chapter 2~
Lily tyerdly walked into Suna, her desination and plopped down on the ground. She had just done a 500 foot sprint to get into Suna on time. "Wow that was a close one" the gaurd yelled to her, waving a hand.
She huffed, "heh, guess im lucky today." the gaurd just laughed and went back to his post.
Lily had forgotten that the gaits closed at sundown everyday. She was lucky she had made it before the gaits closed compleatly, and just bairly squeezed inside. Her stomache grouled and she put a hand on it. She had run out of food in the desart, and the 24 hour walk threw a giant bowl of sand-pudding didn't help much either.
She sat on the ground, catching her breath and waching the sun set. She had missed them, the Suna sunsets, the warm sand smells, the quiet yet pristine streets.
After the sun had set, and she felt she needed to, she got up and brushed off her pants, getting ready to stoll around the city.
She walked for a long time, passing her old school, her old home, and old friend's homes, she wondered if they were still there, if she would knock on their door, and see how much they changed, how much she had changed. Eventually, she passed along the old park, and stopped at the old swingset. She staird at it's cold steal frame and began to think, immagining the little boy, sitting and hugging his teady, as he wastched his old friend leave him. She looked down cast, and decided she should move on before she started crying. She felt HORRABLE, having to leave him because her mom was stupid enough to believe that her husband had been killed by a little boy. Lily remembered that night clearly, even though she was only one year old; the giant sand demon was terrorizing the village agian, and her dad got shipped out to stop it, and along with the kazekage, his swadren did. They finally got him, but... in the attempt to stop the demon, all of his chakura was dried up, and he fell, dead.
Lily didn't blame the poor boy for something he couldn't controll, she pitied him, and wondered why others feared him so much.
She was snapped out of her thought as she tripped over something, at first it felt like a rock, but then, when she looked down she didn't see anything at all. She laughed at her own clumbsyness and went on her way.
After a couple hours of walking, she began to get tired. She looked up at the moon, but was suprized to see that the moon was neer being full. She smiled brightly, she loved the moon, and always wanted it to be full.
She continued to look,until she thought she saw something else, stairing back at her from ontop of the roof, above her. She staired at it and smiled. But right about she was about to wave, it was gone, in a puff of sand.
She just kept stairing up, reinvitioning those eyes, that looked at her with such disbelief that it was funny. Those soft aquamarine eyes, shrouded in blackness, that firey hair that flocked on his face. His outfit may have changed, but he was still the same old person he was before, she could see it in his eyes.
"So," she said, talking to herself, "you've forgotten me already have you,... Gaara-kun"
The day came and went, boring as ever, she went to the Kazekage's building and performed her mission. "Collecting reports, how exciting" she said to herself, hopping that no one heard her absent thought.
Stepping outside, letting the last rays of sun fall upon her face she decided it was time. Time to see him agian.
She climbed to the highest building with ease and sat, waiting. She knew he wouldn't denie her challenge, she had heard of what he had supposedly "become".
She sat, motionless, and listened. She had developed a technique to see waves of chakura in a mile radius. The small kunochi sat still, closing her eyes and breathing softly. She sent out streams of chakra, like a web from a spider. She acually called this technique, her "Chakra Web no Jutsu". She was rather proud of it, and had been highly complemented on it from her elders.
It was like a spider's web, only 3 dementional and unseen to the human eye. She sat and felt the pulses of chakra flow from two directions, directly oposite her. Both were at a close enough range, that if she threw her feather as far as she could, she could still manage to hit them, though it wouldn't be faital enough to kill them, instantly.
Her specialty feathers were all in a variety of colores, all in the order of most consentration on piosen; Blue - just for normal fighting or training, yellow - for more serious fighting, and red and black - this being for assasinations. Though she didn't like to assasinate anyone, she knew she had to.
She was thrown from her thoughts agian by a gental tug of chakra growing closer and closer, though it's owner, who was still unidentified, was remaining in the same place. She quicky opened her eyes, and not a moment too soon either.
Right where she had been, a wave of sand came at a crushing force, almost blowing her off balence at the sheer gust it blew up. She covered her mouth and nose with her arm to make sure she didn't breath any in.
A moment went by before she stood up, smiling, that same goofy smile. Facing the person she thought was the real one, and not just a sand clone. Exact clones were her technique's one weekness, sure she could tell which one was real with her eyes, and careful observations, but the exact dispellation of chakra always threw her off.
She smiled and almost called out, before a large and unforgiving hand came at her from behind, sweeping her off her feet and gasping for breath. He grabbed her hands from behind and held them in a rough way that made her bone's ache. The large hand clamped over her mouth. Having the wind knocked out of her, and being thoughougly suprizzed, her breath quickened and she tried to turn around, but her attacker wouldn't let her. She quickly remembered her training; stay calm, and wait for the perfect time, or you will die. Oh, sensi always knew just the right thing to say, she thought sarcastically. She stopped squirming and stood perfectly still. Her patience was met by a vioce in her ear, a vioce she knew all too well, "who are you, and why do you look fermiliar?" a rough vioce said from behind.
She smiled under his hand, normally she would have just licked his hand and run like hell, but she knew better from experience, that was a faital mistake today. His hand moved from her mouth to her throught, letting her speak, but still in controll. "Im suprized at you." she replyed calmly, trying not to give off the fear in her vioce.
He just became confused and a little more iritatted as she continued, "have you forgotten me, already?...ouch that hurts."
"What do you mean?" he said treatening to crush her esophagus with his bare hand.
"Aw,...you HAVE forgotten, well, that's a bummer. And I was planning to give you something too." he cocked his head, confussed as hell, but that was alright, if the little birdey wanted to dance, the racoon can play just as well.
"Tell me who you are or I will kill you." he said, growing argier by the moment.
"I promised I would come back, didn't i,...Gaara-san" she said, meaning the promise she had made to him, just in the look in her eyes, as she was carted away, a long time ago.
His eyes grew wide, as hunderds of supressed memories flooded in like a dam burting with water. They soon grew so wild that they woke Shokaku. He though he had finally put him to sleep, but soon the great racoon was lusting for more blood and more pain, but the only candidate, was his old friend, Lily.
All Lily knew was the hands had released her, and as she turned the same pained boy crouched before her, the same little boy that she clung to remember all these years, clutching his head in imence pain, like she had never seen before.
She bend over and layed comphorting hands on his shaking muskles. She could feel that he was in so much pain, if only she knew why. She did however finally get a good look at him, his outfit choises didn't change much thought the years, black. Lots and lots of black. But there was something she didn't see before, that must have been added after she left. A blood red scar, much like the one she had recieved many years earlier, except his was the kanji "ai" or Love. She mentally giggles to herself,it being so ironic and all.
She soon turned her attention back to her long lost friend. After about ten minutes, it seemed the pain had passed and he was breathing a little more softly now. "Are you ok?" she asked softly.
He just nodded his head and sat in a more comfortable position. She also sat down, keeping a hand on his sholder. He looked at the ground and brushed her hand off, never meeting her eyes. She, feeling hurt that he didn't accept her gesture. She placed her hands in her lap and also looked down, hurt, and not knowing what to say. She was about to ask agian how he was but she was interupted by a very soft, "why?"
She looked at him, to see him stairing at her, seeing that his eyes have hardened and becomming nothing but an empty shell of hurt and pain, she just staired into his eyes and replyed with a smiple, "why what?"
"Why did you come back?" he didn't blink nor did he move. He sat perfectly still and staired at her, in a soft glare.
Tacken back, she smiled a bit and said, "I had a job to do. And, I wanted to say hello agian. I never forgot. But apparently you did." she said looking down, but still smiling, feeling silly.
He also looked away and shifted postions for a second, but instantly became motionless agian."oh." he said simply.
"I really am sorry I had to go," she said after a while, "but, mother made me, even if I didn't want to go. I wanted to stay and play some more, but..." she trailed off into empy space, deciding it would be better if she didn't finish the scentance.
He looked down at her ankle and cocked his head, "why do you bandage it?" refering to the tatoo/scar he had given her on accident.
"Huh?" she said absent mindedly, "oh, well, my mom freaks out. U know her....kinda.." she said the last word silently, slumping down inside herself.
"Prove it."
"Huh?" she said mildly confused.
"Prove that your who you say you are and show me."
"Kay," she said, smiling widely. She unwrapped her bandages on her ankle, showing the red mark, the small hummingbird. His eyes lit up.....almost. From a far away glance you wouldn't notice anything, but Lily could see a far off light in his eyes and she heard the smallest sigh she had ever heard in her life. He believed her, and that was all she needed.
Thoughout the night they had a meager conversation, Lily did most... Or perhaps all of the talking, he grunted, nodded or shook his head, not really saying much, but that was all she needed for a decent conversation. She had a habit of over-talking sometimes.
When morning came she said she better go, but she left him with an poorly scribbled address on a piece of scrap paper and said to feel free to vist her any time. That should shut mom up for about a week muhahahahahaha....
Before she left she waved to Temari and Kankuro, not really knowing them, but she found out who they were by the decriptions left by Gaara, and as she said good bye, she leaned in and gave Gaara a hug.
He just stood there, no knowing if he should just slap her...or kill her. He didn't have time to think because she ran off, running with her head turned, sticking a toung out and laughing, flailing her arms like crazy.
He crossed his arms and contemplated if he really wanted to kill her. He turned around and began to walk past his half-siblings before Kankuro asked, "who was she?" he said with a 'what in the hell just when on here" look, trying to figure out what girl would dare HUG Gaara...and live...
Temari shook out of it and beagn to pester Gaara with "aw how cute"s and "Gaara's got a girl friend"s.
"I said shut it Temari." Gaara said, flashing a glare at her.
"Aww your blushing" she said jockingly, knowing that she was over stepping the boundaries, but when was she to get a chance like this agian?
They continued to bicker until Gaara got serious in his death threats, and Temari got the picture. Kankuro just followed along, still not knowing what just went on, perhaps he just invitioned it, or was he asleep, he didn't know, but it was wierding him out.
