Chapter 7
Midnight at the Aurora Fountain
Me: Hey Everyone! Gaara's not here today, he has some business to take care of, so my friends Tanner and Jesikuh are here to give the disclaimer for me. *smiles*
*hears laughing and banging from the next room and frowns*
Me: *walks over to the door, slowly opens it, and inhales* Penis Rape!
Jesikuh: *falls off of the chair she was standing on* Owwwwwwww T^T
Tanner: *jumps and gives a crappy karate move* Bre! What the hell!
Me: Guys. You wanted to come over, so I need you to do one simple thing for me. Please? *puppy dog eyes*
Jesikuh: You look like you wanna get raped… ByTanner
Tanner and I: Ewwww! Gross! *points at each other* Jinx!
Jesikuh and Tanner: *they both pick up a script I wrote* CheshireSweetheart does NOT own Naruto or anything else. The Fucking
Me: Thank You Guys!
Tanner: Let's go get something to Eat!
Jesikuh and I: Fat ass! We just ate!
Tanner: T^T But I'mhungry.
DISCLAIMER: I seriously don't own anything!
I stood out in the cool night air, shivering slightly whenever the breeze would blow through the upper court yard of the school. I grumbled to myself and kicked at a small rock in front of me, it skittered a few feet away before rolling off the concrete path and into the darkness.
"Stupid Hinata. This is all her fault," I growled to myself in anger and kicked another rock into the darkness.
~Flashback~
"Sakura!" Hinata gasped and covered her mouth with her hands, "You look amazing!"
Tears filled her pale eyes as she looked at me; while I just stared at her with narrowed eyes and pressed lips. I was sitting on my bed in a pair of denim shorts, a navy blue halter top, and a pair of night blue stilettos. My bubblegum colored locks were curled slightly and made to look like soft beachy waves. My makeup consisted of just a simple purple smoky eye that made my green eyes stand out even more.
"You know I'd be enjoying this as well, if I wasn't tied up!" I struggle against the fabric binding my hands together and Hinata just sighed.
She and I had been at this for almost six hours straight. I would start to struggle, Hinata would get mad and yell at me to stop messing up all her hard work, I would yell back at her that I didn't even want to go, she would get even madder and then tie my bindings tighter. You would think that I would be smart and stop my struggling and just let her doll me up, but what most people find out the hard way is that I'm stubborn to a fault. I will not give up nor quit for anything, that's why at the ripe age of nineteen I'm one of the top three best spies at the corporation.
"Sakura," Hinata's exasperated tone made me stop my struggling and look at her, "If I untie you, will you go to the date?"
"Maybe," I drawled out slowly as I looked straight at her, no emotion playing on my face or in my eyes at all. She glared hard at me and placed her hands on her hips, her foot tapping impatiently on the carpet.
I stared up at her narrowed eyes and an immobile attitude; she groaned in frustration and hung her head placing her hands at her temples.
"Sakura," Hinata mumbled as she ran her hands over her face, "Why are you making this so difficult?"
"Because we are on a mission, we shouldn't be running around doing whatever the hell we want to," I countered back, dead serious and set in my attitude. Hinata slowly looked up at me with shiny eyes; she began to sniffle and hung her head low so that her long hair covered her face. Her shoulders started to shake and the sniffles began to get louder. 'Oh shit! I didn't think that she would cry over this! What should I do?'
'Well brainiac. I would suggest you try and STOP HER FROM CRYING!' Sakumo screamed in my head, making my cringe as the noise echoed inside my mind.
'Fuck! Okay, I'm going. I'm going. You don't have to scream at me… Bitch' '
I heard that!' She placed her hands on her hips and tapped her foot. Well that's what she would be doing if she was real and not a part of my crazy ass mind.
'Good. I wanted you to'
"Hinata?" I scooted closer to the edge of the bed, "Please stop crying. I'm sorry, will you stop crying if I go?"
Hinata nodded weakly, still hidden behind her curtain of hair, and hiccupped a couple of times.
"Okay then. I'll go, now please stop crying Hinata. It's making me uncomfortable," I pleaded with her as she hiccupped a few more times.
She walked over to me and untied my hands and feet. I rubbed them a few times to relieve the sting that they had left behind. I glanced up at Hinata and enveloped her in a comforting hug. She sniffled and I felt her shoulders shake and held her tighter to me.
"Hinata please stop crying. I'm sorry; I'm going to go okay? And I'll have a wonderful time, I promise," I rubbed her back a little as I tried to calm her down.
"O-okay," She choked out around another hiccup, "Sakura?"
"Yeah?" I pulled back a little to look at her face.
"You're one amazing friend," She lifted her head and had the biggest grin on her face.
I pushed her away from me and began to get angry again. She tricked me! She faked cried to get her way! I was going to fucking kill her!
"Now, now, Sakura. There's no need for you to look angry when you meet your mystery date!" She grabbed my shoulders, spun me around, and directed me towards the door. I clenched my fists and glared at her out of the corner of my eye. She opened up the door and shoved me out into the empty hallway.
"Have Fun!" She yelled as she slammed the door and locked the door.
'Well fuck, now what do I do?' I asked myself.
'Well you go on the date and get some hot red headed action!' Sakumo yelled in excitement and fist pumped. I shook my head and made my way down the hallway and to the elevator. Hoping that Kami would take pity on me by shoot me in the head with a high powered riffle.
~End Flashback~
So here I stand, still alive and still wanting to either murder Hinata or shoot myself. I sighed in annoyance and sat down on one of the stone benches that lined the fountain. Tapping my foot on the concrete, I rested my elbow on the rough stone arm rest and laid my chin on my open palm.
"Damn. This is a waste of my time," I growled out as I closed my eyes and balled up my other fist, hitting the stone of the bench next to me.
"Sakura, is that any way to treat school property?" A voice from the shadows made me jump and open my eyes. I stood up and did a quick sweep of the area around me with my eyes. I glared when I couldn't see who had spoke to me.
"Who's there?" I called out without fear. No one person could scare me, Sakura Haruno, master spy.
'Well I don't know about you but I'm fucking shitting bricks right now!' Sakumo trembled in fear in a corner of my mind with a teddy bear clutched to her chest and her thumb in her mouth. I internally sweat dropped, but didn't lose my cool on the outside.
"Oh Sakura, it's just me. There's no reason to be scared," The voice said again and I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Scared? Who says I'm scared? Now come out to where I can see you," I got into a fighting stance, "Or I'll come after you and kick your ass."
"Fine, fine," The voice chuckled, "Wow you sure are a hard ass, Sakura."
I glared at the darkness and watched as a figure began to dissolve out of the shadows. My eyes widened as I took in the mop of messy red hair, aqua colored eyes, and a taunting smirk upon an equally hansom face.
"Gaara! What the fuck?" I growled out at him and walked towards him, "You're the mystery guy?"
He shrugged his shoulders and gave a semi sheepish grin, "Guilty as charged."
I glared at him and rubbed my temples in frustration. Why! Why me? Why does it have to be him! I screamed internally at myself as I willed myself not to jump into the fountain and drown myself.
"I wouldn't advise jumping in. There are some things in that water that you don't want to know about," Gaara leaned in close to my ear and whispered, blowing warm air onto my neck. A shiver ran up my spine and I quickly moved away from him. A light blush tinged my cheeks as I turned to glare at his smirking face.
"Don't do that," I growled at him and he put his hands up in a defensive way.
"Whoa, chill Sakura. I was just joking around with you. You don't have to get all defensive about it," Gaara smirk widened as he crossed his arms over his chest and moved closer to me, "Or do I just excite you that much?"
I scoffed and gave him a mocking smile, "As if you could excite me. I'm not so easily distracted by your so called," I looked him up and down and cocked an eyebrow at him, "charm."
Gaara raised an eyebrow at me and just shook his head, walking closer to the fountain and gazing at it with mild interest. I watched him with caution and wary, but his attention never strayed from the glistening waters of the fountain.
"Doesn't he jut look scrumptious?" Sakumo drooled heavily inside my mind.
'Oh do be quiet. I would love to have to live without you for one nigh of our lives,' I sighed back at her.
"Never! Besides I make your life better," She smiled brightly and gave a good guy pose like my kick boxing teacher, Lee, does.
'Sure,' I drawled out as I sweat dropped mentally. Sakumo growled at me and slowly retreated back into the recesses of my mind.
"Do you know the meaning behind this fountain?" His voice startled me out of my thoughts and I quickly shook my head; both to relieve my blush of embarrassment and show my lack of knowledge on the school's architecture.
He gave a low chuckle, quickly glancing over at me and then back at the fountain, "It is said that there is a story pertaining to this side of the school. The story changes every year, but the ending is all the same."
~Gaara's point of view~
Teasing her was just so much fun. I had no idea that she would react so deliciously to my 'charms' as she had called them. I never would have thought that she would have come, imagine my surprise to see her standing there, under the soft glow of the gothic lamps.
Looking so much the part of a beautiful enchantress that she was, casting spell after spell on my heart just to make it her's. Oh what a woeful enchantress she was! Her eyes the shade of a summer forest, skin as soft and pale as the moonlight that shone down upon her. The breeze had picked up her silken hair, tossing it playfully in the air behind her.
How beautiful she looked tonight, not that she didn't look lovely any other time, but tonight I knew that this look was only for me. That she had dressed up for me, and I was just eating it up.
'Well finally someone hit their puberty!' Shukaku chuckled as he clawed inside my mind, 'Come on buddy. Let me out and I'll show you how a real man gets the girl.'
'Not if hell froze over you over sexed madman,' I growled back as I continued on with my story.
It is said that when this school was first build, the daughter of the head master had fallen deeply in love with a rebel, the school's bad boy. He was a Yakuza, apart of a notorious gang that had half of the city under it's control. Her father had found out about her love and greatly disapproved of it. He would send body guards with her where ever she went, but she always was able to meet up with the boy no matter how well the guards where watching her. The more time the two spent together, the more the girl's feelings blossomed.
Some stories say that the boy did not return her feelings and that she went to this very spot, where they had first met, and took her own life.
Sakura gasped, a hand shot up to cover her mouth, eyes wide in shock and terror.
"But I assure you that these stories are not true," I calmly told her as I glanced at her from the corner of my eye.
The true story is that her father had found out about his daughter's meetings with the boy and locked her away in her room. People would catch glimpses of her looking out her window towards the outer court yard, but that is all they saw of her.
One night, as she lay in her bed, caught between sleeping and awake. She heard a sound at her window. Hoping that it was her love, she raced to the window. And there he was, standing below her window with a rock in hand. Elated to see him she called out, hoping not to wake her father.
He had finally come to see her, after weeks of being locked away in her room. He begged her to come down, but she was trapped. Her father had locked her door so that only her and a few choice professors could get in and out. So the boy devised a plan, he would come back for her in a weeks time on the night of the new moon. On that night she would figure a way of escape and have a bag of supplies ready.
They were to run away together, to elope under a starry sky. So the girl waited and planned her escape, gathering as much supplies as she thought she needed. On the night she sat by her window and waited for him to come and save her.
But alas her never came. The girl waited and waited for the boy, wasting away in her own despair. Worried for his daughter's health her let her outside to breath the fresh air and bask in the sunshine. The girl, lost in a saddened daze, made her way to the outer court yard and laid down on the grassy hill to rest, never to awaken again.
The girl had thought that her love had left her, but in truth her had been caught in a turf war and was badly wounded. He managed to make his way back to the school, only to collapse from blood loss in the very spot that she had lain. He was found in the morning, covered in blood and unmoving, a frozen statue of a lost lover. Never to see her beloved's face or smile again.
The father, so consumed with grief, built this fountain in his daughter's honor, even going as far as to name it after her.
Now people say that if you come here wishing for a love that will never come, the ghosts of the two lovers will appear and help you find you true heart's desire. Other times people who go at night might see two young figures standing next to the fountain, holding each other in a lover's embrace.
Sakura sniffled as she whipped the tears from her cheeks, "That was so sad, yet at same time beautiful. I feel sorry for the two lovers, but the same time happy. They can finally be together, forever."
A smile graced her lips as she looked at me and I couldn't help but smile back. She really was beautiful, even when she cried.
"Yes, forever," I looked up at the star filled sky and sighed happily.
Finally drying her tears she smirked at me, "Well Mr. Gaara, was your reason to call me out here just to tell me that story or do you have something else planned for us?"
Damn, did I not just want to grab and kiss her then and there. Her playful attitude was a definite turn on and the look in her eyes wasn't helping it either. The deep emerald orbs glittered and dance with mischief.
I placed a hand to my heart and feigned hurt, "My dear, you wound me! I would never just bring a lady out here to listen to me tell her a story."
~Sakura's point of view~
I raised and eyebrow at him and crossed my arms over my chest, my smirk never dwindling, "Oh? So you bring other girls here as well? My, my Mr. Gaara you really a lady's man."
I knew that this comment just me playing with him, but I wanted to see if his motives were 'pure', so to say.
"No, just you," He smiled at me and I swear I hear Sakumo melt into a puddle of drooling goo.
I blushed a light pink and tucked a piece of my hair behind me ear to help distract me, "So where to next?"
His smile turned coy and he chuckled, "Well, you'll just have to come with me to find out."
~Bonus!~
Hinata quickly locked to the door behind her furious room mate and made a dash for the phone. She dialed the pizza place around the corner and ordered a large meat lover's pizza, an order of cinnamon stick with extra icing, and two large sodas. Hanging up the phone she made her's and her room mate's beds, stashed away her manga books, and pulled out her text books.
Sitting down on the bed, after remembering to clean up the shredded tee shirt mess on the floor, she opened her text books and lap top. Logging into her fake home page, she opened up a word template and her music player.
A few minutes later her food arrived and she paid the delivery boy, but didn't tip him. She wasn't mean, far from it in fact, but she just didn't like it when guys stared down her shirt. Her eyes were not her boobs guys!
"Dickweed," She mumbled as she shut the door and placed the food on her room mate's bed. Sakura might get mad, but it's what she deserved after the hell she put her through tonight.
As she finished setting up the food, a light knocking came from the door, acting quickly, Hinata checked her hair and makeup in the mirror before casually walking over to the door.
Opening it as she would normally do, she smiled sweetly at the person on the other side.
"Hey Hinata! Ready for our study date?" The person asked joyfully.
She blushed slightly and opened to door more to invite the person in, "Of course Naruto, please come in."
~Chapter End~
I finally got Shukaku into the story! And some little back and forth flirting between Gaara and Sakura.
I might put some lovin' between Sakumo and Shukaku. I don't know yet. What do you guys think?
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-CheshireSweety