here and knowing that much something was bound to happen between her and Tsuyahra.

"Kankuro, did you invite 'Tasha here?" Gaara's jade eyes shifted towards his older brother who looked back at him, confused.

"No. Why?"

Gaara shook his head telling him to forget it. He wanted this reception over and done with. It was already irritating and he felt as if he was going to stab the next person who talked to him. . .

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"Tsuyahra! Get over here!" Kayla practically screamed it from one side of the room to the other side where she had been talking with her band members. She had gotten separated from Gaara, again, had a little confrontation with 'Tasha and she was supposed to sing in about. . . Now. She sighed softly, waving her hand a little bit to the four beside her.

They nodded and walked through the crowed, Tsuyahra getting pulled away from the group when they got up on stage. Her tri-colored eyes snapped to the person holding her arm, only to see it was Kankuro.

"What?"

"You're singing Lithium right?" He seemed a tad bit worried.

"Uhm. . . Yes? Why?"

He breathed a sigh of relief as she said that, and Tsuyahra laughed lightly patting him on the shoulder. "Lithium, and another song. Don't worry I can only guess how much she's bugged you for this song." Kankuro nodded his head frantically, indicating it must have been hell.

Pulling herself out of Kankuro's grip she walked on stage and grabbed the microphone, smiled and waved to everyone watching her.

"Hi! I'm Tsuyahra, Kayla sister. . . Non-biologically. Anyways I'll be singing two songs for all of you, so feel free to dance, listen, hate whatever. . . Yeah." Tsuyahra rubbed the back of her head lightly, looking back of the four and nodded her head, music starting up.

(A/N: Be creative with what she does and such, I'm just putting lyrics down for both songs.)

"Lithium - don't want to lock me up inside
lithium - don't want to forget how it feels without
lithium - I want to stay in love with my sorrow
oh but God I want to let it go

come to bed, don't make me sleep alone
couldn't hide the emptiness you let it show
never wanted it to be so cold
just didn't drink enough to say you love me

I can't hold on to me
wonder what's wrong with me

Lithium - don't want to lock me up inside
lithium - don't want to forget how it feels without
lithium - I want to stay in love with my sorrow

Don't want to let it lay me down this time
drown my will to fly
here in the darkness I know myself
can't break free until I let it go
let me go

Darling, I forgive you after all
anything is better than to be alone
and in the end I guess I had to fall
always find my place among the ashes

I can't hold on to me
wonder what's wrong with me

Lithium - don't want to lock me up inside
lithium - don't want to forget how it feels without
lithium - I want to stay in love with my sorrow
oh but God I want to let it go. . ."

She finished, her eyes watching people dance, eat talk and everything else. She smiled lightly, bowing when people started to clap. She stood up straight, letting her eyes once more roam around the crowed, and spotted blood red hair and jade eyes looking at her intently. She smiled towards him, waving lightly.

"Stay low
soft, dark, and dreamless
far beneath my nightmares and loneliness
I hate me
for breathing without you
I don't want to feel anymore for you

grieving for you
I'm not grieving for you
nothing real love can't undo
and though I may have lost my way
all paths lead straight to you

I long to be like you
lie cold in the ground like you

Halo
blinding wall between us
melt away and leave us alone again
humming, haunted somewhere out there
I believe our love can see us through in death

I long to be like you
lie cold in the ground like you
there's room inside for two and I'm not grieving for you
I'm coming for you

You're not alone
no matter what they told you you're not alone
I'll be right beside you forevermore

I long to be like you, sis
lie cold in the ground like you did
there's room inside for two and I'm not grieving for you
and as we lay in silent bliss
I know you remember me
I long to be like you
lie cold in the ground like you
there's room inside for two and I'm not grieving for you
I'm coming for you . . ."

And that was her two songs. People just stood there, gaping at how much voice and emotion she put in it and blushed lightly smiling when Akeno decided to run behind her and practically glomp her, raising two fingers in the air as the peace sign and dragged her off the stage.

The very first thing she was hit with once she stepped off the small stage was Kayla's dress and the smell of liquor on her breath. She gasped lightly, hugging Tsuyahra tightly before picking her up off the ground and swinging her around like she was a rag doll. Had Kankuro not been in the spot he was, Tsuyahra surely would have went flying into a wall and not him.

"Ow. Sorry Kankuro." Tsuyahra pushed herself away from Kankuro who only nodded lightly.

"It's alright. It was Kayla-chan's fault anyways." The two laughed lightly.

"Ya-ha-ra-chan!" Kayla moved to stand in front of the smaller female, smiling. "T-that was the best!!!" She screamed it as loud as she could, and Tsuyahra cowered lightly, covering her ears.

"I-I think I'm deaf!" Tsuyahra yawned, trying to pop her ears so she could hear properly. "How much did you drink!?"

"Uh. . . three bottles. . . Of alco-ma-hol." Kayla laughed, leaning on her husband.

"Three bottles of what?"

"Bacardi I think." Kankuro tried to remember what she was exactly drinking.

"Ha! Three bottles! Lightweight!" Tsuyahra laughed, now feeling proud of nothing.

"How many can YOU drink?!" Kayla was embarrassed, blushing heavily.

"I don't count. Enough to probably bring down an iron-drinking man."

"You couldn't take down Gaara." Temari decided to join the group, Gaara walking up only a couple of seconds later.

"How can I not?"

"I can out-drink you easily." Gaara smirked lightly.

"See, Yanno what. Drinking contest. Right now!" Tsuyahra paused. "Damn it. Never mind forgot about later."

"It's postponed. If I out-drink you, you'll have to be my 'maid' for a week." He seemed so damned sure he would actually win. Like Tsuyahra was gonna go down.

"And, if I win, you'll have to run around in here and outside when everyone leaves - - naked."

"Ooooh! Anyone else joining in to see how far they go!?" Akeno jumped in, deciding that he'd might-as-well get everyone in it.

"I'll join!" It was 'Tasha, who could mistake the high-pitched noise?

"Same here!" Koli jumped in, nodding his head. "I'll own you all."

"Saikoro will join as well, which means Akeno is joining in. Kankuro and Yuji will judge." Tsuyahra smirked, the large group walking over to the bar, ordering round after round of shots. There was only one bet going on - and that was between Gaara and Tsuyahra - everyone else who was in, was just to see how long they could last.

'Tasha dropped out first, standing at five shots of whiskey; soon followed Saikoro at seven and a half - she spit half of eight out. Akeno, Gaara and Koli was about one shot ahead of Tsuyahra and it was hitting her pretty hard. She had taken to leaning against the bar itself, looking at the glass. She'd usually quit with whiskey at about five, but because she wasn't willing to become a maid in Gaara's house, she was still going to go.

Koli laughed, patting Tsuyahra's back, singing some random song at the top of his lungs before head banging. The think that happened caused everything to so absolutely silent. . . What happened? Well when you add head banging with drinking you tend to not know what exactly is happening and you possibly end up smashing your head against the bar. After everyone stared at the moaning Koli, Akeno bursts into laughs, spilling his drink of his suit before whining.

"Tsuyahra, give up." Gaara managed to walk over to her, standing beside her. It seemed as if he wasn't even effected at the nine shots ( A/n: I don't even know how much you can drink before you pass out from Whiskey. . . Just go along with it.) and she was opening gaping at him. "Trying to catch fish?" Ha! She could hear the small slur in his words.

She didn't even dare to speak, knowing she'd make a fool of herself. Her vision was slowly leaving her - no it wasn't the bar tender had been standing in front of her for a moment. She shrugged her shoulders, putting the shot glass to her lips and poured the rest of the whiskey back.

"K-koli! Hey buddy. You okay down there?" Akeno laughed, grasping a shot glass off the counter and put Koli on his back opening his mouth and pouring the whiskey down his mouth. . . And we all know what happens when one drinking something when their laying down - they gag. Koli sat up quickly, slamming his head ( again ) off a bar stool and falling back down.

Tsuyahra sat down on the bar stool Koli so graciously smashed his head off and started to hum the beat from Purple Pills by Eminem. Gaara sat down beside her, paying more attention on her than anyone else. He knew he won the bet, but he was worried, - yes worried - that she would suddenly pass out and fall out of the chair, and possibly hurt Koli more than what he already had done to himself. He could see the glazed-drunk look in her eyes, her head slightly dropping but held up nonetheless. He was suspired she hadn't done anything yet.

Then again, she said something about knowing what she did when she was drunk. . . Or along the lines he wasn't paying attention much. He took one last shot of Whiskey, finishing since no one else was going anymore.

"Guess who back. . . Guess who's back, na-da-de." Tsuyahra bobbed her head lightly, the song Without Me was blasting on the speaker system. "G-Gaara. . ." she paused lightly, swallowing spit. "What time is it?" The slurring in her words were completely evident and he smirked. (A/N: Its gonna seem as if she's not drunk - but she is. I'm just not writing her speech like I would when one is drunk. . . Too much of a hassle.)

"Ten after twelve."

"Hooray!" She threw her arms in the air lazily, sighing and rubbing her forehead. "I soooooo hate you. I don't wanna be a maid for a week. What's wrong with you?" She half-heartily glared at him, trying her best to keep a straight face and it wasn't working so she laughed, feeling her chair move underneath her, she tried standing up, but managed to fall into Gaara, limply falling had he not grabbed her.

"Koli! You dumbass!" Tsuyahra turned her head to look at the male on the ground, who was moaning in pain before having a bar stool be pushed on him earning a grunt of pain. A song managed to reach the ears of everyone at the bar, and half left to the dance floor - where a drunken Kayla was leaning against Kankuro who was buzzing apparently.

Yuji had found an interest in the drunken 'Tasha, and were currently on the floor making out. Not dancing, but literally laying on the floor making out. Apparently she couldn't stand. Akeno had picked up Koli from the ground and dragged him to the dance floor, dancing with him like some crazy person on crack.

"Is this Chinese?" Tsuyahra managed to stand up, Gaara standing off the stool.

"I think so. . ." Gaara wasn't sure of other languages, so he never really paid attention.

Tsuyahra gasped lightly. "I know this song!" She said it a little bit too loud for Gaara's liking and she grabbed his hand pulling him out to the floor. Now, he was one who didn't like to dance, at all. In fact he hated it so much he never even went to a prom or a dance of any sort. He was very anti-social when he was younger, thanks to his reputation.

But I guess he could make an exception. . . For Tsuyahra.

"Wo yuan bian cheng tong hua li
ni ai de na ge tian shi
zhang kai shuang shou
bian cheng chi bang shou hu ni
ni yao xiang xin
xiang xin wo men hui xiang tong hua gu shi li
xin fu he kuai le shi jie ju. . ."

Honestly, even if this song was Chinese, it was still a really good song to dance to or to just cry. Even when Tsuyahra saw the music video on the computer she almost cried her eyes out it was sad. Standing with Gaara in the middle of the dance floor, she put her arms around his neck for both support and because it was a slow dance. She could see the confusion in his eyes.

"Put your hands on my hips." She tilted her head slightly, confused as to why he wouldn't know. Feeling his hands slowly press on her hips she blushed lightly, but smiled.

"I've never dance before."

Did he seem. . . nervous? She shook her head lightly.

"It's alright! I'm drunk - I think - and because of so, be your first dance with a drunk female." She nodded, before contorting her face in a way that make her seem confused, disgusted and laughable. ". . . that didn't really sound right."

He shrugged his shoulder lightly, now liking this concept of 'dancing'. He could practically feel her skin underneath his fingertips, even if she was wearing a dress. He pulled her closer to him absently, but she didn't protest, but move more into him so that her head was on his chest, listening to his heart beat.

"When do you want to leave?"

She didn't even answer him, a little bit to engrossed in his heart beat, the rumbling of his voice from his chest and his arms now moving to wrap around her shoulders. She was liking this a little bit too much, but having alcohol consumption usually does bring out what you truly want . . . Or that's what she's heard. Her shoulder's moved in a small shrug, closing her eyes.

Click.

She didn't have to open her eyes to know who done it. He was a little bit too loud when he squealed and said 'this'll be perfect.' She sighed softly. "Damn Akeno. . ."

That was the last thing to escape her lips, before she passed out against Gaara. . .

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He felt her body go limp in his arms, and caught her before she could slip out of his arms. He sighed, lifting her up so she was resting against him.

"Temari, I need you to drive us home." Gaara said, as she walked past.

"Can't you-- Right you drank. Alright. Hold on. . . Shikamaru!" Temari called over to her beloved boyfriend, who stood up from sitting down and walked over.

"How troublesome. What?" Shikamaru yawned, eyes half-closed from being so bored.

"We need to drive these two home." Temari smiled, and Shikamaru just shrugged.

"Fine."

Three out of four bid their goodbyes to the groom, and the bride had passed out long before, before they got into a car and drove Gaara and Tsuyahra home. Gaara sighed lightly, shifting Tsuyahra on his lap a little bit, having a bone in her ass practically pinch his skin. It took about three-four minutes before they arrived at the house and Gaara opened the door and got out with Tsuyahra.

He didn't even say bye, but closed the door and walked to the door and unlocked it. Sighing, he managed to walk to his bedroom and lay Tsuyahra on the bed as best as he could before shrugging off his tux jack and pants, leaving a no shirt and boxer Gaara. He smirked, seeing her face when she woke up to see him in such. Like hell he was going to work tomorrow with a hangover. . . Even if it is small.

Taking off her shoes and taking out the elastic and bobby-pins out of her hair, he laid down beside her; Tsuyahra mumbling something before rolling over and curling herself into a ball. And, again Gaara took up his post with his arm moving to wrap around her waist, and closed his eyes; about to fall asleep he hears. . .

"Aishiteru wa. . . Gaara-kun. . ."

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R i d 3 r: Hooray for being sick! -dances- anyways sorry for the week delay. And sorry that this damned chapter probably makes NO SENSE whatsoever. I guess it happens when your sick and trying to write a chapter that's. . . interesting. And, it's 10 pages off word nonetheless!! Anyways. . .

Lilly: It could be! I mean it is. . . Well my story. . . And I can do whatever I want with Gaara. -evil laughter- It's cute to picture a blushing Gaara. . . In a way.

LittleAngel22493: Jebus knows. . . Cause Jebus knows everything that there is to know. -nods-

dark Alley: Well, I didn't really write much in Gaara's pov. . . But. . . Yeh I don't know what to say. . . Uhm. -gives cookies?-

All.My.Sorrows: If I had ice cream. . . I would so eat it. But there is none, I've been deprived of ice cream for about a month and a half. I feel so lonely. -weeps.-

Gaara's Pyro RACCOON: I did! Don't kill me!

Emeralds Rose: I'll make you look like I want to, god damn it! And I might take you up on the little 'offer'. . . or I'll make you drink a lot of shots and make you head bang and actually smash your head off something.