Third chapter in one day, gotta love the weekend(;D) though the first one was created at two in the morning, so I dont suppose it counts.
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- Chenoan
3. Suppressing
-Recap-
…I didn't resist, his face was set in a serious expression and he moved closer, slowly closing the gap between us, I closed my eyes, counting down,
three...
two...
one...
The clay bowl dropped from my hands.
The sound sent me flying back into reality, sent me back into painful reality.
One more millimetre and our lips would touch, but I pulled away, my mind working a mile a minute, everything coming back to me, the mission, becoming a Chunin, the responsibility, the consequences of becoming involved with a Kage from another village, the shame, the breaking of unwritten laws, the complications, the possibility of being dismissed from my role as Chunin, these were all outcomes I did not wish to face.
I crawled across the room, heart pounding, thoughts racing, I leant against the brick wall, and looked at Gaara, his face was controlled, no emotion tainted his perfect face. He grabbed his bowl and stood up, without a word he opened the door and stepped out,
"I'm sorry," I called after him, he stopped and looked at my distressed face, he furrowed his eyebrow-less brow and slid the door shut.
There I sat, my tears falling silently, wiping them away I walked over to the clay bowl. I had eaten quite a bit, but there was still rice scattered on the floor, I scooped the pieces up and put the rice in a pile, the stacked shards of clay next to it. I tucked myself into my futon, my head felt heavy, I hadn't cried in some time.
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I woke at about four, I desperately tried to get back to sleep, but my body clock disallowed me. At this time during the day I would usually begin training, but today I wouldn't. The entire world was silent, I despite being near no outside wall, I could hear the wind whipping against anything that stood in it's way.
I stood up, uncertain of what to do next, the rice next to me was now gone along with the shards, I wondered vaguely who collected them, had it been Kankuro, or Gaara? Or someone else completely? I looked at the wall that hid Kaien from me, wondering if he was awake. Then I saw it, a hole in the wall, a small finger hole through the rice paper that anyone on that side of the wall could look through. My anger grew, Kaien had been spying on me, or was it Ai? Maybe both.
I ignored it for now, but someone would pay eventually. Then I thought about Gaara, about the feelings I felt when I spoke with him last night, the feelings I felt when I almost…
My brain was working a mile a minute, how would I go about being involved with a Kage of the sand and being a Shinobi of the wood? How would I prevent my village finding out that I was with a Kage? Did it really matter? Without any conscious thought I slid the door open and wandered out of the room. I walked out the door and looked around, where was I going exactly? I heard a cough, it echoed throughout the corridor, my instincts told me to go back inside, but for some reason I made my way to the origin of the sound.
My body shook violently, my fear rose, if I was caught then what would I do? I had no excuse to be walking around at four in the morning, I would look like an intruder, a spy. What would I say? The truth? that I felt like being in the company of the Kazekage at four in the morning? Of course not. My common sense took over once again, and I turned around, running back to the rooms. In my rush to return, I forgot to keep track of all the doors, and I could no longer place our rooms.
I was lost.
I turned around once again, the cough repeating itself. I chased the sound, all I needed now was an excuse for being out this late at night.
"hello?" I called softly, the sound echoing,
"Who is it?" the voice was Kankuro's,
"Kankuro?" I called back,
"Yuri," this time the voice wasn't Kankuro's. I didn't dare reply, I couldn't my heart was pounding far to fast, my voice wouldn't come, as if something was stuck in my throat.
Fire lit the corridor, there was Kankuro, holding the torch, his face full of surprise, they were walking towards me, their faces look menacing from the way the fire played on their faces. They were only a few metres away now, and it took every ounce of strength I had to take those few steps to greet them. To greet those aqua eyes that seemed alive in the firelight.
Gaara's chest was right in front of my face, I couldn't look up to meet those eyes, I couldn't no matter how much I wanted to. I was so close to him I could smell him, a kind of strong sandy smell, like he'd been rolling in the desert for hours. For the first time I realised how very tall Gaara was, standing next to him, his height was intimidating. I bowed, forgetting how close Gaara was, my head knocked his chest,
"Uh…sorry, Gaara-sama," I looked up, my face anxious, but I forgot about those piercing eyes,
"What are you doing up?" asked Kankuro,
"I…I'm always up at this hour…to train usually"
"Then why are you wandering around?" his voice was edged in irritation,
"I…I was wondering, whether there is a bathroom…that I may use," it wasn't a lie, I hadn't gone to the toilet in a good three days, I'd been enduring a full bladder for quite some time, Kankuro laughed.
"You create all this suspicion and irritation simply to pee?"
"Uh, kind of," again not a lie.
"Would you like to bathe while you're at it?"
"Uh, if it's not too much trouble," I was surprised by how well this was going,
"Actually it is, but at least you'll be out of our hair," Kankuro took my arm and led me away, but then something caught my other arm,
"Gaara…" Kankuro looked at Gaara quizzically,
"I'll do it," said Gaara, "Kankuro, you have other duties to attend to"
"I could just go and get another person to do it, you don't have to waste your time"
"I don't mind, I'd prefer to do it rather that wake others."
Kankuro let go of me, though I could tell he didn't want to leave me alone with Gaara. Once Kankuro had left, Gaara let go of my arm, he looked at me, his face expressionless,
"follow me," he said in a monotone, I did. Gaara led me down the corridor where we reached the end door, he opened it for me and followed me inside. Inside was a hot spring, the spring was divided by a wall, one side was for women, the other for the men.
Gaara handed me a towel and took one for himself,
"The bathroom is over there," he said, pointing to a door across the room,
"Thankyou," I said, sprinting for it.
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After relieving myself I stripped and fell into the spring water. The water felt like heaven on my body, and as I leaned against the wall I could feel the past week of dirt fall off my skin. A woman came in and took my clothes,
"What are you doing?" I asked her, suspicious,
"I'm the cleaner," she said, smiling, "Here's a robe for the time being, I'll deliver your clothes once they have been cleaned," I was still suspicious but Gaara didn't complain when she took his clothes.
Gaara…
Gaara was on the other side of this wall, and I wanted to be with him so much, but of course, common sense overtook once more, I couldn't be with him. I looked up, the roof impossible to see through the mist,
"You didn't leave your room just to use the facilities, did you?" Gaara's voice was muffled through the wall. I didn't know what to say, no? but could I really say that? Could I really say that I left my room to find him and pick up where we left off? Of course I couldn't…
"No"
"Why then?"
"Because…" my heart pounded, should I tell him?
Could I tell him?
To be continued...
By Chenoan
©All original Naruto characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto
