I don't know if I am desperate or not but I want attention. From one single person, that won't look at me, that won't even stop one second to act like I exist. He is pretending that I am dead...

After what happened in "7 minutes in heaven" he is ignoring me, completely. We have some classes together, and for his happiness, I got a lot of detentions lately because I tried so many times to talk with him and he pretended that nobody is speaking but the teacher didn't do the same and he gave me his full attention, in detention.

7 Minutes of Answers

I still have his shirt from that day. He probably forgot about it. I am trying so hard to don't blame Sakura. I begin to wonder how it would be now if Sakura wouldn't have come that day.

After two whole months of being ignored, I begun to think that I don't want his body, okay, I want it, but not just his body. Maybe I am desperate but I would be happy just if he would look at me, just if I could stay beside him, if I could hear his voice…

"Neji! Did you hear a word from all that I said?"

"Oh…I 'm sorry, Kiba, I was thinking about something else."

"This is what you've done for more than two months, you won't be attentive to anybody, and your grades are the lower than you ever had, you don't hang out with us and your head is in space."

"I am sorry…"

"It's okay …"

No. It's not. I have to do something. I want him to understand that I am sorry, that I need him to just look at me, just a second…

I finally finished this week of hell. I just walked out of those corridors, out of that school and now I'm on my way of going home. But I suddenly look up in one single point when I see Gaara a few steps in front of me.

"Gaara!"

I scream but he ignores me. I'm not letting you to ignore me again; I don't want you to do this .Look at me. Come on…

"Gaara!"

I stopped him. I grabbed his left shoulder hard enough to stop him from walking but gentle enough to don't cause him pain.

"Please…don't ignore me…"

He looks at me with pain in his eyes, I can see that he looks tired, he is even thinner. Maybe I am not the only one who is having a tough time.

"Look at me. Talk to me. Please…just…"

He doesn't move an inch but he looks so weak in my eyes. I feel that if I don't hold him, he might fall…

I hug him tightly, he doesn't say a word but I won't let him go whatever he says.

"I am sorry."

That is all that I could say. He hugs me back. Putting his head on my chest.

"…Why?"

He finally spoke, but his voice…trembles…

"I hurt you."

I know I hurt him. In that moment he enjoyed it, even if for only one second but it all happened to fast, I was about to go all the way, and I can tell that after that, he got scared of interacting with people..

He didn't touch anybody before either but now…I saw him. At sport a few weeks before, he fell, slipped, because it had rained.

I didn't have the chance to help him because I was too far from him but Kiba was beside him and he tried to help him get up.

All that he did was to touch his shoulder but he moved away. Let his head down and looked scared.

I felt guilty, that's when I realized that he hasn't been stubborn or something else. He was scared. I scared him. I hurt him.

We haven't moved for some minutes before someone whistles at us. We've arrived at 'Lemon Coffee' that is close to his house and we sat down and we ordered some coffee because it started to rain and we are both so cold and wet. We run from school in here.

After we ordered, silence took our conversation. But I began to talk. I need to know.

"Are you…upset?"

After some minutes of thinking, he finally answered.

"No…"

I consider this. He is not telling me the truth or he was upset before but now he isn't anymore.

"Then why did you ignore me?"

Silence took the word again, he opened his mouth to speak but the waitress came with the coffee before he could say a word.

He took the coffee in his hands as using it for warming.

"Tell me…"

I want to know his answer, I don't know why but this had been bothering me for months, I need to know why.

"…I didn't know what to do besides to ignore you."

As I thought…he is scared…

"You could have talked with me, we could…"

"What? We could what? Do the same thing again?"

That hurt...

"That is not what I mean…"

"Then what?"

"You think that I don't care about your feelings after…that… but each time when I tried to speak with you, you decided to ignore me. If I disgust you or anything else then fine, I can take it, I will leave you alone but you are the one that doesn't cares about what I feel, you didn't before and you don't care now either."

I stood up, prepared to leave. After all those months that I couldn't get him out of my head, after all, I am the fool here, he doesn't like me, he doesn't care...

I put the money for the coffee on the table. I look again at him as he holds the cup of coffee in his hands. And I say:

"Goodbye."

To be continued …

This was part two. I am working at part 3. I am sorry that didn't put it all in but it's very hard to get the idea from before because I was thinking different then than I do now and I don't have the idea settled in my mind and not either the time. So thank you for the readers of "7 Minutes in Heaven" I hope I didn't disappoint you with this part. As I said, this is part two and there will be a part 3 if you want it of course so this is not the end. Thank you for reading.