Chapter 6

Mystery Note

Gaara: *leaning against the wall looking like a badass* Are you going to make this chapter all romantic and shit?

Me: *sneezes and coughs into a tissue* Fuck off Sabuku. Can't you see I'm sick? And yes, I am.

Gaara: *sarcastic* Is the all mighty creator finally down for the count?

Me: Come say that to my face so you feel how I'm feeling in a week.

Gaara: Nah. I'm cool just chillin' here.

Me: *curls back under the blankets with the laptop in my lap* Yeah that's what I thought. Now give the disclaimer.

Gaara: *mock bows* Your wish is my command, Milady. CheshireSweetheart only owns the ideas in her heavily medicated head.

Me: *lifts hand above the blankets and flips Gaara off* Sit on it and spin, Ass-wipe.

Hinata looked at me with wide eyes and then back at the red head standing behind me, "Uh, Sakura? Can I… Can I talk to you real quick?"

I smiled nervously and nodded my head, "Sure Hinata." I turned my head, to look over my shoulder at Naruto and Gaara.

"Can you boys please excuse us? Hinata and I need some girl time," I smiled sweetly at both of them.

"Sure Sakura-chan! Gaara and I will find a booth for all of us," He grinned brightly at both of us and dragged Gaara away so they could find a booth for all of us.

I turned back to Hinata and watched her try and relieve the blush on her face, which made me smirk. "Someone has a crush on a certain blonde," I teased as I raised an eyebrow at her and laughed.

She shook her head and glared at me, "Sakura! Let's get back to the point!" She hissed at me and grabbed my arm, dragging me down the hallway and into the girl's room.

She checked underneath all the stalls before she went back to the door and locked it. I watched her as she rested her head against the wood door before she spoke. "What is he doing here?" Her voice was low and even, dangerous tone hidden underneath the calm exterior.

"Hinata, I know it looks bad, but…"

She spun around quickly and I flinched from the cold glare she was giving me, "Looks bad? Looks bad? Sakura! That's the guy we're looking for and you bring him to lunch with you! What is wrong with you!"

I hung my head and looked at the scuffed yellow tiles of the bathroom flooring. They seemed a lot more harmless than a pissed off Hinata. "It wasn't my fault. Naruto invited himself and Gaara to come with me when I told them I had to meet up with you. I just wanted to get out of there and work out a plan with you, but those bakas had to ruin all that".

Everything was quiet for a while, so I slowly looked up and saw Hinata shaking her head with closed eyes. Either she was thinking of something or trying to figure out if my story was true or not. I was so hoping it wasn't the latter of the two. After a few more seconds she gave a heavy sigh and opened her eyes and looked straight at me.

"Well, at least you found him. That's half of our mission completed, now all we need to do is bring him back to the corporation without getting killed," Hinata said seriously and I nodded in agreement.

After fixing our hair and make-up in the mirror, I unlocked the door and we headed back to the boys. We found them at booth in the very back of the café, Hinata and I shared a look and then smiled brightly as we approached. Naruto and Gaara were seated across from each other, talking about something that, from this distance, Hinata and I couldn't hear.

'Oh goody, I get to sit next to the psycho,' I mentally groaned.

'Hey! If you don't like it you could always let me out!' Sakumo prompted, I thought about this for a bit before Hinata broke me out of my inner mind. Sakumo growled and went to sulk.

"Hey guys. I hope you weren't waiting long," Hinata blushed slightly as she looked at Naruto.

I smirked at her and glanced at Gaara, he was staring right at me and I fought down the blush I felt creeping to my cheeks. If you were wondering why I was blushing and not cowering in fear, well the reason is quite simple. HE WAS HOT! Not only was he staring at me, oh no, he was giving me this look that had so much emotion behind his normal blank stare and a sexy smirk. Not the normal sexy smirk, no, it was a come-jump-my-bones-now sexy smirk. If I had let Sakumo out at that moment she would have flung herself at him, effectively giving everyone in the café a nose bleed with her erotic antics.

Mentally shaking my head, I took my seat next to Gaara, and glanced over at Hinata, she was seated next to Naruto with his arm slung back behind her head. She was blushing like a mad woman and muttering something under her breath.

Smiling sweetly, I placed a hand on the table in front of me, Hinata glanced up at me. She looked down at my hand on the table and then placed her own atop of my own, a soft smile lighting up her face. I shifted my eyes over to Naruto and then back to the young Hyuuga, a jester for her to talk to him. She blushed again, but turned her attention away from me and onto the confused blonde.

"N-Naruto-kun, what classes are you taking?" I rolled my eyes at her lack of speaking skills around boys and focused my attention on a menu the waitress had dropped off at our table.

'Hmmm….. I wonder what I should get. The burger sounds good, but I don't want something with that many calories,' I thought to myself as I scanned over the menu.

"I recommend the jasmine ice tea and the teriyaki chicken," I snapped my head up the sound of Gaara's smooth voice; he was looking at one of the menus as well.

He didn't even look up at me when talked; he just continued to read over the menu. I could have sworn he had just read my mind, but I instantly realized that I must have been staring at menu for longer than I realized.

"Oh," I blushed slightly and tried to hide it with the menu, "thanks, I'll get that".

He slowly looked over at me and the corners of his lips turned up slightly, in small smile. My heart did a little back flip and I felt my cheeks heat up a little more.

'Shit! Why the heck am I blushing?' I quickly looked away, devoting all of my attention on the menu. Even though I already knew I was going to go with Gaara's suggestion.

'Oh will you just stop your complaining and enjoy the moment? Seriously, when was the last time you and a guy even communicated?' Sakumo sounded like she was starting to get pissed. I knew then that I should just listen to her so she won't break out and bend my body to her will.

_LINE!_

(~AN HOUR LATER~)

If I was a liar, and I'm not, I would have said that the food Gaara recommended was horrible, tasteless, and bland. Since I'm not a liar; I only stretch the truth a little; I admit that the food was incredible! Cooked to perfection and the tea was amazingly refreshing. When Hinata and I left, after bidding Naruto and Gaara goodbye, I was comfortingly full. Not yet to the point of bursting, just enough to where I wanted to snuggle up in my bed and sleep.

'I bet you want that hansom red head to be snuggled up next to you,' Sakumo teased as she sent mental image after mental image of Gaara and myself, tangled in the sheets, our bodies wrapped around one another's.

'Oh please. Will you just stop with all the sex talk? If you keep this up then I'll turn into you and I don't think either of us want that,' I countered back and I watched Sakumo's shadowy mouth drop in horror.

'NO! I'm the only one that can be like that! ME! Not you! ME!' She wailed, making my head ache and pound.

'Will you please stop that? You're giving me a headache,' I rubbed my temples, trying to soothe the pounding inside.

I closed my eyes as we walked and I felt a gentle hand place it's self on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and looked over to see Hinata giving me a soft smile. I looked at her blankly and then in confusion as she used her other hand to rummage around in her purse. I watched as she pulled put a yellow pill bottle and handed it to me. I looked down at it and then back up at her, silently asking her 'What is this?'

She smiled encouragingly at me, "There's some Advil and Excedrin in there. I always carry a bottle of it when I go on missions."

I smiled at her, said my thanks and stuffed the little yellow bottle into my book bag. We made our way back to our dorm room in compatible silence, but that silence was broken once we reached the girl's dormitory.

"Sakura, what is that taped to the door?" Hinata questioned pointing to our scuffed and worn wooden door.

I looked up and cocked my head to the side, confused. There, taped very neatly to the door, was an envelope and a sprig of Forget-me-nots. Hinata walked forward and removed the note before gently pulling the flowers off and handing them both to me.

"They're for you," was all she said before she unlocked the door, walking inside and shutting me out.

I looked at the envelope, noticing that my name was scrawled on the front in neat block letters. I looked over the outside for an idea of who sent it to me, finding none I preceded in opening the envelope. I pulled out the perfectly pressed and folded vanilla colored letter inside.

I looked up and down the halls, who I was looking for was a mystery to me, but I was hoping to at least catch a glimpse of whoever posted this note. I slowly opened the note and cautiously read over it.

Dearest Sakura,

This lowly little flower pales in comparison to the beauty that you emanate when I am in your presence. Though our meeting was brief I cannot remove you from my mind. Just like this flower, you have rooted yourself in my mind and I hope that these flowers will remind you to always keep me in your mind and your heart.

Because I know you will always be in mine. Believe that the meaning to these flowers is true. True love and memories. Memories that I have will always be with me and I know that soon you and I will find love in each other that is so true and pure it will up bring the world as we know it.

Knowing that you have received this letter of my confession, I wish for you to meet me at the Aurora fountain in the outer court yard of the school grounds. Midnight tonight. I'll be waiting for you, my lovely little flower.

I re-read the note not once, not twice, but three times before Hinata came back out and had to drag my stunned ass back into the room. She sat me down on my bed and repeatedly tried to pry the crumpled note from my clenched hands. Failing for the umpteenth time she gave up and sat next to me, rubbing soothing circles on my back.

"Sakura, what's wrong? You know you can tell me," She was being so sweet to me, but I couldn't speak or even move for that matter.

My mind was a whirlwind of questions, 'Who is this from?' 'Should I go?' 'Should I not go?' 'If I do go what would I wear?' 'Is this person some sort of weird stalker?' 'Is he the hottie red head from before?'

Okay, that last question was Sakumo's little input, but my mind was such a jumbled mess at the moment that I barely even registered what she had said.

"Sakura, what's wrong? Is it the note?" Hinata stopped rubbing my back and looked at me in worry.

I just nodded stupidly and let my grip on the paper loosen; she pulled it away from me and read over the so called 'confession'. I stared blankly at the wall as Hinata finished reading and put the note onto her lap, folding her hands over it. She turned towards me and smiled softly, taking one hand off of the paper and placing it upon my tense shoulder.

"Well, there's only one thing you can do now," I slowly turned my head to stare at her.

"And what's that?" My voice had finally decided to start working again. Insert gay little bunnies twirling sparklers here.

"Get you ready, of course! Girl, you have a guy that wants to meet up with you tonight at midnight!" Hinata hopped off my bed and started rummaging through my side of the closet, "Who knows what kind of guy it will be! A princely type? A bad boy? Smart and sexy?"

Hinata squealed happily as she clutched one of my tee shirts to her chest. I rolled my eyes and sighed, Hinata really need to lie off of the Shoujo Manga for a while. It was starting to go to her head a little. She had a stack of the love crazed books on the floor next to her bed and she would read one book every night.

"Hinata, I can't go".

She stopped moving, slowly turning towards me with a look upon her face that sent jolt of fear through me. Hinata still had the shirt in her hands and she was squeezing the metaphorical life out of the fabric. If she squeezed the shirt anymore I swear the color would start bleeding out.

"Holy shit Hinata! You're gonna break my shirt!"

"You're going to go, whether you like it or not," She stepped towards me, the shirt twisted in her delicate hands.

I scrambled backwards off of my bed and Hinata sprung herself in my direction. She grabbed ahold of my waist and dragged backwards. I kicked and squirmed, trying to free myself from her steel like grip.

"Hinata! Let me go!" I screamed as she ripped apart the tee with her teeth and proceeded to hog tie my hands and feet.

"Oh stop it Sakura. I'm doing this for your own good. Now stop squirming or you'll hurt yourself," She stated calmly as she finished tying me up and got off of the floor.

I sat up with only a slight struggle and glared ice daggers at Hinata, "There is something completely wrong with you".

She looked over her shoulder at me from her spot in front of the closet and smile brightly, "Nobody's perfect Saku. Now do you think you should wear leggings or jeans?"

Yeah. I'm cliffhanging it. Deal with it people! So who do you think sent the love letter? Comment if you know! Also I can't really figure out what Sakura should wear so help me out! It needs to be something cute and hot for her mystery date. I'm also over being sick so I don't have the crazy medicated imagination anymore. Horray!

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