Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ New Beginnings ❯ Friday ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter 4!

 

Thank you for the reviews they were once again, happy and helpful.

 

In this chapter we have other peoples thoughts come in, mainly it is Sakura but Gaara's will be shown too and I perhaps Neji's on one part…

 

And Sakura's inner self in some situations. And a warning, this is a high school Fanfic so the plot will have to change a lot, as you have noticed. I try to stick to their character as much as possible.

 

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

 

Thoughts

 

Inner thoughts

 

 

Chapter 4: Friday

 

 

Sakura sat on the edge of Temari's bed while her eyes wandered around the room. The walls would have been the color of white that is if you could see them. They were cover with dozens and dozens of posters of bands and movies. There were the occasional pictures, one picture had a small girl with four spiky buns holding a small boy with brown hair and purple markings on his face in a headlock while she smiled sticking her tongue out. A smaller boy with fiery red hair was sitting in front of them concentrating on building a sand castle, Gaara, of course. There were a few more photos of Temari and her brothers when they were younger, maybe one or two with their parents. What caught Sakura's attention was a picture of a bunch of goofy looking teenagers, not in the least bit sober, smiling at the camera. By now Sakura had stood up to get a closer look, she suddenly started to laugh.

 

“Huh, what is it?” Temari popped her head up beside Sakura, “Oh! That's us freshman year. Well, my sophomore year. It was when Shikamaru had become our friend.” Sakura looked at Temari, a questioning expression. Temari smiled and skipped over to a desk beside her bed, sliding open a drawer and grabbed something, closing drawer and skipping back to Sakura. Temari had grabbed a black picture book, she stood before Sakura flipping through the pages, stopping around the middle and handed it to her. It was a picture Temari, her two brothers and Naruto smiling and sticking their tongues out. Heh, Gaara's smiling. From the looks of it, they weren't much older than seven. Sakura smiled at Temari who nudged her to turn the page. This time there were five people smiling up at the camera. There was Temari, her brothers and Naruto, but this time there was a small girl with brown hair set up in two buns, waving to the camera grinning widely. Tenten. Sakura flipped to the next page, the picture this time contained newly added Hinata smiling shyly, and Neji looking serious, but calm, a long with the rest of the group, each seemingly more their own person, at about thirteen of age. Hey, wait…

 

“Temari, why isn't Gaara in this picture?”

 

“Oh, “Temari looked nervously at Sakura before walking over to her door to shut and lock it, “You would be told eventually I guess.” Sakura was giving her, her full attention, curiosity growing, “When I was fourteen, Gaara 13, our parents found this boarding school in England they liked. They had been searching for one because Gaara kept getting in trouble for fighting at school. Despite how much we all protested, they sent him there, thinking it would `straiten him out'. But what they didn't know is that that school was fucked up. It was an all boy's school with all guy teachers with the exception of the principal. Now, things were normal at first, Gaara hated it, he was miserable and parents were satisfied. But one night during the second semester I received a phone call from him. He sounded panicked; he was trying to catch his breath while talking. Turns out one of the teachers slipped something in his food and he passed out. When he woke, he was in a white room where three other boys who were a couple years younger than him stood frightened in a corner. Gaara looked around and saw his principal and two teachers standing and smiling. The two teachers were behind cameras, the principal in between them wearing a robe.” Temari sighed, “After that Gaara doesn't remember anything.” Sakura was frozen; her heart beat fast as she had a sudden sense and rush of what made up Gaara.

 

“What do you mean, did they drug him more?”

 

“No, Gaara blacked out in his own mental state. When he came to the room was destroyed, the cameras were in pieces and the two teachers and the principal were lying on top of each other, unconscious and bloody as hell. The three other boys' in the room were in the same corner, and when Gaara tried to ask them what had happened, they were too scared to answer. I think around then was when I received my phone call from him. Later the three boys were able to choke out something about how Gaara had fought the three sick ass-holes. In different words of course. Anyways, Gaara refuses to talk about it, basically all the information I told you was from the police when he told them because he had to.” Temari turned the page of the picture book; sure enough Gaara was back, with the new addition of Kiba.” Though Gaara has never been one to socialize much, after that night he was changed. He hardly ever smiled anymore; he seemed almost cold at times, with new walls built inside him. Just different.”

 

“I hate hearing this story.” Sakura and Temari spun around to see Hinata and Tenten standing inside the bedroom; sad expressions.

 

“When the Hell did you guys come in?! And wasn't my door locked?” Tenten spoke again.

 

“About 5 minutes ago and yes it was. Pitiful locks, really.” Temari rolled her eyes, turning back to Sakura.

 

“Now Gaara is sort of like everyone's self appointed protector. He would protect his friends with his life. You got a little taste of that when he punched Sasuke, but I have to say he adapted to thinking of you as a friend quicker than anyone in the past. Normally it takes at least a month for him.” Temari, eyes wide, gasped but calmed down and decided to observe her new found theory. Sakura however, failed to notice this, lost in her own thoughts. So, is this Gaara? Is this what plays through his mind? You know who he sounds like? Fuck off. Nice. Yeah, I just told my own self to fuck off; I'm crazy, mhm, yep. Tenten looked around, seeing her two friends staring into space, she looked worriedly at them and decided to change the subject.

 

“How about we get changed for the party?” Hinata saw the her attempts, adding on.

 

“Yeah! I can't wait you guys to see my outfit” she lied. Temari and Sakura took a few more moments in their thoughts, before turning to smile and nod. The four girls took their shopping bags, emptying their contents onto Temari's bed.

 

“So,” Temari clapped her hands together cheerfully, “Since Hinata can't wait to show us her outfit, she can dress first!” Temari smirked, seeing Hinata regret she ever said that. She grabbed her clothes from the pile and changed while the girls waited. Once Hinata finished she stood still, knowing her friends would want to look at her new outfit. She was wearing a black mini skirt, similar to Temari's except for the thread in the stitching was dark blue. Her low tank top was the same dark blue as her skirts thread, hugging her curves. She wore black fishnet stocking which stopped mid-thigh. Around her neck was a black lace choker with a silver gothic cross hanging from it. Hinata held her arms crossed in front of her, trying to hide her newly exposed cleavage from her new tank top.

 

“Oi! Hinata!” Temari smirked, “Uncross your arms and have so confidence! You look awesome!” Temari glared at Hinata until she lowered her arms giving a small smile.

 

“Excellent, you're gorgeous!” Sakura smiled, “Now Tenten, we are still waiting for your performance!”

 

“Oh, right away milady” Tenten did a small bow as the four girls giggled.

 

Tenten stood confidently in front of the three girls as they took in her outfit. She had on dark forest green low rise shorts, which ended just above her knees, a black skinny strap top which rose just below her belly button, black fishnet arm gloves and a simple black string choker which wrapped around her knew a few times.

 

“So, Temari, did I do a good job?”

 

“Hah, hell yeah! Neji and Naruto are going to love you guys.” Temari was standing up smirking while grabbing her clothes to get changed. Sakura had already changed and was sitting crisscross on the bed next to Hinata.

 

“Um, Hinata, I noticed Gaara has insomnia from the rings around his eyes. Is what happened at that school the reason for it?”

 

“Oh…yes.”

 

“Okay.” Temari jumped on the bed smiling.

 

“So guys, ready to go downstairs and greet the guys?” Tenten came over, sitting opposite side of Temari.

 

“I am, but hey, did you notice anything strange with the guys?”

 

“Um, no…wait, well sort of. When we were driving home from school earlier today I asked them whose house the guys had chosen to stay at, Gaara said Naruto while Kankuro said Kiba at the same time. Gaara then hit Kankuro, making him say Naruto instead. That was a tad weird I guess. What happened with you?”

 

“Well it's just, they're all being especially quiet, and Neji is stuttering worse than Hinata.” Hinata nodded in agreement. The four girls pondered the weird behavior of their friends, while the guys were having a similar conversation downstairs in the basement.

 

 

“So, uh, do you think their suspicious of us?” Kiba asked the group of guys as they sat around on the over stuffed couches.

 

“Of course not, why would they be? I mean, Neji's only stuttering worse than Hinata! Dumbshit.”

 

“Kankuro, do I need to remind you that it was you who almost gave us away in the car?”

 

“I thought we decided on Kiba!”

 

“Hn, dumb ass.”

 

“This is so troublesome though.”

 

“Hey, you know what girls talk about at sleepovers! And don't tell me you don't want to know what Temari has to say.” Shikamaru let a small pink rise in his cheeks, avoiding eye contact with Kankuro and Gaara who were sending him glares. After Naruto's comment to Shikamaru everyone seemed to spark up sending random arguments over the group. Gaara however took this moment to speak up.

 

“Shut up.” The guys seemed to quiet down as Neji let Naruto out of a headlock. “Now, just act normal; that means Neji stop with the stuttering, and be your regular selves and we'll be fine.”

 

“Pff, act normal, easy for you to say. But come on, we're talking about our girls, they're scary when they get mad!” Kankuro put a scared look on his face.

 

“And to add to that they have Sakura now! Gaara, you saw her kick Sasuke's ass with me, she's vicious.”

 

“She may be vicious but who says we're going to get caught buddy?” Kiba had an evil grin on his face as he slung an arm around Naruto.

 

“Kiba has a point, amazingly enough. We won't get caught.”

 

“I'm all for it, but if we do get caught I'm blaming it on you.” Kiba said, while he sat cross armed across from Gaara.

 

“Do what you want, we won't get caught.” The other guys looked at Gaara and then to each other before nodding.

 

“Yep, blaming it on Gaara.”

 

“Yep.”

 

“Good luck Gaara.”

 

Gaara glared at them all, but knew it was the only way for them to not chicken out. “Gee thanks.”

 

“Anytime Buddy!” Kiba patted Gaara on his back. “Besides, Sakura is hot, can't wait for that!” Kankuro came in.

 

“I know! It should be pretty good.” Without realizing it, Gaara glared at the two but quickly caught himself, returning back to his mono tone expression, shoving Kiba to the ground, releasing a smirk.

 

 

 

“Besides, Sakura is hot, can't wait for that!”

 

“I know! It should be pretty good.”

 

Idiots. Wait, why is Gaara looking at them like that? It's not his usual death to the world glare…Heh; I'll just have to keep an eye on this.

(Back to the girls)

 

 

“Okay, how about we go about the evening as planned and if the guys try anything, we'll just show them our wrath.” Sakura had broken the silence with her words; the three girls looked up at her and agreed in unison, “Okay.”

 

There was a knock at the door. “Hey! What the fuck is taking you girls so long!?”

 

“Can it Kankuro, we'll be down in a minute!” Kankuro slumped and made his way back downstairs to the basement, game room.

 

“They said they'd be down in a minute.”

 

“Hmpf, knowing girls we are going to be waiting for another hour.”

 

“Want to say that again?” Shikamaru's eyes shot up to see a smirking Temari. Shikamaru let his eyes wander up and down her, taking in her newly exposed form. Damn. While Shikamaru let his thoughts wander, the other three girls appeared, leaving the other guys to gawk at them, making Kankuro speak up.

 

“Damn! You guys look hot!” Naruto still speechless, was staring at Hinata, occasionally in certain areas he would get hit for. Neji who normally would have Naruto in a headlock was entranced with Tenten, an occasional blush spreading to his cheeks. Gaara was currently having trouble maintaining his monotone expression when he saw Sakura standing next to Hinata. Sakura looked up, catching her eyes with Gaara's, staying frozen, neither one really knowing what was going on until Temari's voice broke their thoughts.

 

“Jeeze, perverts. Let's get our party going already!” The four girls walked down, seating themselves randomly on the couches. There were three of them, over stuffed and velvety with the smell of febreze. Kiba, Kankuro and Naruto had already started on the video games, screaming about which pair would go against each other first. Temari switched on the stereo and slipped in a mixed CD, the first song being Hero by 30 seconds to Mars, and following that Candy Man by Aqua, and continuing on with a combination of rock and techno. Temari then, reached over the couch to a table to grab a phone and threw it at Kankuro. “Order the pizza!”

 

Kankuro was now holding the top part of his head, one eye open, “Damnit Temari! You didn't have to peg it at me so hard!”

 

“I didn't, I simply tossed it and your head just happened to be in the way. It's your own fault really.” Temari stuck her tongue out at him as Kankuro flipped her off but started dialing the number on the phone.

 

“Yeah, I want to order-“Naruto jumped and collapsed in front of Kankuro.

 

“Cheese!”

 

“Three cheeses, uh” Temari glared at Kankuro, “One cheese with out sauce for my idiot sister… Shit, Temari, watch the head!” Temari smirked as she held her cell phone up threatening him with it. “Sakura what kind of pizza do you like?”

 

“Cheese is fine.”

 

“Add another cheese to that…Yes with sauce!”

 

“Hey, hey, Oi! Kankuro, dude, Akamaru and I need some meat!”

 

“Uh, two with sausage and pepperoni and four with just pepperoni. Yeah, thanks.” Kankuro set the phone down, “About half an hour.” Sakura turned to Temari,

 

“Did we just order 11 pizzas?”

 

“Yup! Actually we normally get more…”

 

“Oh…pigs.” Sakura was smiling until Temari creamed her in the faced with a pillow, “Hey! Okay, I'm a pig too, happy?”

 

“Yes.” Temari smiled at Sakura before turning to Shikamaru. “Shikamaru, how many times do I have to tell you? No smoking inside!”

 

“Well I don't want to go outside by myself; your house is creepy at night!”

 

“It's only seven o'clock.”

 

“It's still dark outside.” Temari rolled her eyes and sighed.

 

“Fine I'll go with you, just hurry up.” Shikamaru smiled as they headed through a sliding door with dark blue curtains.

 

“Shut the Damn door, it's freezing out there!” Temari stuck her head through the door and spit her tongue out at Kankuro before shutting the door.

 

Sakura and Tenten were on a couch whispering something before both turning to Hinata with evil smiles. Hinata, who was talking to Neji, turned to see them, returning a scared smile.

 

“Uh, hi…”

 

“Hinata…Sakura and I want to play with your hair!” Sakura and Tenten gave innocent smiles.

 

“Oh, um, okay…” Their evil smiles returned as they brought Hinata to sit on the floor against the couch in front of them. After about ten minutes of brushing, pulling, squeaks from Hinata and pony tails they were done, smiling proudly at their work. They handed Hinata a mirror, letting her look in to see her hair had been set up in a messy bun, with little strands of hair hanging loose around her face and other various parts of her head. She turned around smiling at the two, “Are you sure I look okay?”

 

“What? Yes! Here, I'll prove it.” Sakura spun Hinata around quickly, “Hey, Naruto!”

 

“Eh, what?” Naruto turned from his video games, eyes stopping on Hinata.

 

“Hinata?”

 

“Doesn't Hinata look pretty with her hair up?” Sakura smirked as she watched Naruto stare at Hinata who was blushing madly.

 

“Y-yes, you look beautiful!” Naruto had a slight pink in his cheeks as Kiba laughed silently at him from behind. Neji however was glaring daggers into Naruto who finally caught on and gave an awkward smile before turning around, hitting Kiba in the arm. Of course, him hitting Kiba in the arm made Kiba hit him back, and eventually got them to start wrestling on the ground, leaving Kankuro to walk over to the couches to join the three girls, Neji and Gaara in conversation.

 

“See, you look great.” Hinata was still blushing as she smiled at Sakura and got up to sit next to Neji again.

 

“Oi, Kiba, Naruto, quit fucking around; you're going to break something!” Kankuro bellowed, throwing a pillow at them.

 

“Fine…I'm getting tired anyway,” Naruto stood, stretching his arms in the air before taking a seat next to Gaara, as Kiba took one next to Sakura.

 

“So…guys! Anyone for truth or dare?”

 

“Idiot, Kiba, what are we in the third grade?” Tenten yelled at Kiba.

 

“Fine…spin the bottle it is!” Before Tenten or any of group could argue, Kankuro had run to his fridge and grabbed a bottle and set it on the table.

 

“We're playing with a ketchup bottle?” Sakura lifted an eyebrow, smiling at his attempt.

 

“It was the only thing I could find.” Kankuro put his hands up in defense, continuing on, “Everyone gather around the table. Sakura, can you go and get Temari and Shikamaru?”

 

“Sure.” Sakura stood up from the couch and made her way to the sliding door. She opened the door and froze as blush rose to her cheeks. “Oh, sorry, we're playing spin the bottle.” Sakura walked back to the couch in shock, still red in the cheeks. Temari followed her, smirking, as Shikamaru followed, not smirking but shocked and had crimson cheeks as he looked at the ground, taking a seat next to Temari.

 

“Eh, Sakura, you okay?”

 

 

“Shikamaru, you know smoking is bad!”

 

“Yeah, but you've never tried it.”

 

“So let me.”

 

“No, it's bad for you.” Shikamaru smirked, taking a drag of his cigarette. Temari became frustrated, but a thought formed in her head, making her smile. She pouted her lips, moving in close to Shikamaru, letting her body brush against his.

 

“Won't you let me just once?” Shikamaru became stiff, slight redness filling his cheeks. “I only want to know what it is that can keep you so attentive” Temari moved in closer, letting the heat from their bodies intertwine, pressing her body against his, and staring into his eyes. Shikamaru felt his voice abandon him, taking in her scent, the way her body felt against his, fighting the taunting thoughts which were forming in his mind. He felt her hand brush against his. Temari took a few steps back smirking, his cigarette in hand. She lifted it to her mouth, but noticed a third person.

 

“Oh, sorry, we're playing spin the bottle.” Sakura stood frozen, blush filling her cheeks. She turned around as she led them to the couches, Temari smirking, Shikamaru blushing behind her.

 

 

“I'm great, um, let's start the game, shall we?”

 

“Well, take your seat next to Gaara.”

 

“Oh, right.” Sakura went down to the table as every one sat on their knees, waiting for her. Kankuro spoke up,

 

“Great, so since your new here it would only be right for you to spin first. But, we are never right, so I'll be going first!”

 

“Shouldn't we at least have rules for this game?” The group stared at Kiba to continue. “Okay, for example, no wimpy kisses, I'll be the timer when it's not my turn, we each have twenty seconds.” Kiba ignored the protests of some of his friends, “Oh, and no guy on guy kissing. But girl on girl is perfectly fine.” Sakura slammed her hands on the table.

 

“If you guys land on each other, you WILL kiss each other, just like us!” Kiba sunk down, cowering, as the other three girls agreed.

 

Neji laughed nervously, “Oh boy, this is going to be interesting.”

 

“Um, end of rules, Kankuro, your turn!” Kankuro gave a nervous look before spinning the red ketchup bottle. The bottle spun around, going for a few seconds as the group watched it, tension rising as it slowed down and stopped. Kankuro slowly lifted his head to see a frozen Kiba.

 

“Curse you Kiba…”

 

“How is this my fault?”

 

“You had to go be a dumb ass and get bad Karma on yourself.”

 

Sakura grinned, “Aren't you two going to kiss?” Neither answered, “Don't make us hurt you.” knowing the truth in Sakura's words they both scrambled up, facing each other. Their friends trying hard not to laugh, Gaara spoke, “Well?”

 

“Okay! Okay Kiba, let's just get this over with.”

 

“Fine.” The two boys closed their eyes as they moved in closer and touched each others lips and then sprang apart. “There, we did it!”

 

“Hmm, who was it that said twenty seconds, no wimpy kisses?” Temari looked to Sakura.

 

“Oh I don't know, could it be Kiba?”

 

“You know, you're right!” Temari turned to the two boys, “Now, come on, let's see some tongue action.”

 

“No way in hell!” Sakura and Temari rose, soon after accompanied by the rest of the group, all with evil grins on their faces. “Even you guys? Traitors!” Shikamaru smiled.

 

“Sorry dude but this is too good to pass up.” Kiba and Kankuro sent death glares to them, “Fuckers.” They turned back to each other, moving their bodies in as their heads moved in, feeling one another's warmth as their lips touched, bodies frozen, thoughts going hay wire, Kiba taking the initiative, moving his tongue in, Kankuro letting him before he could think, both exploring their new play ground. Eight pairs of eyes watched in astonishment and the two boy's continued.

 

“Um, you guys, I said times up.” Sakura spoke quietly; watching the two boys pull away and turn crimson. They looked at one another, each trying to read the others expression before Kankuro spoke.

 

“Well, let's see, Neji here, your turn.”

 

“Yeah, thanks.” The group reseated themselves around the table, quiet at first, but the tension soon wore off. Neji placed the bottle on the table and gave it a sharp spin. It span around about a dozen times before landing on Tenten. Naruto grinned ear to ear, clapping Neji on the back, who then sent him a glare. Tenten stood up, walking slowly over to Neji, while he too stood up to meet her. Kiba looked at his watch.

 

“I'll tell you when to start. Aaand, now!” Neji took Tenten's chin in his hand, looking into her eyes, crashing their lips together. Finally. The group watched as the two forms moved closer together, pressing against one another. Tenten's arms moved around his neck, while he wrapped his arms around her waste, both like puzzle pieces.

 

“Times up!” Kiba smirked as the group watched them turn red, taking their seats. Neji cleared his throat.

 

“Um, Sakura, here you can go.”

 

“Thanks.” Damnit. Sakura placed the bottle on the hard surface, giving it a spin, closing her eyes, waiting for the results. Who would I like it to be? Maybe Gaara? No, crazy. I'm you. Fuck. Sakura's heart jumped when she heard the bottle stop, slowly lifting her eye lids to see the bottle pointing next to her towards Gaara. I win. Gaara wore no facial expression, though Sakura could have swore she saw him smirk just seconds before. Sakura and Gaara silently agreed not to stand up, feeling they were quite capable of kissing from where they sat.

 

“Way to go little bro!” Kankuro winked at him, though it was ignored.

 

Both who had been avoiding eye contact, looked up at the same moment, suddenly emerged into each others eyes. They slowly started forth to one another, entranced, oblivious to the eight friends. Sakura's heart beat was rapid, having kissed before, but never has she experienced this much of an affect with even kissing the person. She could feel his hot breath on her, caressing her skin, anticipating his soft lips, -Ding Dong- Kiba jumped up.

 

“Pizza's hear!” The group got up; yelling, chanting, other sorts when dramatic thoughts fill your mind, convincing yourself you're starving for pizza.

 

Sakura and Gaara remained frozen a few moments more, Why did I want that kiss so bad? Did he too, want it? No. Gaara came to first, and almost like he read her thoughts, smirked and got up to join the others in eating. Jerk. Sakura became annoyed, hating his smart ass smirk, but not wanting him to know he'd got to her, quickly got up, and grabbed a slice of cheese. Sakura looked up to see Temari changing the songs on the stereo. Here's my chance. Sakura came up next to Temari, speaking in a low voice.

 

“Yo, Temari, what was going on with you and Shikamaru?”

 

“Oh, it was nothing.”

 

“Hah, looked like something to me.” Sakura was smirking, waiting for an answer.

 

“No, I mean really it wasn't anything. I'll just explain later when the guys leave.”

 

“Yeah, you better.” The two girls giggled deviant like.

 

“Oh, shit.”

 

“What?”

 

“When I forgot my stuff at my house I forgot my medicine, too.”

 

“Your medicine?”

 

“It's just some medicine I have to take before I sleep.”

 

“What does it do?”

 

“It's just for anxiety and slight depression.”

 

“I didn't know you needed medicine for that.”

 

“It's mainly the anxiety, it's just really severe.”

 

“What happens if you don't take it?”

 

“Oh, I'd probably just pass out or something, look I'm just going to walk over to my house, it's only about ten blocks away.”

 

“Okay, well hey you'll need someone to go with you, HEY GAARA!”

 

“No, really I'll be fine.”

 

“Don't be stupid. Gaara,” Gaara had walked over, now staring at the two, “Sakura needs to go to her house and get something, walk her there okay?”

 

“Really, I can go al-“

 

“Let's go.” Sakura stood stunned but decided not to argue. They made there way to the front as their friends yelled and waved good bye. Sakura stepped outside, feeling the crisp night air hit her. I should have brought my hoodie.

 

“You should have brought your hoodie.” Sakura looked down at the sidewalk as they walked, she just then realized she'd been clutching her arms tightly, and shaking. When Sakura didn't respond Gaara rolled his eyes Women, and took off his own hoodie and held it out to her. “Here.” Sakura looked up from her feet.

 

“Oh, no, that's okay.”

 

“You're cold.”

 

“And it's my fault for not taking my hoodie. Not a mistake you have to pay for.”

 

“I don't get cold easy, just take it.”

 

“Liar.”

 

“Just take it.” Gaara thrust it in her arms, Sakura deciding she didn't want to argue over a sweatshirt anymore, put it on. He smells nice. Warm.

 

“You're stubborn you know that.”

 

“Hn.” Sakura rolled her eyes, both making their way down the side walk, the only sound coming from their own foot steps. Sakura cleared her throat.

 

“So, why exactly were you and Temari so insistent of someone going with me?”

 

“Sasuke.”

 

“Not really following.” Gaara sighed.

 

“Look, Sasuke and his friends live around here, they're idiots, have a car and it's Friday night.”

 

“So…you came for my protection?”

 

“Basically.”

 

“Well in that case you can go back. I don't need anyone to protect me.”

 

“I know you can fight, it's just, no matter how much I despise Sasuke…he can fight.”

 

“And I can beat him.”

 

“I know, but Sasuke and his friends are pretty strong together, and won't take it easy on you.”

 

“As if they would need to,” Sakura felt anger rising in her, “What's the worst they would do?”

 

“To put it short, they have no respect for women and the word `no.'”

 

“Oh…”

 

“He uses Ino as a way to pass time, fucking her when ever he pleases, then leaving her when he gets bored.”

 

“Why does she let him do that?”

 

“She thinks he loves her, and he keeps it that way. I once even heard him convince her that it would mean a lot to him if she'd be his friend's toy for a couple nights. She's an idiot.”

 

“Almost makes me want to feel bad for her.” Gaara raised an invisible eye brow. “Almost.”

 

The rest of the walk was quiet, a few cars going by to break the silence and the rustling of the leaves.

 

“And we're here.” Sakura headed towards her door, but took a turn half way to a tree in front of her house.

 

“What exactly are you doing?”

 

“Oh well, my parents aren't home.”

 

“I guess you don't use keys?”

 

“Why would I want a key when I can just climb a tree and go through my window?”

 

“Hn, I don't know.” Gaara followed her into the tree. Sakura stepped on the roof, helping Gaara up before prying open her window and falling in, rolling on the floor. Gaara stepped into the room with his arms crossed. “Nice.” Sakura sent him a glare and popped up from the ground.

 

“Be absolutely quiet.”

 

“I thought no one was home.”

 

“They aren't, just be quiet anyways.” They stood in a room, engulfed in darkness, the moons silvery light coming through the window. “Now, I'm going downstairs to get my medicine, you just stay here until I get back.”

 

“Hn.” Medicine? Sakura walked to her door, opening it and closing it without making a sound leaving Gaara to stand in her room, taking in all of what is Sakura. There were clothes strewn out over the floor, posters on the wall, and a desk which was cluttered with a few notebooks, and tons of papers and books. Gaara walked over to the desk, picking up the first paper within reach. It was her math home work; at least he thought it was. The entire paper was covered in doodles and little side notes, and when looked at from afar, just seemed like a page torn out of a sketchbook. Before Gaara could collect his thoughts on the next paper, he heard a loud crashing noise and an older male voice yelling something. Gaara tried to make out what he was yelling, but his words were slurred. Gaara's mind then snapped, he heard Sakura scream; he dropped the paper and ran out of the room towards the voice. He stopped in the hall, panic level rising, looking to his left to see stairs, running down them. He looked around, everything was dark until he caught sight of a dim light illuminating on the other side of the house. He ran, realizing it was the kitchen. Once he got to the kitchen he stopped as his feet hit the cool tiles. He looked down across in the middle of the kitchen to see Sakura on the ground clutching her stomach, losing consciousness. Around her lay shards of a once whole Vodka bottle, letting her lay in a puddle of harsh liquid. Gaara watched her as she cringed in pain, trying to hold onto the world, yet no tears escaping her eyes.

 

“Who the fuck, are you?” Gaara eyes were set on his fallen pink haired friend. His eyes narrowed, and clenched his fist which bled from the pressure he held them at. He shook with anger, feeling it boil up inside him. Gaara looked up to see a swaying man with an unbroken bottle of vodka in his hand, sneering at Gaara.

 

“Who are you? Why are you here?!”

 

“This is my fucking house! Now, who are you?!” A spark lit inside Gaara, taking a step back.

 

“Y-you're Sakura's father?”

 

“Unfortunately… What? Are you the little whore's boyfriend?”

 

“Don't call her that you bastard!”

 

“Why not? She's nothing but a slut in my eyes.”

 

“Say one more fucking word and I swear I'll-“

 

“You'll what? Are you going to teach me a lesson? In my house?” Gaara now shook uncontrollably, feeling his anger reach its point.

 

“Yes, if I have to.” Sakura's father let out a shrill laughter, taking a swig of his bottle, letting droplets run down his chin. He smirked, getting onto his knees, watching Gaara as if to tempt him. He raised his hand to Sakura, about to slap her. Gaara snapped, Sakura's father now laid passed out on the other side of the kitchen, blood cascading from his nose. Gaara stood over Sakura, pulling in his bloody fist. He knelt down picking her up bridal style, grabbing a pill bottle which lay beside her head. He stood and headed out of the kitchen, turning around at the door and calming speaking.

 

“Don't fucking touch her.”

 

 

Authors Note: Wow that was longer than expected. I hope you liked it, please R&R, Hah.