Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Given The Chance ❯ Dinner Guests ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter #10

Dinner Guests

 

 

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Days as usual, of course not much was usual anymore after Cassandra met Gaara. Since he had actually stuck around to listen to her Moonlight Sonata he would sometimes sneak into her room for reasons unknown to Cassie. Mostly he would only come around if he noticed Cassandra was staying up late reading her study guides and remind her to go to sleep since she had to work in the mornings. Luckily Cassie didn't have to work any more double shifts at the restaurant. Sometimes when she fell asleep with a book in her hand - it happened to her more often than she thought - she would wake up in the middle of the night tucked in with her lamp turned off and her book sitting on her bedside table. It could have easily been Cassandra's father or brother but sand on her windowsill gave her a different feeling.

 

Cassandra's eyebrows furrowed as she searched for something in the house to cook. The fridge was virtually empty and the cupboards had some things but nothing particularly supper worthy, “Hale, where is dad? He should have been home with groceries an hour ago.”

 

“Beats me,” Hale shrugged not moving from in front of the TV.

 

Cassie gave a small frustrated sigh, “Ah! How the hell am I supposed to cook if there is nothing left in this house to eat?!”

 

“No need to worry,” Daichi's voice called along with the sound of the door opening and shutting. He came walking in with a mountain of grocery bags piled in his arms so high Cassandra had to go help catch them before it all ended up all over her freshly cleaned floor, “I have it completely covered Cassie!”

 

“Ya you have enough food to feed us plus a starving country for a week. How on earth are we supposed to eat all of this before it spoils,” Cassandra asked as she placed a few bags on the kitchen counter.

 

“Well we're having company over for dinner tonight,” Daichi announced.

 

“And you're telling me this now,” Cassie's mouth dropped open, “Geez don't give me any earlier notice. They could have been here before I got the water boiling.”

 

Daichi messed up his daughter's hair, “Don't worry about it sweetie I have it covered, since it is my date that is coming over I will do the cooking. You just have to go upstairs and put on something nice. And that goes the same for you too, Hale can you dress in something half decent or what?”

 

“No,” Hale responded dully.

 

“We'll you're combing that rat's nest that you call hair at the very least or else,” warned Daichi.

 

Cassie gave her father a sideways glance, “A date huh? Do I get to know who she is or what?”

 

“Her name is Hana she is the waitress I hired,” he said with a smile.

 

“You know that's odd you don't usually invite your girlfriends for family dinners until you've been dating for at least a few weeks,” Cassandra stated in a slightly annoyed tone, “How come this is the first I have to hear of this woman?”

 

“Oh it's just the first it's ever come up with all of Hale's missions and you being kidnapped and sick so don't even start with that tone. Just remember I'm the adult here and your brother is just the lazy ass that won't leave for some reason so no taking that tone with me,” Daichi scolded, “Now you go upstairs and change or something, its doesn't have to be fantastic it only has to be clean and appropriate.”

 

“I've been able to dress myself for quite some time now I think I may just know what I'm doing,” Cassandra rolled her and eyes headed upstairs, “And if you destroy my kitchen I will make you pay dearly!”

 

“I own my own restaurant Cassandra I know what I am doing,” her father defended.

 

“No if you were actually the one that cooked in that restaurant then you would know what you are doing,” retorted Cassie, “I thank god you hire a cook or you'd have burned down the place ages ago.”

 

After freshening up Cassandra was sitting on her bed jotting down words in a notebook she used to write the rough drafts in her songs. She was bored, and her father wouldn't even allow her downstairs so it was all she could do.

 

When it came to the use of the kitchen Cassie had a controlling nature because she was the only one to ever cook for the family and both the men in her house were hopeless with a spatula much less the stove.

 

“What you writing there squirt,” Hale asked poking his head through her bedroom door.

 

“Nothing that concerns you,” she said flatly closing her notebook, “What do you want?”

 

Hale shrugged, “I didn't want to be anywhere near the kitchen while dad is cooking. Last I checked he forgot to put the lid on the blender when he was making the drinks, and I have no confidence in his skills with the oven either.”

 

“Oh Kami he better not set the house on fire,” springing to her feet Cassie walked across the room giving Hale the chance he needed to take her notebook out of her hands, and run down the hallway with it, “You better give that back to me you stupid jackass!”

 

“I will right after I read what you had been keeping from me,” he laughed beginning to open the first page of the book, but didn't get the chance since Cassandra jumped on his back before he could read much more than a song title.

 

Cassandra grunted pulling his arms back to restrain him, “Oh I don't think so ninja boy!”

 

The two of you wrestled for control, Hale staggered dangerously, Cassie could tell he wasn't using his full strength in fear he might hurt her since he the shinobi of the two. Either way he did have trouble with Cassie on his back because she too had her own tricks.

 

“I got it,” Cassandra yelled in triumph snatching the notebook from Hale as she still clung for dear life to his back, “Look who is victorious!”

 

“Not for long,” he grunted turning his back to the wall and allowing his weight to fall backwards.

 

It had become a bad habit for Gaara to sit outside Cassandra's window and look in on her knowing she would always be there reading, writing in a notebook, or sleeping. Sometimes he would even go into her room when she fell asleep with the book in her hands. Gaara didn't know why he even cared, but he would always pull the blankets over her and set her book on her nightstand for her.

 

That afternoon Gaara had arrived earlier than usual and found her jotting in that notebook of hers again when her troublesome older brother came in the door. They talked for a moment before Cassandra jumped from her bed and headed for the hallway. Hale stole that well used notebook of hers and tried to make a run for it.

 

Cassandra jumped on him and after a loud and noisy struggle was able to reclaim her stolen property but Hale looked like he was going to loose his balance and crash them both into a wall.

 

Gaara didn't even think before he moved and once he did he had already opened the window and stepped into the hallway with his sand cushioning the blow between Cassandra and the wall. She had winced obviously expecting some form of painful impact and it took a few minutes before she spotted the sand and a small smile appeared on her lips. She had to be the only person on earth that would smile when she saw his sand.

 

“What,” Hale glanced around until his slightly angered glare landed on Gaara, “How did you get in here?”

 

“Same way as last time,” he responded darkly.

 

“Well you can go out the way you came in then because I don't recall you being a welcome guest in this house,” Hale seethed.

 

That got hit a hit upside the head from his sister who looked annoyed at her brother, “Do you have a polite bone in your body at all baka? Seriously when you have a guest you don't act rude jackass.”

 

Blinking slightly Gaara looked at Cassandra and she just returned his confusion with a smile, “Sorry for my brother I hope you don't hold him against me. You know we are making a big meal anyway because we are expecting guests why don't you stay as well? I promise Hale will shut up.”

 

“Are you insane-” her brother hissed before being silence by a firm backhand upside his head once again.

 

“Be nice,” she warned.

 

“No, I'd say that's a pretty valid question,” Gaara stated flatly, “After all not many people would ask me of all people to stay for dinner.”

 

Cassandra gave a small pout, “Oh don't be like that just because my brother is a small minded jackass. Come on my father invited people without telling me, and now he is destroying my kitchen as we speak I need someone half decent to talk to you know or I will go insane.”

 

There were those eyes of hers again, those large pleading green eyes, those eyes that could make any given emotion authentic at the drop of a hat. Gaara had no idea how she did it but trying to resist it was almost painful even for him. It was really starting to bother him as he realized exactly how easily she could sway his heart and convince him of almost anything. No one else on earth was able to do that, “Fine, I'll stay.”

 

She started beaming, “Great! Supper should be ready soon if dad doesn't set the house on fire!”

 

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