Lithium
Chapter 16
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Tsuyahra sighed softly, she was really tired… and she had one hell of a hangover. God forbid if anything was to make it worse she'd start sounding like a nagging mother. She had been in bed all morning so far, staring up at the ceiling and doing nothing but that. Gaara had left about six hours ago to go to work, something 'important' and then mumbled words, but before he left he had given her some aspirin and water and said 'bye'. Leaving her where she was now.
The throbbing slowly moved from the front of her head to the left side, causing her to whine like a child and slowly roll over onto her side and shove her head into the pillow. She stayed like that for about five minutes before needing actual clean air.
She didn't want Gaara coming back, seeing her laying face first in a pillow and dead by asphyxiation because of a hangover. Oh yes, that'd seem well on the news…
The sound of the door opening caused her to sit up fast, pain spiking high causing her to whine loudly and manage to fall onto the floor in front of the bed in a sitting position. Arms dangling lazily in front of her, and head bowed lightly.
"Tsuyahra?" Gaara's voice was slightly mumbled, a little bit of concern noticeable in his voice.
"Mmh..?" Slowly, she raised her head and looked at him, a smirk crossing her lips at the way he looked. Frankly - he was extremely hot… with the way he was looking, but he also looked tired as hell and/or pissed off about something. Now, why would she think he was extremely hot…
Well, when you add Gaara in a suit and rain… Well you get a wet Gaara. His hair was sticking to his face, some stray drops of water sliding down his pale skin and dripping off his chin. His white shirt was completely see-through, all his toned muscles were delicious to say the least. She had to look away in order for her not to image… things.
"What?"
Tsuyahra kept her mouth close but shook her head lightly, so she didn't feel anymore lightheaded than what she was. Everything was silent before a really loud crack of thunder was heard, and then suddenly all the power that was on around them went out. Smiling lightly, Tsuyahra slowly managed to get up grab a stray towel which decided to make itself noticed and threw it at Gaara who caught it easily.
"Ne… Gaara is there any Advil?" Tsuyahra looked at Gaara for a second, only to see him shake his head. Sighing, she managed to walk over to the window and lean against it, watching the rain hit the window and slide down to the ground. Light, lightning flashed acrossed the sky, causing the dark black clouds to light up with it.
She could hear shuffling behind her, so tempted to look back but kept her eyes looking outside. She didn't know why she was acting so giddy because of Gaara walking in from the rain… Well then again who wouldn't? He's an extremely attractive male, one any female would fall for, but had the emotions like a cold-blooded serial killer. Maybe something had happened in his life to make him wary of people, or just plain out not liking people.
She sighed softly. She had told Gaara of her past… yet he still didn't tell her of his, and she was dying to know. She'd force it out of him one way or another. Albeit torture or some other method that'll eventually slip into her mind.
Slowly, she let her right hand slip from her side and onto the window, tracing where some water had dripped down to the ground… For some reason she loved thunderstorms - though when she was a child she feared them like a bomb suddenly going off right next to you.
She stayed like that for about twenty seconds before something slipped around her waist lightly causing her to stiffen and look back quickly to see what in the world was touching her. She slammed her right hand to her forehead, one eye closing, but she saw who the culprit was that was touching her. It was Gaara, obviously… no one else would suddenly show up.
She smiled lightly, and Gaara on replied with a blank look - which didn't bother her all too much. Suddenly, as if she caught on fire, she blushed - bright red too. She had just figured out how close he was to her, and doing it openly was… well scary.
"G-Gaara, w-what are you… doing?" Oh great, now she was stuttering. Hell even Zhurma never got her to stutter like what Gaara was doing. Something seemed to flash through his eyes quickly so she didn't catch it, but he moved his face closer to hers, and she didn't pull away. Two reasons being because she just couldn't and another was that she couldn't move even if she wanted to. He had pinned her to the window. Oh… now that, that thought crossed her mind, she lowered her head a little bit, embarrassed that someone would decide to walk by the window, look in and see this little scene, and it was painfully obvious Gaara didn't care.
"…What's wrong, Tsuyahra…?" His voice was low, husky and this caused her to shake with pleasure. Damn, the man had skills with words and saying them to her. She swallowed hard, feeling his breath hit her cheek, caressing it lightly. His face was close enough that if she moved, she'd be kissing him. As much as she liked the last kiss, it was a little bit odd… With the 'game' and a certain someone ruining it all for her.
She laughed lightly at the memory, earning a small growl from the male behind her. She shushed quickly, but that didn't last long when a small moan left her lips when she felt something wet touch her neck. It wasn't a tongue, she could tell that right away, seeing as how it was soft… like lips. Her eyes widened slightly, but not out of fear or anything - nothing even close to that, but because he was sucking her skin, right where her pulse was.
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He knew was he was doing when he had wrapped his arms around her waist lightly. He felt her stiffen and turn her head to look up at him, eyes flashing with happiness to know it was him. After her little 'confession' last night, he had though over possibilities as to why she loved him… or so she claimed. It could have been the alcohol talking - but frankly, he didn't care.
He knew what was going through his mind now… and nothing was going to stop him. He wanted her. Just her, no one else - and no one would take her from him. There was just no way that was going to happened. She was his joy - as little as he showed it - and she was the one who was keeping him as sane as possible, and keeping his siblings off of him about dating someone.
Seeing her smile, he responded with his usual façade, and seeing a small amount of disappointment flash through her eyes. He was lost in her eyes, the beautiful eyes that would always appear in his mind when he was doing something, or trying to work. It was haunting him.
"G-Gaara, w-what are you… doing?" Her voice sent him back to reality, and inwardly he smirked. She was stuttering. He had thought that she was scared, his old habit of seeing people fear him coming back, but seeing the bright red blush crossing her cheeks, he knew it wasn't fear, but because they were close. He wanted to see just how red she'd get, so slowly he inched forwards, eyes still locked onto hers.
"…What's wrong, Tsuyahra…?" He breathed it out, just to spite her, and a small smirk crept onto his lips, watching her shake from his tone. He could tell by the sort-of absent look he was receiving, then a small laugh, he growled possessively and took this chance to slowly slip past her face and let his lips touch her neck, earning himself a small moan from her. Brushing lightly over her neck, he felt for her pulse and found it easily by the irratic twitches it was giving.
Slowly, he started to suck on that one spot, wanting to mark her as his. A hickey really, and it was going to be a very noticeable one. He wanted people to know she was with someone. Pulling away from her neck his jade eyes searched for the red mark, and smirked when he saw how bright and how big it was. Slowly, he …nuzzled (A/n: - yes nuzzled, coming from Gaara, scary isn't it?) into her neck, and turning her around so she was pressed against his chest…
"Mine…" His voice was low, dark and eerie all at the same time - and that was what he wanted it to be. So she got the picture.
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She felt him pull away before barring his face into her neck and spinning her around in his arms so he was hugging her. Her hands were held in front of her, so they were pressing against his… skin. Her eyes widened now seeing that he wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Mine…" Hearing his word caused her eyes to shift back to his unruly red hair. She was confused. Did that mean he liked her? Or…? What was going on..?
"G-Gaara… does this mean… We're… dating?" She bit the inside of her lip. All she could hear was their breathing and nothing else, and really it was unnerving her. Slowly, she could feel his hand slide from the middle of her back, to her shoulders and he stood in front of her, eyes looking directly at hers.
She didn't know what to do really. Say something else, or just stand there looking like an idiot… Then again she didn't really have to move seeing as how Gaara pressed his lips on hers tightly, immediately licking her bottom lip and she opened her mouth as his tongue bombarded her mouth, causing her to groan and she started to battle him for dominance, though she was loosing pretty bad.
Silently, she let her hand slip acrossed his muscles and wrap around his chest, holding him tightly. By the time forty seconds passed, her lungs were burning for air, but she didn't want to stop… But she had to and so she pulled away, breathing heavily, Gaara doing the same before smirking.
"What do you think?"
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"Where's the… ugh! Something's going to break, I swear it…" Tsuyahra mumbled to herself, kicking open a cabinet which was close to the floor, only to result in having pans fall onto the ground causing a lot of noise. She only stood there, looking at it as if it would suddenly fly into the air and put itself back.
"Yahra-chan what on earth are you doing?" It was a female's voice, one she knew all too well. Though she was extremely surprised that she showed up here tonight. Tsuyahra thought she'd be out because of the hangover.
"Kayla-chan. This… is making me so mad. I'm trying to find the popcorn and I can't fi-- Oh, there it is." Tsuyahra pointed to the counter where, low-and-behold the popcorn was sitting there all nicely packaged and whatnot. Kayla slammed her hand to her forehead and shook her head.
As Tsuyahra was walking over the pots and pans something hit her hard, something that she should have snapped at Kayla for. Stopping mid-step Tsuyahra's head turned towards Kayla. Kayla only looked at her confused. After a minute of not being able to hold herself anymore on one leg. Tsuyahra stood up straight.
"Kayla… should you not be drinking because of the baby?" This caused Kayla's eyes to water, and she turned her head to the side, arms moving to cross her stomach.
"W-well you see, Yahra, that's what I wanted to talk to you about… Y-you see… me and Kankuro… we… Gave it up." That earned one hell of a shock for Tsuyahra, but she didn't stop. "We're, we're just not ready for kids now, Yanno? We talked about it, and maybe when we get a good place in the country you know. The house everyone wants, a large lawn and a white picket fence."
"K-Kayla, you could have called me and I would have went with you! When did you do the… abortion?"
"It was when you were in the hospital…"
"…My fault?"
Kayla shook her head no. Not wanting to hurt her feelings or make it worse for her than it already was. Tsuyahra sighed out of relief and smiled lightly to Kayla.
"Well, Kayla, I don't know what to say really. But I guess it is best to wait until you really are ready. You don't wanna have a kid then suddenly not know what to do with it." Tsuyahra laughed lightly. "Well, is that… all you wanted?" She didn't want to sound mean, but she wanted to eat popcorn, watch Saw III and then pester Gaara and ask him questions about his past. For some reason, she found that all the more interesting than talking with her Sister.
Kayla nodded lightly, smiling as she turned to leave. "Oh. There's gonna be a dinner at our house on Sunday, you and Gaara'll stop by?"
Tsuyahra shrugged. "I can go. Gaara'll probably say no.. I don't know."
"Please Yahra-chan, make him come too. Kankuro would appreciate it."
Tsuyahra nodded, waving Kayla out before turning her attention to the popcorn that had hid on her. Popping it onto the microwave, she set it on the specific time and walked to where she had made a mess of the pots and pans.
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"…This movie is stupid."
"Yeah, really. Though, it does make some sense to the first two."
"Why doesn't he just kill them all right away?"
"Because that would be a crappy movie, and spending seven dollars on it, I don't think so." Tsuyahra sighed softly, leaning over the couch armrest, arms hanging loosely, her fingertips lightly treading on the wooded floor.
The end of the movie had finally come, after watching it and pointing out the 'stupid things' or 'things that could have made it better' Tsuyahra sat up and stretched her arms and smacking her lips together, getting the butter off of them.
"Oh, right. Gaara-kun…" Tsuyahra turned her head towards Gaara, his jade eyes shifted towards her, head still facing the t.v. screen.
"C-could you um… Tell me about your past…? I mean I told you mine, and it would be fair to tell me too." All she got was silence, and watched as he closed his eyes. "You don't have to… never mind.." Tsuyahra stood up, grabbing the bowl she used for the popcorn and was about to walk around the couch, only to have Gaara's hand grasp her free wrist.
"I will tell you… Sooner or later… Just not now." His voice was low and she had to strain her ears just to hear him. But hearing his answer she smiled down at him.
"Okay! I'm gonna go put this away and I'm going to bed. Alright?"
Gaara nodded watching her walk out of the living room and into the kitchen. Sighing softly, he stood up from the couch and walked over to the t.v. pressing the button to turn it off and looked at his reflection in the black screen. He had no idea how to tell her what his past was like…
What if she feared him because of it? What if she hated him for what he did when he was younger? He shook his head. If Tsuyahra could stand him now… She'd understand why he was the way he was?
Growling, he pulled himself away from his reflection - hating it - and walked towards the bedroom. As he walked in, he saw that she was just getting into bed and she gave him a smile and he nodded back to her.
She'd understand… Right?
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R i d 3 r: There! I've deleted the four chapters because… well I ruined it for myself. Which means I might have lost a lot of my reviews. -tear- ah well, hopefully I can keep this on track and not find some way of dragging it off some where's and ruining the plot and putting me at a writers block. Also, I know that their both a little bit OOC, but it's as good as I can do when you've written chapters, suffer from writers block and delete them. Agh. Anyways, hopefully this'll be better.
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