DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO.
Start Again
"Dancing Slowly in an empty room, Can the lonely take the place of you?"
It was a cold snowy evening. I went outside my house, went to the usual place and sit down and remember the only thing I have left with him—memories. I'm always haunted by his memory. Every night, I dream of what could've been and to wake up not having him around was torture for me.
Every single day, I breath in air but I didn't have life in me. It was like my body was moving on my own, my heart not beating anymore, my brain not functioning right. I wonder how he was coping up though, was he happy now? For some odd reason, that makes me mad if he was. Maybe it's because I'm quite selfish too. Here I am, living like shit while he's out there, living his life. Well, it's my fault anyway that I'm living like this right?
I took out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket and a lighter from the other pocket. I stuck the cigarette between my lips and lighted it until I got some smoke going down my lungs. I inhaled it all and exhaled smoke from my nose and mouth. Smoking eased me a lot. I had started a few months back—I was curious. The first time I tried it, it was bitter and for the next few puffs of smoke, it got better and it made me relax. I didn't think about my lungs, or my health, I just acted upon impulse. Hell, these days, I only act upon impulse. The first thing that pops in my head, I do it—even how dangerous it was.
Also, I had been chain smoking too. I didn't want this feeling of ease to be replaced back to something else. So I don't ever want to make it stop. Smoking relives the stress, smoking can make it less painful for me. I'm addicted to this cigarette—it's like my partner in crime.
"Sakura, I've been looking—" a familiar voice sounded in the empty place I was in. I took one swig, blew out the smoke and turned to the man that I considered to be my only best friend.
He was Gaara. Red hair, quite handsome, a year higher than me too. I don't know why he's concerned about me. Ever since he knew about the sudden disappearance of Sasuke, he seemed to worry a lot about me. Well, he does know everything- I had told him. Ever since Sasuke had left, I lost those glasses, and didn't care about my look anymore.
Gaara looked angry at me for a split second and he went towards me with fast speed. Before I could react, he took the cigarette away from my lips, threw it on the ground and crunch it with the snow. I furrowed my eyebrows at him, "What the hell?"
"What the hell? Why the hell are you smoking? Since when have you smoked?" he asked angrily.
I bit my lower lip hard, "Why do you care?" I was always mean to Gaara ever since he left, too. I don't know why he still puts up with my shit—he should've left just like him.
"Because you're a friend" Gaara stated, his eyes never leaving mine.
I looked away from him, "I've been chain smoking"
For a few minutes, he didn't say anything. He just sighed and looked at me with that horrible look of disappointment, worry and sadness. You know, I didn't want to see him like this. I don't want him to look sad or feel my pain, that's why I push him away all the time, I guess. But he just wouldn't budge at all. He never leaves me.
"Why?" he finally asked.
I looked up at him, "You should leave"
"Why?" he asked once again.
"It's better this way, that way you won't feel what I feel" I said the simple truth about it. Gaara looked at me with empty eyes and he finally looked away, I wondered if he was going to leave or not.
"I'm not leaving you," he said and looked back at me. He grabbed my wrist and took me out of the area, "You're going to my house tonight" he added.
"I don't want to go to your house!" I cried out, trying to take his hand away from my wrist but his hold on me was too strong.
"You're going whether you like it or not" he replied.
I huffed, "And what about your parents?"
"They're out of town" he replied quickly.
Soon, we were in Gaara's house. I couldn't do anything to avoid this though. I looked around, his house was actually pretty now that I examine it more. There were different photographs on the side with his family, beautiful wallpapers and nice antiques in the side. Plus, in the middle of the living room, there was a grand piano. I had always wanted to learn that, but I just didn't know who to go to. I walked towards the piano and traced lines on the black wood.
"You play?" Gaara asked.
I looked up at him, "No," I smiled, "But I wanted to"
Gaara smiled and walked towards the piano. He took out the long chair and sat on the side. He patted the seat next to him, indicating for me to sit next to him. I obliged and watched as he slowly inhaled and exhaled afterwards. He placed his fingers on the keys and started playing a beautiful tune.
"I never knew you played" I muttered.
Gaara looked at me, his smile very sweet that it had also made me relax. I smiled back at him, "What?"
"Nothing" he said, his smile not wavering as he continued to play.
"Do you want to learn?" he asked after a few minutes of just listening to the music. I looked up at him, "I don't want to trouble you"
Gaara chuckled, "Trust me, it's not troubling me at all. In fact, I would love to teach you"
"Really?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. Gaara simply nodded. I pressed my lips together and nodded my head. Yes, I wanted to learn piano. I wanted to do anything that could make me forget about him.
Blood. Blood everywhere in my hands. I don't know how this happened—but it just did. It had been months since I hadn't chain smoked because of Gaara but a few days afterwards this day, I started doing it again—to make me forget the haunted memories. Not only his, but also mine.
I had bruises on my skin but there was blood too—it wasn't my blood. I looked around my surroundings, there were people down the ground—men, barely breathing. I had a baseball bat on my left hand and once I realized this, I immediately dropped it down the ground. They had tried to harass me—yes, that was it. They were delinquents and I had to fight them or else they'd take me. But I think that I had overdone it.
My eyes were wide open as I looked down on my hands and the people. I slowly went down on my knees, and my hands flew up to my hair, clutching it so tight. My lips were quivering, what have I done? Why is this feeling…unfamiliar?
They say tae Kwan Do was suppose to be used only for defence or for the right time, but I used it more than just defence. I had used it to kill—almost kill. Who knows if these men were already half dead, well to me, they looked like it. Their bodies limp on the ground, blood covered everywhere in their bodies, blood slowly growing thick on the ground.
"S-Sakura—" Gaara was there once again. I had called him to meet me in this place before these men had arrived. I didn't know what his reaction was but I didn't know why he was so relaxed about it. He went to me and placed a hand around my shoulders.
"You had to do it" Gaara whispered in my ear. Unfortunately, it didn't make me relax though. I took out the cigarettes that I had just bought, brought them to my lips but was soon taken away. He looked at me with wide-eyes, "I thought you had stopped smoking?"
"I did! But look what I have done!" I cried, standing up from my crouching position. Gaara stood up after me, his face looked like I had betrayed him, "You had to do it, right? Look at these men! They look like delinquents from another school!"
"Gaara, I'm going crazy! Why didn't I run off? Beat them not half to death but at least enough to make them not move but I had done more than that! Before I realized what I was doing, I was beating them up even with their bodies on the ground, not moving anymore!" I explained to him. I furiously clutched my scalp once again and bit down my lower lip hard.
"You're not going crazy, Sakura" Gaara replied a few moments later.
I snorted, "Did you know how I was feeling?"
"Sad, angry, depressed, pain—"
"No, none of that, Gaara" I cut him off, glaring at him, I humourlessly chuckled, "I was happy beating these men up. I felt glad, I felt alive—for the first time—I had felt alive! And I was happy! And now, I didn't know why I felt that way. So I need my cigarette to ease it—to erase it all in my memory"
"You can't erase your memories" Gaara replied.
"It will in time" I replied too quickly.
Gaara didn't say anything. So, I took out another cigarette from the pack, got a lighter from the other pocket and smoked. Smoked to my heart's content with Gaara standing in front of me, the face of a stranger looking back at him.
"Let's get out of here" Gaara said. I nodded and we both left the bloody scene.
"Dancing slowly in an empty room," I stated and roughly wrote it on the paper that lay on top of the piano. I was working on a song, maybe this would help, you know? It would help people know how I feel right now, how the sorrow I have is almost unbearable to the point that I'm going crazy.
I was in Gaara's house today, him and his parents were out of town for vacation. I asked if I could use the piano so Gaara gave me the keys to his house.
I played some tunes to this and that, mixing up different songs that I had learned from Gaara and I was surprised myself at how it went. It was exactly how I had pictured it. It was funny though, how I wrote this song so people would know how I feel yet I don't want to show it to anybody—keep the feeling to myself, not wanting people to feel the way I feel.
It had been 2 days since Gaara left and now, he'll be back this midnight. I would normally ignore that, but since he was a best friend to me all these months, I had planned to wait for him.
I checked the time, and I was so surprised to find out that it was already 11 in the evening. How long was I working on this song? I tried to add some lyrics here and there before I went out of the house. I locked the door of his house and started walking back to mine. I took out a cigarette and a lighter and started smoking once again.
When I arrived at my house, I pressed the cigarette butt on the wall and threw it off the ground, hidden in the grass. I plopped down on the couch and started signing off the lyrics of what I had made. I furrowed my eyebrows at how horrible it was—not the lyrics, but how horrible I was feeling. My heart ached, was this really how I feel? I hated it. I hated it that I was so miserable.
A few minutes later, there was a light knock on my door and I knew exactly who it was. I skipped to the door and opened to find the expected person. He smiled at me and I smiled back, "Welcome back"
"Thanks, keeping yourself busy?" he asked, stepping inside the house. I nodded my head, "Yeah, I had stayed in your house the whole day"
I glanced at him and saw that he relaxed and sighed, relived that I had stayed in his house the whole time. I giggled, "Here, read it. But don't tell anyone about it" I said and handed him the lyrics. I didn't want him to hear the song just yet, just let him read the lyrics.
He started reading it while walking towards the couch. He sat and I sat next to him. His face went to worried, to sad, and to sorrow—was it really that sad? Was I really that pitiful and sad?
"Sakura…" he said, looking up at me with a sad look on his face.
I sighed, "Don't worry about it, okay? I'm fine"
Before he could reply, the phone rang and I immediately stood up and walked towards it. How long has it been since I had gotten a phone call? Hell, my parents don't even call the house.
I picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"Sakura?" I stiffened at the familiar voice and my eyebrows furrowed.
"Y-Yeah, may I know who this is?" I asked, just making myself sure or maybe I was just going plain crazy right now.
"You don't remember?" he asked.
"I-I don't" my voice shivered, my hands shivered, everything in me shivered and I felt my heart stop for a moment.
"Sakura, who is that?" Gaara called out but I ignored it.
"It's Itachi" the voice answered and I dropped the phone immediately. The phone hung and the only thing that kept it falling inches from the `ground was the wire. Gaara stood up, shocked by my sudden action as I fell on my knees and my hands were both up on my mouth.
Itachi…he called me. What else would he want from me? Before I could take the phone once again, Gaara had gotten it, "Hey, who is this?"
"She's here" Gaara said, his eyebrows furrowed as he kept glancing at me.
"What do you want with her?" I slowly got up from my knees and stabled myself with the help of the wall.
"Hell yeah it's my business!" Gaara cried out.
"G-Gaara, give me the phone" I muttered but he simply ignored me.
"Wait a minute—your voice sounds almost familiar" Gaara said.
"Gaara, give me the damn fucking phone!" I cried out and grabbed the phone from him. Gaara looked at me, his expression confused.
"What do you want?" I said to the caller.
"I see, that you have a boyfriend…well then, I have nothing—"
"He's not my boyfriend, he's just a friend" I replied quickly.
There was a short silence, "Sasuke needs you"
My eyes widened. How long have I not heard that name aloud? Time had stopped all of a sudden, "Why would he need me?"
"Sakura…he's in pain—just like you" he said.
"What the fuck do you mean, you're leaving?" Gaara cried out as I started packing my things. I turned to him, "I told you, I'm leaving this place! I don't like it here anymore" I had lied, I didn't tell him who the caller was and I didn't tell him what the call was about.
"How about me, huh? You're just going to leave me in this place? All by myself!" he cried out.
I didn't say anything, "Sakura, where are you going?"
"I can't tell you" I said.
He didn't say anything afterwards but he started pacing around furiously. He pressed his lips together and once he was near in the wall, his fist met there, a hole leaving it as a reminder of what he'd done.
"Ever since that call…you've been acting different!" he cried out.
I looked away from him and started packing my things once again. "Don't fucking ignore me!" he yelled out threw the bag to the left side of the bed, throwing all the clothes that I had packed everywhere. I grew pissed and looked up at him, "I'm going to Sasuke god damn it! He needs me!"
Gaara's eyes widened and he stepped back a little. "S-Sasuke?"
I nodded my head, "Yes, he needs me Gaara. He's in pain! I'm also in pain! Can't you see it? I need him to ease my pain!"
"You have smoking for that!" he cried out.
"You'd prefer me smoking forever than go to Sasuke?" I asked.
"Sakura, it's not that…it's just—I can do it! I can be Sasuke for you" Gaara said, pain in his voice. I looked at him, confused, "W-What do you mean?"
"Sakura," Gaara stepped close to me and stroked my cheeks with his hand, "I love you so much and this…this is madness"
"You love me?" I asked.
Gaara nodded his head, "Sakura, stop this madness, please"
I looked at his eyes, "I know, Gaara"
"You're hurting and he's a bastard. I'll cure the pain for you" Gaara whispered, his face inches from mine. I closed my eyes, and sighed, "You can't…."
"Believe me, I can" Gaara said and closed the gap between us. He kissed me softly on the lips, and I didn't know why, but I also kissed him back. My hands instinctively went up to his hair, pressing his lips harder on mine. I wanted to know how it felt to kiss him, how it felt to hold him—it was almost perfect. Almost. It wasn't enough.
Gaara groaned and pressed my body harder to his. I felt his hard on and I gasped. His tongue darted inside my mouth and I moaned. He broke the kiss off and tossed me on the bed. He followed after, covering me with his frame. He rested himself between my legs and we kissed once again. His hands darted around my body and I felt him unclasp my bra. He tossed it off the ground and his hands massaged it.
Gaara broke off the kiss once again and started kissing on my jaw to my neck, to my collar bone. He went up again and whispered huskily in my ear, "You don't know how I dreamed of this day every night, Sakura"
He lifted my top off and tossed it with the other clothes that were scattered around my bed. He looked down at me, "You look so beautiful" he whispered.
"Come here" I said and kissed him once again roughly on the lips. I took off his shirt, showing his abs while he took off my pants. I don't know what I was thinking but that day, I had spent time with him, doing the things I should have done with him in the first place, doing things that I dreamed of only doing with Sasuke. He touched me in the right places, but I didn't make him take my virginity away. That I would only keep for the man I truly loved.
Gaara slept on my bed, his arms wrapped around me but I didn't sleep that night. I slowly slipped away from his hold and started taking the clothes that I needed. I looked at the sleeping form of my best friend and tears fell in my eyes, "Sasuke might not be perfect, but he's all I want" I said and walked out of the house, leaving everything behind.
It took time for him to process everything that Sakura had told him, down to the last part how she had spent the day with Gaara. He walked back towards the darkness and Sakura didn't mind this. She had tried her best to hide these haunted memories of hers. How she chained smoked, how she had beaten up delinquents and other people too. She clutched the paper that she held in her hand.
A memory she had buried for weeks—months.
"You really…did those things?" Sasuke asked. Maybe she was just joking, maybe that was it—
Sakura turned to him, "Down to every last word" although Sakura didn't exactly tell him what she was thinking, what she had said to Gaara before she had left—She wanted to keep that to myself. Sakura wonder if he would understand on his own…
Sasuke looked away from Sakura. "W-Why did you do it?" he stuttered.
Sakura looked at the moon, "I don't know why"
Sasuke gritted his teeth together, "You also have feelings for him, don't you?"
Sakura turned to him and her eyebrows furrowed, "That's not it—"
"It's plain obvious Sakura, how both of you look at each other. It's obvious!" he cried out and before Sakura could reply, Sasuke had stormed off the room, leaving her behind. Sasuke passed the hallways, down to the flight of stairs. He went passed through the doors to his house and when he found his motorcycle, he climbed on it and sped off into the road.
Sakura walked out of the room, "Memories…" Sakura turned around to find Itachi, leaning on the wall.
"You were listening the whole time?" she asked.
Itachi nodded, "I expected moans"
Sakura chuckled and sighed, "I see, well, now you know too"
"Chain smoking is a bad habit, tell me how you got over it" Itachi said.
Sakura shrugged and looked blankly at the floor, "It's because I was at ease. Even how angry he looked at me, even how much it hurts to know that he was a playboy—that he slept around—I was at ease because he was there"
Sasuke parked his motorcycle in front of a white small house. He angrily marched on the porch steps and opened the door. There he found the red head, smoking peacefully. She looked up at him and grinned, "Hello Sasuke"
"Karin" he greeted back.
"We're leaving this city" my mother suddenly said while I was playing my PS3. I didn't bother to stop the game when I looked up at her with a look of confusion.
"We're leaving? When?" I asked.
"By tomorrow" Mikoto replied.
I turned off the T.V. and glanced at my brother who was playing with me. He shrugged, "I'm just as surprised as you are, you know"
I sighed and looked back up at my mother, "Why? and Where?"
"Business there in Konoha is falling and your father needs to fix that" Mikoto replied, sitting in the middle of both her sons. She sighed, "I know this is sudden-"
"But Konoha is a freaking country away from here!" I cried out. The news was so sudden. It had just been a month since Sakura and I had broken up and we're suddenly moving? School hadn't even finished yet and I just can't leave Sakura all of a sudden...besides, I still love her so much and the pain is too much to handle alone and I'm suddenly leaving?
"I know, Sasuke, I know...I can't change your father's decision" Mikoto replied. She kissed Itachi and then my forehead and walked out of the room, leaving me and my brother alone. Itachi looked at me, I didn't understand that expression-it was like he was trying to tell me something but I couldn't read it. I furrowed my eyebrows at him, "What?"
Itachi shrugged, "I'm just worried about you, that's all" before Itachi stood up, I pushed him back on the couch and eyed him, "What are you hiding from me?"
Itachi snorted, "I'm not hiding anything from you, little bro" he grinned.
"Yes, you are!" I cried out, ignoring his nickname for me.
Itachi sighed and ruffled my hair which made me groan, "I'm not. You're imagining things"
"I don't imagine things" I said while trying to get his hands off my hair.
Itachi sighed and smiled at me-a sad smile which was rarely seen on my brother's face. "There's just things-"
"Master Itachi, Master Fugaku wants to see you in his office" a manly voice said. Our heads both turned to the man and he closed the door before we could even see his face. Itachi shrugged and grinned at me, "Looks like pops needs me. I'll talk to you later, alright little bro?"
I glared at him, "Don't call me that"
"I'll call you what I want to call you" he grinned and walked out of the room before I could throw a punch in his face. I sighed and let my head fall on the soft cushions of our couch. Should I visit Sakura? No, I won't. She's the one that broke up with me! Ugh, this is annoying! I'm always expecting some call from her or something but nothing! Nothing ever happens and now she's just going out with that fucking Gaara guy. Ugh, I just want to break that face of his and put him in his place!
I can't believe he even dared to touch her. My Sakura. She's all mine. She's not yours anymore.
I see her, she's standing there all alone. Today would be the last day I'd ever see her again. Her beautiful face, her beautiful pink hair and how she had gotten those glasses out made her even twice as beautiful. But what I can't help but notice was how much she has lost weight that she looks like an anorexic person.
What had she been doing for the past days?
I watch from afar as she grabbed her phone and placed it on her ear. A small smile escaped from her lips and it made my heart ache, was she happy that I was gone now? Was I not enough for her? I gave everything to her and with a snap of her fingers, she made me disappear into her life.
"Gaara" I heard her say and my heart sank even deeper than it already had.
"I had a great time in school today" she said, that angelic voice of hers...shit, I miss her so much. I stood up from my seat, surprising everyone around me for my sudden loud action. I hit some chairs, but I didn't fucking care. I just wanted to stay away from her. I didn't want to care about her anymore. I'll be leaving tonight anyway, I don't give a shit.
I went out of the school. I didn't want to be in school anymore because she was there. I didn't want to see her, yet see her at the same time and it's driving me nuts! I wanted her to see what she had done to me. I wanted her to feel guilty of everything! But she's not! She's fucking happy and I'm fucking depressed here!
I parked my motorcycle near the bar that I was going to enter. I didn't care that I was in my school uniform, didn't care if I didn't have I.D. either. I stepped inside, there was no guard outside. When I entered, hoards of people were around the place, filling every corner of the area. I made my way to the bartender and ordered myself a drink. He cocked one eyebrow up at me, "Hey, you're a high school student aren't you?"
"I'm not. Just give me the fucking drink" I snapped.
The bartender eyed me still, "Give me your I.D."
"I don't have any. I left it at home" I replied.
"Then why are you in a high school uniform?" the bartender asked and I was getting myself ready to beat him half to death but a voice had stopped me, "Bring him a vodka, it's on me" an unfamiliar girls voice said.
I looked up and turned to her. She had black raven hair, red lips, dark eyes too. She smiled at me, showing her perfect white teeth. I didn't feel any way comfortable with her but I didn't give a shit anyway. I nodded, "Thanks"
"No problem, kid. So, tell me, how does a high schooler get from school to here?" she asked, cocking one eyebrow up.
I shrugged, "I'm a cosplayer"
She snorted, "I get those excuses all the time. I've been to that school of yours, went there during my high school years too"
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah, me and my boys would skip classes all the time and head into some random bar" she replied.
I nodded my head and took a sip of the strong alcohol. A few moments later, I had found myself drinking my 5th drink and my head felt dizzy and weird. My eyesight grew blurry and it felt like everything was light. "Hey there, boy" an unfamiliar voice said. I turned around and smiled at the person. Her face was so blurry but I could tell that she was really...hot.
"Why don't you come with us?" she asked.
I simply nodded my head. When I was about to walk with her, a hand grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. My eyebrows furrowed until my eyesight concentrated on an all too familiar guy. Itachi was glaring at me, "What the hell are you doing here?" he asked.
I groaned, "What the fuck are you doing here?"
"I was looking for you! Everyone is fucking looking for you!" he cried out, his voice rang through my ears, giving me a headache but I didn't show any signs of it. Before I could say something back, he grabbed my arm and got me out of the bar. When I went out, the sky was already dark and there were no one down the cold street anymore-just a couple of gangsters huddled in a corner or something.
I groaned, "Whatever, leave me alone" I said and was about to go back inside when he grabbed my arm once again.
"You're coming with me," he said and turned to his car, "Sasori, take him"
I turned around to find a red headed guy who strongly took me by the shoulders and shoved me inside the car. Everything else happened in a blur and soon, I found myself back inside my mansion. Father was there, mother was there. They looked angry at me but I didn't care-I didn't give a damn about everything anymore. This had been the 10th time that something like this happened. They shouldn't be surprised. Hell, they shouldn't even care anymore too. There's nothing they can do.
"Sasuke-" Fugaku started.
"I don't care okay? Yell all you want at me, you can even beat me up here! Nothing's going to change! Sakura ain't coming back if you do that. All the more, I'll keep doing what I do!" I slurred.
Fugaku inhaled a long breath and exhaled it afterwards. It was how he manages to control his temper otherwise, he'd be beating me into a pulp right now. "God, just...leave me alone!" I cried and was about to go back outside when my mother's voice stopped me.
"S-Sasuke! You can't! Please...don't" Mikoto said, her eyes pleading me.
I shook my head and turned to my father, "Are you happy now? Are you happy that Sakura is finally gone?"
He didn't answer but stared at me with those cold, merciless eyes. I turned back around, "Sasuke. You're not going anywhere" Itachi whispered.
I looked up at him, "Just let me do this once" I whispered.
His expression softened and he sighed, "Alright, but I'll pick you up again in a few minutes"
I nodded a thanks and walked out of the house. Instead of bringing my motorcycle, I decided to just walk to her house. Tears escaped in my eyes while I was walking and I felt something wet hit my back. I looked up and furrowed my eyebrows. Then suddenly, a lot of it came running down. Rain poured down and everything I had got wet. I liked that feeling. Just thinking that maybe the sky is crying for you because it doesn't want you to cry alone.
I continued to walk while the rain was pouring down hard. Then, a few moments later, there it was. The old familiar house that I used to go to from time to time. It looked just the same except it had that vibe around it. That vibe of depression and loneliness. Maybe it always had that vibe around it since her parents were never around. I just didn't notice it because I was always...happy.
I was in front of her house, just staring at her door and wishing she'd suddenly open it and we'd both look at each other for a long time. She would smile at me and she would tell me that she still loved me.
"Sakura" I whispered her name. My heart felt light just by saying her name. It's like all the weight had been lifted off my chest but it soon grew heavy once again when I heard a familiar voice.
"Sasuke" he said and I turned around to find the red headed man, staring at me with murderous eyes, "What do you want here?" he asked.
I glared back at him, "What's it to you?"
"Oh nothing. Well, since both of you have broken up already, I'm just wondering why you're here. Besides, Sakura and I are...best friends" Gaara replied, his eyes never wavering.
I hated that. I hated the fact that they're best friends. I hated it that she gets to go to him when she's feeling sad, or when she's feeling happy. I hated it that she gets to cry with him and he's the one to be there for her all the time. I hated this so much. I swear, if only I could just knock him out right now.
"So, what are you doing here?" he asked once again.
I groaned, "None of your business" I replied and started to walk to the front steps of Sakura's house.
"You know, she just wants you to disappear" Gaara said and I stopped on my tracks. I turned to him just in time for a lightning to strike down and a thunder following afterwards. I wanted to talk back but there was something hard on my throat that was stopping me from talking back to him. I wanted to scream at him that I know that she still wants. But the problem was, I didn't know if she still wanted me and I didn't know if he was telling the truth or not.
"Why are you here?" he asked for the third time.
I looked down on the ground, "I'm leaving...for good"
"Out of the city?" he asked. I nodded my head and went down the stairs, meeting the cold rain pouring down from the sky, "I just need to say goodbye to her, that's all" I said.
Gaara opened his mouth to say something but was stopped when I heard a honk. I turned to where the sound was and found the black car of my father. I groaned, "Wait a minute" I said and ran off to the car. The window went down and there, I saw my mother's face.
"Sasuke, we have to go now for the airport. Have you said goodbye to her?" she asked.
I sighed, "Not yet"
"Well, hurry it up" my father's cold voice said. I pressed my lips together and ran back to where Gaara was. "I'm going" I replied and ran to the front steps of her house until I was finally in front of her door. I knocked on it once, twice-but nothing.
"Sakura?" I said through gritted teeth but no answer.
"Looks like she's not around" Gaara said. He was standing right next to me now, his face still and emotionless.
I gritted my teeth harder, "Damn it!" I cursed. I looked up at Gaara, "Please, tell her I love her so much"
Gaara shrugged, "I don't know if I can do that"
"Just please. Tell her this. Tell her to text me, e-mail me, or anything! Just tell her I love her so much and I can't forget her" I said, desperate just to talk to her. Gaara sighed and looked at me in eye, "Fine" he said. I sighed a relief, "Thank you"
I ran up to my car and went inside the back seat, before I closed the door I took one last glance of her house and images of her flashed into my mind. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around to find Itachi, his face full of worry. I closed the door, "Let's go"
Sakura hurriedly walked to her house to find Gaara, sitting there on the flight of stairs. She furrowed her eyebrows as she went closer to him, "Gaara? Why are you here?"
Gaara looked up at her and smiled, "You weren't around so I figured I should just stay and wait"
"But it's raining! Come here!" she cried and grabbed the hem of his shirt. Gaara followed her as she unlocked the house and went inside. She placed the groceries that she had bought on the table and hurried off to her room to get Gaara some dry towel. Once she got the towel, she went back to the living room and handed him the towel.
"So, why are you here, really?" Sakura asked, cocking one eyebrow up.
Gaara shrugged, "I just wanted to hang out"
"Yeah right, I bet you got something to say. Hot chocolate?" she asked.
Gaara nodded and walked to the fireplace. He got a matchbox at the side table and paper that stayed in the middle of the table. He lit the fire on the paper and threw it in the fireplace. He got up and sat on the couch just in time for Sakura to go back with two hot chocolate in her hands. She placed Gaara's hot chocolate in front of him.
"Sakura," Gaara started. Sakura looked up at him, "Yes?"
"Sasuke left" Gaara said.
Sakura's heart dropped and she furrowed her eyebrows, "What do you mean 'he left'?" she asked, expecting the worst but hoping it wasn't true.
"He left as in, he's not coming back in the city" Gaara said.
Sakura brought her hands to her mouth, dropping the hot chocolate. "Shit!" she cursed and immediately bent down to get the broken pieces of glass on the floor.
Gaara helped her and she looked up at him, "D-Did he s-say anything?"
Gaara stayed silent for a moment, pestering whether he should tell her or not. "Gaara?" Sakura asked as he stayed silent for too long. Gaara sighed and looked up at Sakura's green orbs, "No"
A/N: Yay! Thank you so much for the reviews guys! Keep it up! CLIFFIE: HIHIHI, look forward to the next chapter! OHMYGOD SAKURA SMOKED? WHO WOULD'VE THOUGHT! AND GAARA AND SAKURA? Ohhhh snap! Now, what is Sasuke going to do with Karin? :O AND HOLY CRAP~~~ GAARA IS A REALLY BAD GUY! Btw, sorry that it took kind of long and this chapter SUCKED. Like seriously. I keep losing this chapter in my laptop. Like, how many times did I rewrite this? 3 times? Gosh. So yeah, I kind of gave up a little and just didn't care anymore what I wrote. I promise I'll improve next time!
Updating next Saturday or Friday:)
So, school has been quite stressful to me:( There's been projects, reply slips to be passed, quizzes, seatworks, homeworks, GAH. AND I GO HOME AT 7 AT EVENING. WTF.
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