I didn't mean to kiss him
Ok that's a lie
I did mean to
Its all I've wanted
The next morning he, not he, tramped into my bedroom at 5 am
"We're going out"
No time to rub sleep out off my eyes
No reasoning with Gaara at this ungodly hour
He was most likely awake all night anyways
I don't want to!
"Shut up. Just hurry up."
Yes mother
"Bite me"
An orange t-shirt and the same jeans as yesterday
Decorate my body, taking the soft glow
Replace it with invisibility in the sea of normal
Gaara is his own ocean in his black
But that's not on my mind
It's his face
I'm ready
"Then shut up and lets go."
Then lead the way
That earns me a sharp glare and allows a smirk to form
I don't know where we are going, no point in questioning
No pointing wasting the effort dragging
My mind away from him
If I whine enough, maybe Gaara will let me turn around
Go back to sleep,
Back to my …ahem… dreams
Where are we going?
Both Gaara and I are surprised by the
Grey weariness that laces my tone
Like a drug, or a snake
Gaara shrugs it off
He doesn't ask what I'm thinking
Or why I blush when he walks by
Just like I don't ask him
Where his bruises come from
Or why I've only been to his house a handful of times
In the nine years we've been friends
"Movie, mall, I don't care, just out…"
Very unlike Gaara
Gaara Antisocial
Gaara + Mall + Pyrolike tendencies Not a good idea
And I'm not even good at math
Or we could go to school like we're suppose to on a Tuesday morning
See, I can be smart when I want to
Gaara blinks like the thought never occurred to him
"Okay…"
And the beast is reasoned with
Praise me, I have mad skills
Maybe he will be at school today
He seems like the kind of person who actually goes to school
Not like Gaara
Not like me
Or that one kid who we know
Never caught his name ….
Whatever.
End Chapter One
Ok, let me explain myself. Ahem. I love poetry and I love stories written in a long poem. So I was reading all the High School AU Naruto fic and was all like "Hm…." And this fic was born. I like to think this is an original idea but I don't know if any other authors have written anything like this. Sorry if you/they have, I didn't steal your idea I was merely trying to write a fic that popped out of my head. Don't Blame me, blame the inspiring shampoo bottle. Sankyuu and good night. Please Review, I will try and update.