Again we don't support something depressing in this chapter T_T…
We are both depressing writers by the way so that's why we always write better when it's something so depressing. So on with the chapter.
FYI! I have no experience with getting drunk and having a hangover…but ive seen my friends with that crap all the time. Like my friend david was a dumbass and had a hangover. And in gym class (this was fucking 8th grade) it was funny to push him over. Yeah, that's what the dumbass gets! But that wasn't the time Cody actually came to school drunk off his ass! Like I said I have bad influences but I'm still the good girl…this doesn't mean my co-writer hasn't gotten drunk before 21. Then again shes 18. Anyhow BEGIN!
Naruto
I had my knees brought up on myself as my tail was over my waste, trying to keep me warm. Which is only awkward because normally I wouldn't be as cold because of Gaara. And now I had a splitting head ache, which I tried to ignore by biting my lower lip.
Can someone please tell me what the fuck happened...and I'm talking to myself. Which would make sense since I'm speaking to myself in my head...that hurts a lot! And where is Gaara? Plus where am I? Okay naruto think...I was probably at the tattoo place because of the familiar scent. And I was here because? Oh now I remember! I drank, for the first time, and then I sort of blanked out. Did I get drunk? I guess I would have to because of my head ache and how tired I am. And so where is Gaara...
I sat up, slowly on the leather couch, slightly groaning by how my head hurt. Guess I know how Jiraiya felt each time he had a hangover. I held my head as I slowly took out my phone that I was digging in my side, by being in my pocket. Flinching at the small light of it I looked at the time. It was 6 am. Great it was so fucking early! Maybe I should go back to...Wait...is that the date? It's fucking Tuesday, you know the day after Monday, and I just remembered I just started school! And no way am I going to not go my second day like last time.
I looked at the couch across from where I was sitting cross legged. Sai was still passed out. I sighed, how I wish my head didn't ache. Now seriously where is Gaara?
I looked around but he was no where even close to me. He didn't leave did he?
I held the phone in my hand, beginning to call Gaara's number, when a shadow covered me a bit, and I looked up.
"Look who's up so early. Hm." I could already know it was Deidra and I lightly smiled.
"Y-Yeah I'm used to waking up early I guess...but I need Gaara."
"And why would you need him?" Deidara smiled.
"I got school...and I need to go get a change of clothes before. It starts in about an hour and fifteen minutes." I explained, trying to ignore the pounding pain in my head, "So do you know where he is?"
"Yeah, he's in my office."
"H-How come?"
"He knows how small this couch is and he wanted you to be comfortable, so he slept in my office instead." Deidara sighed and I just nodded.
"Well...can I go to your office to get Gaara and go?" I don't know why needed to ask. It seemed like I should just go and get Gaara, but that might be rude.
"Sorry, cutie, but he's still sleeping, I think he might get a killer hangover."
"Oh..." I whispered. I didn't want to wake him.
"If you want, I could drive you to your apartment, then to your school?"
I thought about that for a bit. That actually did sound good enough. Id text Gaara later. I smiled up at dei-dei "Only if it's not trouble."
"Not at all." He smiled and I stood up slowly, stretching a bit, then picking up my homework (that was half finished) I put it all in my back pack. I made sure I had everything before Deidara drove me to our apartment. After a quick change and text to Gaara on what was happening Deidara drove me to school for a horrible day with a hangover. Great.
Gaara
What is worse? The soreness in my limbs, the pounding in my head, or the fact I was on a cold office floor, with my hands tied behind my back? Deidara walked into his office, and unhooked me from my arms.
"Wh-wow...urgh... what's with my arms?" my first attempt at finding my voice sent a wave of pain through my brain.
"You don't remember?" Deidara asked. He looked pretty tired himself.
The last thing I remember was picking naruto home from school and him laying on me on the couch. How I got into Deidara's office was a mystery to me. "No." was my usual monotones reply. I checked the clock, it was almost 10. Naruto had to be in school hours ago! "Naruto?" I said a bit freaked I had forgotten about him.
"I drove him to school don't worry... Gaara? Are you ok?"
My epitome that naruto wasn't at school had me jump up to my feet, it was not a good idea, everything was sore. Everything. "WHAT did I DO last night?" I moaned, wondering why I had a literal pain in my ass.
"I'm sorry; I keep forgetting to stock up on lube." Deidara said as if it was a regular thing for him.
"You asshole!" I shouted pissed, what the fuck did we DO? I didn't want to think that I cheated on Naruto, was it my fault? I could have done something to stop this, drunk or no. he'll hate me, should I tell him? It's better than lying right? Oh no, no no! I can't bring myself to say I cheated on him. I started to breath hard.
"No, I had full permission, I'm surprised you held for all that bondage, I know you have a kink for it." Deidara light a smoke, and stood by his window looking out at the little traffic going by.
"Deidara, I was DRUNK, I have a BOYFRIEND! You should know better, what am I supposed to tell naruto?" I was nearly in tears. He'd hate me. After his life so far? he needs less stress right now, I mean I made him start school because it was necessary, all I wanted was for us to settle down and have a normal life, but I get drunk ONCE with FRIENDS and I get raped up the ass by my boss. I feel like crap.
"I was drunk too." Deidara said. "I was just as drunk as you and don't remember a thing!" he said in his defense, "look I'm sorry, let's just leave it be. Keep it between us!" the blind began to put on makeup like it was cool. I winced when I moved.
"No! How do you know I let you do it if you were as drunk!"
"I taped it. I watched the whole thing. You sound so sexy; I might have to do it again."
"Pervert." I spat, holding my head from the hangover.
"Come on Gaara, what would naruto say if I showed him this video? Just relax; it'll be over soon..."
"Wait Deidara, no! Come on, one I don't want to do this, and two, I'm still sore!" but those were the last words I had to say before Deidara cut off my air supply
Naruto
I sat in my...I can't even think strait enough to know what hour class I'm in! I got to school and I know that if I didn't have a head ache bad enough to make me want to kill myself, and if I wasn't flinching at every sound, I would have taken notice to all the people speaking random rumors on how I got to school with a different male and how I must sell sex or something stupid like that. I'm glad we had a water bottle in our fridge or I would be in worst condition.
Lucky me I had enough homework done to finish just before the classes started. I saw Shikamaru and Choji a few times in the day but they could tell something was up. But since I wasn't in any classes with them until lunch they didn't ask anything. And what would I say to my new friends? Oh I got drunk last night, totally blacked out, and now I got a major head ache? Oh and I still hadn't gotten anything from my boyfriend. Was he really in that much pain? Geez I sort of feel bad.
Again I took out my phone and texted Gaara just to see if he was alright. I would feel bad if he wasn't.
After that was done I began doodling in a note book. It was English and somehow I got put in a lower class then what I should of have been. I don't like to read but I do like to write so that's why it's simpler class. They were reading Julius Caesar which I will tell you I already read once and hated it so I declare I am not going to pay attention at all. But sadly not paying attention only made me pay attention to my head as I rested it in my hand.
So instead, because I can't stand not thinking or worrying of Gaara, I decided on sort of making a time line on my relationship. Just for the heck of it really.
So there was our first day, our first kiss, me moving in...Yada yada me being eaten blah blah blah...skip the Sasuke part and the hospital my birthday and bam were back where we started. I talk to myself way too much. But I'm bored. I scanned over the awkward looking timeline and my eyes lightly widened.
Thursday...This Thursday, is Gaara and my one month anniversary. I want to get him something, or because of my money make him something because he gets me too much stuff. I smirked a bit. I'm not going to tell Gaara about this, there for he won't get the chance to get me anything! That's perfect! Unless...he knows about it. Hopefully that won't happen.
Gaara
"Deidara... it's almost time for Naruto to get out of school." I said not looking at his eyes but rather staring at the ceiling. If I looked at him he would think that id enjoyed it. Unlike with Sasuke, Deidara knew none of my spots or other kinks.
"So?... he has a key."
"I wan't to leave."
"Gaara?"
"Please? I'm asking nicely. He texted me like six times, he'd get worried if he doesn't hear from me. Tsunade told me to cause him as less stress as possible, I'd do anything so you won't show him that video. Just let me pick him up from school?" I said, holding back the tears.
"Fine. Go."
I left without a word. I drove fast, and I sat outside the school for a few minutes, texting Naruto that I was going to pick him up seeing as work was slow. He asked me why I didn't answer any of his texts earlier.
'Sorry to worry you, but my headache was horrible. I didn't move half the day' was my answer. It wasn't the whole truth, but what I said was true. My headache was horrible and I was bound and unable to move.
A few minutes later he ducked inside my car avoiding the dirty looks of other kids. He looked at me, god what did I look like? Or was it just because he's part animal that they can sense negative emotions better?
"Gaara are you ok? You don't look so good."
"Like I said the headache was bad. I won't be doing that again for a while." aint that the truth.
It was silent; I think Naruto caught on that there was a little bit more off about me than just my hangover. I hit the bed and went right to sleep, my body physically exhausted from the 3 rounds since I woke up this morning, not to mention my horrible night's sleep bound on his cold floor. Naruto occupied himself with something and he kept to it in the kitchen, either giving me space or he didn't want me to see it. I doubted he'd be hiding something from me, so I figured it was the first one.
Naruto
I sat at the kitchen table making Gaara's present. I smiled at the thought on what it was. A black and red bracelet with Gaara's name on it along with the love kanji that he loved a lot. Well...it was going to look like that after I was going to be done with it. The thing about it was that since I was trying to make this as good as possible with whatever little detail I can use to make this present seem more than what it is its going to have to maybe take me two days more to finish it. As long as for one of the days I don't go to Gaara's work for one of them so I would have a full day.
Speaking of Gaara...he seemed totally different. I know he has a hangover, and so did I for most of the day and gladly it was Dieing down, but he still looked off. I mean he went right to sleep and he NEVER does that. Oh god...is he sick! Geez has he eaten all day? Maybe he did. But I want to be sure. Plus I'm also hungry...
I'm not the best cook and I know that Gaara might not exactly like microwave food but I am a master chef when it comes to making microwavable ramen.
I smiled to myself as I put two ramen packages in the microwave and cleaned up the mess I had made on the table, along with stashing away the unfinished present in my pocket, no way in hell was I going to allow Gaara to see this accidentally.
When the microwave beeped I grinned slightly as I smelled the air. Ramen...delicious.
I grabbed the two heated packages and made my way to our bedroom, hoping that all in all he was all right.
"Um...Gaara?"
"Hmmm?" He groaned
"I made you some ramen do you want it?"
Gaara
"No."
"You have to eat come on." Naruto urged resting on the edge of the bed. I groaned.
I sat up with heavy eyes, guilt and concern weighing them down. I'm so sorry Naruto, so sorry, so so so so sorry! I wanted to shout it, I wanted to grovel on the floor and beg for his forgiveness. But I can't let him know. Its better in the long run to keep it from him right? I'm only trying to protect him. I love him. God I'm sorry.
What can I do now? I don't want him to see the sad in my eyes or hear the remorse in my voice. Should I try to act happy?
"Thank you Naruto. You're so sweet to me." I said with an obvious fake smile, but it was the best I could do. Even trying, weather I succeeded or not at the lie, to lie to my love's face was hurting my chest and making my throat swell. God if naruto knew what pain I was going through.
He didn't buy it. "Gaara, what's wrong, are you sick?" he asked setting down the bowls for a moment to feel my forehead. I was sweating from the lie, not from a fever, so I bet I feel warm. "I think your burning up." he said with a small gasp.
"No, I'm fine really."
"Gaara, come on don't be rash." Naruto said, obviously worried about me. My headache and all the stress and the pressure and I just snapped.
"Naruto, really I'm fine, can you just please leave me alone... uuuurgh." I flopped onto my pillow and muffled an urgh into it. I heard a sniff and felt the weight lift off the bed, I turned my head just in time to see Naruto's blue eyes brimmed with tears, as he turned away and ran into the kitchen.
God I wanted to kill myself. I had many thoughts about doing so when I was younger, but I only succeeded in going emo, not that you can see the scars because I heal so well. The image of naruto crying was bad enough, but knowing I made him cry made me feel horrible. No matter which way I chose my path I'd be hurting naruto. Would he be better off if I just off myself and left my fortune to him? My family would take care of him, they owe me that.
I stalked into my bathroom, hearing small sobs from Naruto as I passed. It broke my heart, I felt worse than the devil right now. I'd sell my soul to him if it would make naruto happy.
I pulled a pocket knife from my pocket, and I made a clean slit along my arm, letting the trail of blood flow over my hand and into the sink. Then I worked on the rest.
Naruto
Why was I crying? Like some baby that just got told off by his mother? But I couldn't help it! He seemed as if he didn't want anything to do with me. As if I was just a bother. I didn't want to cry in front of him so of course I ran back into the kitchen. I just wanted to be sure he was okay. I love him too much to not care. I wasn't even hungry any more. I heard Gaara make his way into the bathroom but I didn't hear hi close the door. But I still tried to silence my crying. I didn't want to seem just like a pathetic fox that always gets different emotions from a small thing.
After a few minutes of trying to stop the little sobs from coming out, and because Gaara was taking awhile to leave the bathroom, they just started coming out at the normal sound of crying.
Why was he taking so long in the bathroom anyway! He hadn't used it because I would hear the toilet flush. But what I did hear was Gaara let out a long sigh as if he was holding in a breath.
I wiped my eyes on my sleeve until I was sure that my eyes were red and that, hopefully, my face would stay dry. Yet I kept having to sniffle.
That's when I smelt it. After another large sniff I smelt it. That nasty red stuff. Blood. My ears were better than my nose by a long shot, but I could still smell as a fox. Why was there blood!
"G-Gaara!" I panicked, pushing my chair out, causing it to fall over. But I would care about that later. I was almost at the bathroom when the door was slammed shut.
"Naruto don't!"
"But Gaara what's wrong are you hurt?" My voice slowly breaking again. I was feeling as if I was going to cry again. What was he hiding and why was there...blood involved!
I went to the door and tried to open it. But it was locked. Why would he lock the door?
"Just tell me what's wrong. Please I can help!"
There was silence, as if he wasn't going to say anything in reply. What was wrong with him?
Gaara
"No Naruto, I'm stupid and I'm an idiot." I said through the door knowing he could hear me. "But please, you wouldn't like what you see. And Tsunade said to keep you away from blood. Ouch that one's deeper than it looks..."
"Gaara!" I heard his panic stricken voice as he banged on the door, which did nothing for my headache.
"Please Naruto I'm fine." I said, I really really am a stupid stupid fuck. What was I thinking? Trying to take the easy way out? Well for one thing, the pain pulled me out of hangover, so I can think clearly, but I still have one wicked migraine. This was stupid.
"Gaara please let me in... Please... please..." I heard him sniffle against the door. God what would cause him more stress? Letting him in to see the blood or leaving him out there worrying... just a few more seconds...
I opened the door.
"See, it's all healed. Demon thing. they were small cuts anyway." the last of the blood trickled down the sink with the flow of running water.
"W-what did you do?" he asked seeing not only the knife on the counter but the cuts on my arm that were not in no way accidental being perfectly parallel.
"Please, Naruto. I love you, know this. I'm a stupid stupid jerk."
"No Gaara you not-"
"I'm not being rude but just shut up. I'm a stupid jerk, don't deny me this. I don't deserve you; I don't deserve to eat shit... I bet I'm going to hell..."
"Gaara, what... are you still drunk or something."
I started to laugh; it was a creepy laugh, a demonic laugh. "No Naruto, I doubt I will ever pick up alcohol from now until I die."
"I don't understand Gaara, your acting all weird. Tell me what's wrong!" Naruto looked serious, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. No I cant, I cant I can't.
"I love you Naruto."
he gave a small smile but looked disappointed I couldn't tell him. He must think I don't trust him. He leaned in for a kiss... these lips of mine were soiled with Deidara... "STOP!" I said, pushing him away. He landed on his butt, I really didn't mean to do it so hard..."Oh, Naru, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to I-"
"What is with you today? Don't touch me..." Naruto stood up by himself, brushing himself off and starting to cry.
"Naruto seriously I did not mean for that to happen, Naru-"
"leave me alone this time. There, now you don't have to be the mean one. Happy now? You get your wanted!"
"Naruto no..." he turned to look at me, a mad face with tears leaking down his face. "You're not... leaving leaving are you? It's late and you have school in the morning..." I said, anything, anything to make him stay.
"I'm not sleeping with you." he said. Folding his arms.
"Take our bed. I'll stay on the couch." I pleaded with my eyes. God did I hate myself. I'm so stupid. I'm a typical man. I'm a stupid stupid man. I know I don't deserve him but dear god, please please don't let him leave. He's all I have. He's all I want...
"Fine." he said turning away from me to hide his face filled tears.
"Thank you. Thank you god... I guess it wouldn't be fair if a guy got all he wanted, but you granted me that." I whispered, but I bet Naru could hear it, even if it wasn't meant for him.
Naruto
I couldn't stand there anymore. Mad and confused. What the hell was wrong with him! I'm worried sick and he...he cut himself? What is he hiding! Does he not trust me enough to tell me what was wrong with him? Something bad enough to make him want to hurt himself!
Tears rolled down my face as I stormed into our room and closed the door. I'm glad I did my homework in study hall because right now I'm so...mad that I can't even stand to think about anything else. Was this...like our first fight? There wasn't a lot of yelling but since we were both going to be in separate rooms I would guess that would mean we just had a fight.
I wiped my eyes as I pulled my knees up to my chest while sitting on the bed. I felt broken.
I rubbed my cheek on my jeaned knee and then stood up, changing into some comfy black sweats and an orange tank.
Even if I wasn't hungry the thought of ramen going to waste was not pleasing, I picked up both servings or slightly cold ramen and ate them both in a matter of 10 minutes.
I might have been tiered because of my crying and how my eyes felt heavy but I could just tell that I wouldn't be able to sleep. So instead, and trying not to think of Gaara, I began to type. And sadly all the emotions that were in my head made their way into the story, making it depressing and filled with angst. But it did make me feel better. At least a bit.
What happened with Gaara! What's the matter with him? Even if I tried I wasn't able to not think about his real problem.
"G-Gaara..." whispered to myself.
I placed the computer off to the side and curled in on myself. Crying again.
Yes yes yes naruto is a crybaby…but we can't help it!