Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Year of Change ❯ Chapter 3, Part 2 ( Chapter 11 )

Disclaimer: I bow down to the greatness of Masashi Kishimoto, the creator of Naruto. If I had half the talent he had, then I wouldn't be working at my current place of employment, but sitting on my own little island drinking smoothies… Oh well, at least I get to write fanfiction.

 

Warning: Ack! My eyes! There's lemon juice in them! (*runs off to wash her eyes out*) This chapter is rated R for mature content. You've been warned…

 

Chapter 3, Part 2: Fight and make up

 

“Isn't that just cute?” Suigetsu leaned over the back of his cushioned chair to see the dancing couple. The other people at the table with him turned to take a look as well. “He didn't have that hard of a time taking your place… did he, Sasuke?”

 

The latter glared from his seat at the other youth and then at the pair on the dance floor. “Yes… very cute.”

 

“Ahh… you're up to something.” Suigetsu said while shaking a finger at him. “Come on… share the details.”

 

“I was just thinking about the weatherman.” Sasuke said, leaning back into his chair.

 

“The weather man?”

 

“Un… he said there was going to be a big storm tonight… it be shame if their car didn't work.” He reached for his jacket and stood up. “Let's go. This place is boring.” Sasuke started to walk out, his small group going with him. Sasuke looked back at the dancing couple at the same time Gaara lifted his head up. Their eyes locked for a moment, and Sasuke gave him a little grin. The latter frowned and watched him till he had gone out the front entrance.

 

0o0o0o0o0o0

 

“Eh? Where are you two going?” Sakura asked. It was later in the night and people were slowly starting to leave. Normally Naruto was the last one out, but he was leaving with an arm around Hinata's waist.

 

“We thought we would go and get something to eat…” Naruto said sheepishly.

 

“Want company?”

 

The look on Naruto's face indicated that he did not want company and was currently trying to figure out a why to say so without actually stating what his objective was. Gaara smiled into his cup before wrapping an arm around Sakura and bringing her attention to him.

 

“Let them go. I don't feel much like eating ramen tonight.”

 

Naruto sent a `thank you' gesture to him before he and Hinata made a quick exit. He wasn't sure what time it was when they finally left, but the manager was shooing the younger people out just as an older club was starting to come in.

 

“What did you think?” Sakura asked as they walked out into the parking lot. Her arm was warped around his and he was feeling very content at that moment.

 

“It was alright… I think I would rather be somewhere quieter though.”

 

“And less dancing?” she teased.

 

“That too.”

 

“Maybe I can teach you…” Sakura stopped talking and walking. Gaara looked at her in confusion before looking at what she was seeing. He felt his stomach twist when he did.

 

“I can't believe this…” Sakura moaned and moved to examine the car. All the tires on the vehicle had been slashed, and while there was a spare tire in the trunk, they were still going to need three more wheels. And just to add insult to injury, someone had keyed `With love' on the drivers side of the car. “Go figure this would happen the one time dad gave me the car…”

 

“Come on.” Gaara said, grabbing her hand. “We'll need to find somewhere with a phone.”

 

They went back to the club, but where dined entrance. The rest of the stores along the road where closed and neither of them could see a payphone anywhere.

 

“I saw a place down the street from here. I think it's an Inn. We should be able to walk there and use a phone.” Sakura said.

 

“We don't have much of a choice. Let's go.”

 

There was an ominous sound of thunder overhead that told them that they had better hurry before the skies opened. They walked a little faster, but Gaara knew that they wouldn't be able to make it anywhere before the rain feel. It was all a matter of how long they were going to be out in it at this point.

 

“I still can't believe someone would do that.” Sakura muttered as they walked.

 

“I can…” He remembered the grin Sasuke had given him back at the club.

 

“Still, it's really immature.”

 

Gaara snorted. “Sasuke seems to be immature like that.”

 

“Sasuke isn't immature.” Sakura protested.

 

Gaara stopped and looked at her. Did she just defend him? She looked guilty like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. “I used to hang out with him a lot, remember? I don't ever remember him being immature.”

 

“No, he only ruined your chance at being valcictorian. Not immature at all.” Gaara crossed his arms while looking at her.

 

“Don't be like that.” She said, which only shocked him further.

 

“Why are you defending him?” The reason of it was beyond him. He thought that she didn't like Sasuke. She didn't seem to before now.

 

“I'm not defending him…” Sakura said lamely. “It's just… he isn't that bad…”

 

Suddenly the words that Karin had said to him took on a different meaning all together. “You should know. You're dating one.”

 

All the little unanswered questions were suddenly having answers in his head. A few of the pictures that he had seen with the three of them together, that adoration in her eyes when she had look at him in them. A part of his mind was easily able to picture her as the leader of the little female wolf pack Sasuke kept. Too easily.

 

“You went out with him, didn't you?” A part of him couldn't believe it, but it made perfect sense.

 

“What?”

 

“You… and Sasuke… you two went out, didn't you?”

 

Her eyes went wide before turning her head away from him, confirming his suspension. He was baffled. How could… why wouldn't… was there some reason she felt that she didn't need to tell him this one important detail?

 

Gaara snapped. “Why couldn't you tell me? Why did I have to find out on my own? Like this?”

 

“I didn't think it was important.”

 

Gaara only gritted his teeth. Was it important? He wasn't sure, but it bothered him. It bothered him a lot. The glared at each other a bit longer as another thunder clap sounded over head, followed by rain. It wasn't small drops, but large thick ones. Within minutes they were both drenched and still glaring at each other.

 

“So what?!” She yelled at him over the rain. “So what if I was one of those girls that followed him around? So what if I dated him?! I'm not now! He only used me to get what he wanted, and he got it! It shouldn't matter!”

 

“It doesn't matter?! It matters because he is trying to destroy me! You saw what he did to my locker and the car. Don't you understand?” Gaara found himself panting, as if he had been running for a long time. He wanted to be anywhere but there at that moment. He'd even rather be back in his padded room then fighting with her like this. The two of them glared at each other a moment longer before he turned to walk off.

 

“Where are you going?” Sakura called out, sounding a little panicked.

 

“Out of the rain. Feel free to join me.”

 

 

0o0o0o0o0o0

 

When they walked into the hotel area, they looked like a pair of drowned rats. Sakura stood in the overhead area and wringed her hair out while Gaara went inside.

 

“Do you have a phone we can barrow?” Gaara pushed his hair out of his face, while the attendant looked at him from her magazine.

 

“I do, but it's not for personnel calls.”

 

“It's not a personnel call. Our car…”

 

“Don't care.” The woman said, turning the page on her magazine. “We have phones in the rooms though, if you are interested in staying.”

 

Gaara glared at her for a moment before reaching into his back pocket. This night was just as fun as stepping on a rusted nail. “How much for two rooms for the night?”

 

Sakura looked puzzled when he came back outside with two keys. “What happened?”

 

“Can't use a phone unless we are staying for the night… so… we're staying. Come on.”

 

He didn't say anything more to her as they walked to their respected rooms, which happened to next to each other. Sakura opened her mouth to say something, but he walked into his room and closed the door behind him before she could. The loud `click' of the lock seemed to final. So what if he was being immature. He felt like he had a fair enough reason to be.

 

The room wasn't very big, but it was enough. There was a phone on the night stand, but more importantly, there was a bathroom that he could warm up in. He noticed the door on one wall the connected it to the room next door. Sakura's room. He could hear her moving around on the other side before picking up the sounds of a shower. Tossing his keys and wallet on the night stand, he picked up the phone and dialed. It rang a few times before a groggy voice answer.

 

“Hello?”

 

“I'm stuck.”

 

“You're stuck?” Kankuro yawned.

 

“Someone slashed the tires on car. We'll need to get it towed. We'll probably have to help to pay for the new tires...”

 

“Naturally. Where are you right now?”

 

“In a hotel by the 10.”

 

“Hmmm… I'd come and get you, but Temari has the car and she's on a date.” He drew the last word out as if it was something naughty.

 

This night was just full of surprised… “Really? With who?”

 

“No clue. Some guy in her night class. He mentioned it as she went out the door. I am feeling a little left out here. I'll need to go and get myself a girlfriend.”

 

“You can always make a puppet and pretend.”

 

“Haha… no. Those are called blowup doll and Temari would strangle me if I got one. Anyway, hang tight. We'll come out and get you in the morning. What's the address?”

 

Gaara gave the address and exchanged a few more pleasantries before placing the phone back on the receiver. Grumbling, he went into the bathroom. Taking off his cloths, he hung them on the hook by the door before hopping in the shower and turning on the water as high as it would go. Sighing in relief as he started to warm up, he pressed his forehead on cool tiles.

 

A part of him hoped the car would still be there when they went back for it in the morning. Although it didn't seem much like Sasuke's style to go that as far. All he had probably tried to do was ruin a night he had been enjoying.

 

And he had been enjoying himself tonight.

 

Up until they went outside anyway. Despite the loud music and his inability to dance, it was nice to be with his… friends' outside a school. More then anything, he had enjoyed being with Sakura and watching her dance. The view her skirt had given him, the way she moved and then how she had moved against him…

 

His hand reached down at the shower knob and turned it from hot to cold. He shivered at the sudden change, but at least his body was… well… Turning the shower off, he reached for a towel and started to dry himself before wrapping it around his waist. He was supposed to be angry at her, not thinking about her like this. Sighing, he took his soaked cloths, wring them over the bathtub before hanging them over the shower rack. He made a silent prayer that they'd be dry by morning before going to sit on the bed.

 

`So they went out… and broke up. It's not like they are seeing each other now.'

 

An image of her face, looking shocked and hurt popped into his mind. He didn't feel good knowing that he had caused it.

`She should have said something.' The stubborn part of his mind said. He'd been honest with her, why couldn't she do the same? Or did she really think that it wasn't that important?

 

He looked around and reached for the remote and turned on the small TV on the dresser. He was flipping though channels when there was a knock on the door. Frowning he looked out the window to see who it was, but realized that the knocking sound was actually coming from the other door.

 

Frowning again, he unlocked the door and opened it up a crack. One of Sakura's emerald eyes peeked back at him.

 

“Can we talk?”

 

“I'm not really dressed for it.” He said coolly.

 

She stared at him for a moment and it dawned on him that she probably wasn't going to take no for an answer. Sighing, he opened the door all the way. Unlike his room, her's had a robe that she could wear which she had closed tightly around herself. He watched as her eyes flicked over his chest, not so much as looking at him, but the few scares that littered his body. Gaara felt exposed and wanted to wrap himself up in the bed sheet or get back in his wet cloths.

 

Sakura walked in, dragging the chair from her room behind her. Gaara took his own seat and wished he had left his cloths on.

“It's true…” She said slowly. “I did date Sasuke for while.”

 

“I think we established that.”

 

“Will you let me finish?” She snapped back. He crossed his arms again and leaned back in his chair.

 

She looked down at her hands. “I use to look up to him when I was younger. I mean… really look up to him. He was good at everything. School, sports and just about everything else. I would have done anything for him, and I did my best to get his attention… I tried really hard at school, I even joined a club he was in at the time. As shallow as it seems… I even became friends with Naruto, someone that Sasuke hung out with.”

 

She paused, seeming to be lost in thought.

 

“I would have done anything for him… and I thought I understood him. But without knowing it, I had become a threat to him. He knew very well what he had to do to take are of me. He and I dated for a few months and then…”

 

“Don't fool yourself into thinking I like you. You're ugly and annoying.”

 

“… we broke up. Or rather, he did. I was really heart broken, and my studies showed it. Then all the people I thought were my friends turned on me. I didn't have anyone… except for Ino and Naruto. Naruto became really upset with Sasuke about it and stopped being his friend. Ino told me later that Naruto had had a crush on me for the longest time and was disgusted with what Sasuke did.”

 

“So…” She looked up at him. “That's what happened. I don't like him like that anymore… but it's hard to stop thinking about someone like that when you've been doing it for years. I.. I didn't mean to hide anything from you. It's just a little painful for me.” Sakura looked up at him hopefully only to see his frowning face as he stared at the floor; thinking.

 

“I'll go then… I just… wanted to let you know.” She got up to leave and was almost at the door when his voice stopped her.

 

“Wait.”

 

She watched as he got up and walked over to her. Taking her by surprise, he pulled her into a bear hug.

 

“I'm sorry…” He said into her hair. “I said I trusted you, but I didn't act like it.” He sighed and hugged her a little closer. “Just stay with me…”

 

“I can do that.” She smiled and nuzzled against him. She wrapped her arms around him and they both remembered their lack of clothing, or rather his. Awkwardly he moved away, but she held on to him. A little startled, he stared at her. Sakura tilted her head to the side, her eyes moving softly over his face before standing on her tip toes to give him a kiss.

 

Gaara's eyes widened before closing and returning her kiss. He wrapped his own arms around her and lost himself in the sensation kissing her. It was when she ran her hands down his back that caused him to pull away.

 

“We should stop…” He said half-heartedly.

 

Sakura looked back up at him, her green eyes determined. “I don't want to.”

 

Gaara felt his chest rumble with laughter, although he wasn't sure why he thought it was so funny. When she kissed the hollow area where his collarbones met, he felt a small jolt. Her hands were running over his chest, spending more time where he had scars, a gift from his father. He watched as she move to each one and kiss them, even moving to his back to tend to the ones there.

 

He gasped when she dragged one of her fingers down his back. Grabbing on of her hands, he pulled her in front of him so he could kiss her again. His arms wrapped around her, pressing her tightly against him as he kissed her passionately. He took a few steps forward until they were at the bed where he stopped to lay her down.

 

“Are you sure?”

 

One of his hands was at her slash while hers where at the towel around his waist.

 

“Positive.”

 

She was kissing his neck as he finally undid her robe and started to explore her with his hands.

 

“You're beautiful…” he murmured into her neck before moving down to explore her body with his mouth as well as his hands. He smiled to himself as he lightly bit her neck, making her gasp, before moving down to graze her shoulder, tasting her collarbone as he went. Gaara moved down farther and started to explore her breast with his mouth. Sakura moaned and shifted under him, her fingers buried into his hair, holding him close.

 

One of hands moved down her stomach and down farther till his fingers touched her, causing her back to arch. She protested slightly at his inexperienced touch and one of her hands moved over his, silently showing him how she liked to be touched. Not too long later her head was lolled back on pillow, her hips jerking slightly as his fingers slid over her.

 

Gaara gasped when her fingers wrapped around him and squeezed. He rested his head against her breastbone and moaned as her hands slowly moved up and down his length. She murmured something to him, sending a small shiver up his spine, and he moved himself up to kiss her again. He loved the feeling as her thighs as the rubbed his hip bone, her feet lightly rubbing his caves.

 

He didn't argue when she guided him to her, and her body was very welcoming to him. The first few moments were awkward, but he was able to find a pace that suited both of them. They rocked together with her arms on his back and his face buried in her neck. She whispered adoration to him, interrupted by her moans, and started move her hands over him. He felt his head swim as he enjoy the feel of her, the feel of her body moving against his and that wonderful, wonderful, way she was wrapped around him. Hot, wet and tight… he didn't want to stop.

 

They had both lost track of time, lost in the feeling of making love to each other when she cried out and her body buckled against his. He stared at her in wonder, had he had actually… but before he could finish the thought his own body reacted, caused by her muscles rhythmically squeezing him. Gaara let out a long low moan, muffled by her neck.

 

Sighing happily, she nuzzled the side of his face as he settled against her. He had no intention of removing himself from her and she didn't seem to mind. They panted softly while he kissed her face, neck shoulders… anything he could reach. Slowly she slid a hand down his spin, casing him to shiver.

 

“Careful…” he said, kissing a small trail down her neck and to her shoulder. “You'll start something.”

 

0o0o0o0o0o0

 

She woke again to that feeling of being watched and something rubbing her side. Opening her eyes, she wasn't surprised to see a pair of jade eyes staring back at her. His hand was moving slowly up and down side is slow rhythmic motion.

 

“Don't you ever sleep?” She asked in good humor, leaning forward to give him a kiss. He grunted in response and returned her kiss. “What time is it?” She turned to look at the light peeking out from the current.

 

“Early. We'll have to check out soon.”

 

“Think you can get some money back for not using both rooms?”

 

He chuckled. “Probably not.”

 

She nuzzled his face again before turning over and reaching for her robe. He watched her leave the room and go back into hers before getting up himself and getting his cloths. To his amazement, his clothing was actually dry. Donning on his underwear and pants, he grabbed his shirt and walked into Sakura's room.

 

Leaning on the door frame, he watched as put her on cloths on, a single word chanting in his head while he did so. She noticed his stare and blushed.

 

“Perv.”

 

A small smiled touched his lips and he walked over to her. Grabbing her hips, he brought her flush against him and lowered his mouth to her ear to say the word he had been thinking.

 

“Mine.”

 

 

AN:

I can't believe I actually typed all that… I think the blush on my face is permanently burned in… It's not smut… but it's more then what I normally do. I would have had this posted yesterday, but I was having a hard time with the fight. The build up to it and the actual thing were hard to put together. I had an idea of what the fight would be, just not how to go about it. A few of you knew what I was going to do before I even posted the chapter. Coolie points for you.

 

No Juchko, I won't be using your idea. As entertaining as it might be, it would be even more OOC for Sasuke then what I have him at right now.

 

For those of you that don't understand road talk, when Gaara said that he was by the 10, he was referring to a highway. Normally when people talked about roads, they use the number for them. For example: The A1 is real slow today, accident by the roundabout, police are doing what they can to clear it out of the way.

 

Anyhow, I have school work to do, so I may not post another chapter till Sunday or Monday.

Thanks for the reviews!