Pairing: Subaku no Gaara and Haruno, Sakura
Type: One-shot – Complete
Summary: It was the first day of senior year, the year Sakura was just going to have fun with. What she didn't expect was the new kid being right next to her in all four classes.
Theme: #31 – Writer's Choice
Word Count: 2,500
Disclaimer: If you've heard of it before, then obviously it's not mine.
One more year. That's all she has left: one year. Well…technically she still has college too, but as far as high school is concerned, she only has this year left. And to top it off, she has only four classes: Phys Ed (3rd), Biology (5th), Psychology (6th), and Math for Dummies (7th). Hopefully this was going to be a fun and easy year, what with already having decided what college she wants to go to.
She had had another sleepless night again, she was by nature an insomniac yet somehow it never affected her during the day. So she thought nothing of it as she hummed cheerfully to herself on her way into the school with a notebook and pencil in hand. She had yet to run into any of her friends though; they didn't start into 4th period, which of course was right after lunch. Lucky bastards. Whatever, she was fine with her schedule anyway. It took her no time at all to get to the gym and just plop down on one of the mats. A second later, the mat bounced slightly with weight of someone else sinking into said object.
Curious, the pink haired girl glanced over to see the person beside her. A guy with crimson red hair that was styled like Naruto's and he had sea foam green eyes that were surrounded with a thin layer of what looked like black eyeliner. Gothic or emo, that's just the aura he give off. But the oddest thing about him was that he had the kanji for love tattooed above his left eye. She didn't recognize him, so obviously he's a freshman or he's new, it's got to be the later because he doesn't look like a freshman nor does he seem the type to always look at least two years older than he actually is, in fact he looks like a senior.
It was a no brainer on if she should talk to him or not, "Hey, I'm Sakura, what's your name?"
He glanced at her out of the corner of dead seeming eyes that would have made anyone but her flinch, and then he looked away. Okay, different tactic is in order.
"You know, I'm the talking type who doesn't get intimidated easily."
This time he turned his head to her and quirked a nonexistent eyebrow, "So?"
"So I'm going to keep talking whether you pay attention to me or not and unless you plan to hold a knife next to my throat until I shut up, then I will just keep talking."
He turned away once more, "Then go talk to someone else." Like hell she would.
"No, you're intriguing. So you'll just have to deal, though it is a lot easier if you just respond." She paused and then a thought occurred to her "That or I guess you can build some kind of immunity to my voice." Sasuke had tried that and it had worked all up until the point where she just stopped talking around him all together, which drove him even more nuts. So nuts that he now talked to her on a daily basis.
This time around, he didn't make any move that he was listening or acknowledging her.
She still wasn't perturbed though, "So are you going to tell me your name or what?"
"Forehead!" She heard someone exclaim and knew immediately who it was. Ino was the only one who could call her that and not get socked in the jaw for it.
"Ino-Pig!" She returned just as loudly just as said blonde slammed into her in hug causing her to lose her balance and stumble backward into someone. "I'm sorry." She threw over her shoulder, only gaining a grunt in response. Perhaps it was Love. Love was what Sakura had taken to calling the red haired, green eyed guy this morning that wouldn't tell her his name. So she'd nicknamed him hoping that would get him to tell her his name, apparently though, it wasn't working. She'd get it out of him one way or another though, that she was certain of.
Sasuke rolled his eyes from his position just behind Ino and next to Naruto along with a Starbucks in hand. "You two just saw each other yesterday."
"Yeah, so?" Ino asked as Sakura pulled away from her and slipped next to Sasuke's side to take his drink. Strawberry and cream frappichino, yummy.
"Give me back my drink." The raven haired teen deadpanned when the green eyed female didn't seem inclined to do so after three or so drinks. Aforementioned senior held the styrofoam cup away from him and out of his reach. "Sakura" he growled warningly, all she did though was stick her tongue out at him.
"Geez, you two act like your still dating" See for a time, they had dated and so this became the norm for them, they actually dated for all of freshman year but that was about it. So they still retained some of their habits that were just that to them.
"Whatever, Ino-pig." Sakura answered distractedly, still trying to keep the drink from Sasuke. Then being the klutz that she was, she leaned slightly too far back and ended up losing her balance and falling. As chain reaction Sasuke lost his balance too and landed on top of her. Needless to say the frappichino got all over the both of them. "Hot!"
Naruto and Ino of course started cracking up like it was the funniest thing in the world, and Sakura was sure that at the moment to them it was.
"F*** you." Sakura growled, trying and failing to make the stain seem like nothing on her light yellow shirt. Sasuke on the other hand was death glaring at the two while dusting off his shirt.
"Oh lighten up Sakura, it was funny" Naruto stated cheerfully through his mirth.
"Yeah, whatever." She grabbed Sasuke's hand and dragged him to her locker for a new shirt; he'd need one because he had class in a few minutes, while she on the other hand didn't. She'd learned from Ino early on to always keep a spare outfit in her locker just in case, and when the two had shared a locker she started keeping a spare guy shirt for Sasuke as well. Funny enough, was that she'd just put those in there before third period. Oh well.
"No problem, later"
He nodded and then walked away. Sighing softly to herself, she took the shirt and headed for the bathroom through the emptying hallways. On her way, she heard the ding of the bell, but paid it no mind, it's not like it applied to her at the moment anyway.
With green eyes, she faintly noticed people pass her, every one of them acknowledging her in one way or another. Most though just stared at her shirt that showed the starkly obvious stain. Stupid balance. What was apparent to her though, was the one person who didn't acknowledge her whatsoever. Stain crises pushed to the back of her mind, she changed directions to be in-step with him. "Hey Love."
He glanced at her, "What happened to your shirt."
She shrugged, "Mishap. I'd taken Sasuke's frappichino from him and wouldn't give it back, so of course he tried to get it back. And me being as klutzy as I am, I lost my balance and fell, managing to take Sasuke with me. And so we both ended up on the floor with strawberry and cream flavored frappichino all over us. I was actually just on my way to change, but I figured I'd try to figure out your name first."
He snorted. "Idiot. Do you ever give up?"
"Hey! Don't be mean! And no for your information, I don't give up until I get what I want."
"I see absolutely no reason to be nice to you."
She scowled, "Meanie."
He was silent.
"Ha, I win! So what's your name?"
And of course she'd spent the rest of her off period pestering him, simply because she could. Then finally five minutes before the period ended, she went and changed. Then she was off to find her class.
Biology. In all honesty, she loved dissecting and all because she wanted to be a doctor of sorts, so learning how the body works, human or animal, had always intrigued her. Especially when Ino and her had taken the class just the other year and Ino always freaked out, that always made it fun.
It took her little time to find it, she already knew the teacher and the fact that she hadn't changed rooms; she also knew that the teacher was one of those who made assigned seats right off the bat.
She was the second row from the front, on the far left, next to the window. She was on the left, her partner on the right. She smiled while taking her seat.
"Hello for the third time today, Love." She greeted her partner.
He seemed to groan inwardly, "How many classes are we going to have together?"
She shrugged, "I guess well just have to wait and see. Oh and by the way, if you don't correct me soon then I'm never going to stop calling you love."
"And I care because…?"
"With your look, one would think you should. You know, you could be picked on just for me calling you love all the time."
"Didn't I just ask why I should care?"
She shrugged, "Okay, just so long as we're clear on the matter." She paused, "Besides your name, what I can't figure out is what grade your in. I mean Phys Ed and Biology aren't strictly senior classes, so I can't figure it out. You look like a senior, but assuming would just make an ass out of you and me."
For the first time she thought she saw a glimmer of amusement in his ever dead, yet still very beautiful eyes. "I'm a junior."
She double blinked. "Seriously? Huh, see I never would have guessed that."
He nodded, "I…missed a year of school."
"That makes sense. Glad I asked though. Oh speaking of asking, what's your name?"
"What's your next class?"
"Seriously? Me too!" She cheered, because this meant that she could spend basically the whole day with him if she wanted to. Which she already found out in 3rd that she'd have no qualms about any such thing.
He sighed, "I'm stuck with you all day everyday. I knew someone up there hated me."
Sakura laughed, "You know, I think the same thing almost everyday."
He frowned, "Why?"
She looked at him "Okay so you have no problem having a conversation with me, but you won't tell me your name. How does that make any sense?"
He shrugged. "Are you going to answer my question?"
"Are you going to answer mine?"
"This is going nowhere."
She slipped her hand through her pink tresses, a far off expression on her face. "My mom died when I was eight. My dad works all the time and has been a drunk ever since."
He didn't know if he liked the fact that she had stated it so matter-of-factly "I see."
She shook her head and with it the negative aura that had slightly slipped into the cracks in her ever optimistic one. She was smiling once more, "Now that I've answered your question will you tell me what your name is?"
"All day, everyday."
"Well hello to you too, Love."
"I'm going to go insane."
"Aren't you just a ray of sunshine? You're totally sabotaging my good mood by the way"
"I honestly couldn't care less"
"Not saying you should, I'm just informing you that's all."
She had chosen to sit next to him when she spotted the gothic looking junior in the back of the room in her 7th period class. Did he seriously not like her or what? Maybe it's just his nature, but he makes it really hard to want to get to know him. And he obviously didn't care either. It didn't mean she was going to give up though, she'd only known him for a few hours, getting deterred now would just be pathetic and insulting to her stubborn, perky attitude. Besides, she vowed she'd figure out his name. But what would she do when she finally did? Tch, by then, she'd be used to his attitude so it wouldn't matter anyway.
Suddenly there were arms around her shoulders, "Let go, Naruto"
"Aww, but I haven't seen you for like three periods!"
She snorted "Three…two…" and the arms were gone, but he did plop down in the seat beside her.
"So who's your new friend?"
She grinned, perfect now he'd have to say his name, "Naruto this is…"
He quirked an eyebrow "It's fun not telling her my name."
Naruto blinked then laughed. "I like this guy already."
She pursed her lips. "Damn it, and here I was thinking I'd won too."
He shrugged, "Obviously you haven't."
She turned pleading eyes on him "Will you ever tell me your name?"
He paused as if seeming to weigh his options. "Get called Love all day everyday" He made a face at the prospect and she couldn't help but giggle.
"Hey you're the one with the tattoo."
He glared at her for a moment then shrugged ignoring the jab all the same. "If you haven't figured out yet then it's not my problem."
The pinkette pursed her glossed lips "…shut up and don't think I won't. And just for that even when I do figure out your name I'm still going to call you Love."
He sighed. "I repeat. Insane"
Again she laughed. "Don't worry Love. Hang out with me and my friends and you'll be too insane to care." Because they were and were damn proud of it.
The red-haired guy shook his head with a low groan letting said aforementioned body part slump into his hands.
Neither the Naruto nor Sakura could stop laughing.
Okay so I had orignially ended it here, then I got a review saying that it didn't feel complete. So I read it over and decided to add the little part below. Hope it feels more complete now.
"What Love?" Sakura asked, her pink eyebrows drawn. They'd been sitting in silence for nearly half an hour now. So what did 'Gaara' have to do with anything?
"My name. It's Gaara." The redhead repeated slowly.
She blinked at him the smiled. "Yeah, right. Sure it is." He was probably just pulling her leg again.
Gaara shook his head, if she didn't want to believe him then that was her problem.