When the sun started to come up I quickly slipped on my hoodie and pants. I ran back to the house and slipped into my room quietly closing the window. A knock was heard on my door.
"What?"
"Oh, you're there. Were you sleeping?"
Temari. I sighed and unlocked my door opening it. I walked outside my room and closed the door behind me.
"No. I don't sleep that much. What do you need?" I asked. Just then Gaara passed by. I sent him a cold glare, because my hood was down. He gave me a cold look that could freeze over hell. It didn't scare me though.
"Well last night no one could find you. Where were you?"
"Training." I said shortly and turned back to my room.
Temari went to tap me on the shoulder and I ducked away from her and ended up behind her.
"Whoa..." she said.
"I don't like being touched." I hissed disappearing in a puff of black smoke appearing in my room.
Sighing I sat on my bed staring at the ceiling. The sun came all the way up and peeked into my room. I slammed my window shut and closed the curtains keeping the sun out.
"I hate the freaking sun." I hissed.
Multiple times during the day someone who worked for the people I was staying with knocked on the door, and wanted me to eat. But I didn't. I don't eat. Food is nasty. When night came around I had a major headache. Man the people of Suna was whiney.
"I don't see why they fear Gaara for. So he looked intimidating. So what? I look intimidating... But people aren't...well ok so some people are afraid of me. So what." I mumbled to myself again slipping out the window and into the training ground I found. I knew I was being followed. Not just by Gaara.
I made a few sand clones from the endless sand around me and no matter what I did they didn't go away. I growled in frustration and went into more hand signs.
"Fire Element; Flame Blowing."
I puffed out my cheeks and blew fire at the sand clones. They all froze. I smirked and walked over to them. They were all shiny and it looked like glass. I did a round house kick to them and they shattered.
"Heh. Like glass." I muttered crunching over the shattered sand.
Then I closed my eyes and sat in the sand. I crossed my legs Indian style and started meditating. A red and black chakra swirled around me and I started levitating off the ground. The red chakra swirled around me and the black chakra above me and below me. I was completely surrounded by my chakra, and it was visible. The charka stopped swirling around me and formed a small circle on the ground circling around me. Someone threw a kunai at me and the chakra blocked it melting it once it touched. I stood my eyes flashed around the place I found. An aura of fear stuck out in the bushes and I smirked disappearing in a puff of black smoke. I appeared behind him and grabbed him around the neck with my gloved hand.
"Heh... Pathetic." I threw him into the clearing and walked over to him. "Hn. Do you honestly think I'm dumb?" I snapped kicking him in the head.
Another few kunai were thrown at me and I didn't move because my chakra blocked it. I growled lowly and spun around and did a round house kick to a sand nin who was attacking me. The one from before grabbed my upper arm, which didn't have any cover on it.
I tensed and widened my eyes unable to move. Pictures of a family slaughtered filled my head. Blood. Feelings of revenge. Hate. Anger. Loneliness. Tears fill my eyes and I push away from him before anything else rushes at me.
"Y-you're...you're a monster!" the man says backing away.
I stood staring at the men, and I heard his thoughts. We have to tell Kazekage-sama about her! She's a monster! She needs to be killed!
I growled lowly at the man and instantly he was rendered motionless.
"I need to be killed eh? I wouldn't think such horrible thoughts about me, around me if I were you." I hissed walking closer. The other few sand nins around me were frozen in fear. I grabbed him around the throat tightly and brought back my other hand.
"Wh... What're you gonna do to me?!" he choked.
"Kill you."
I pushed my other hand through his chest and grabbed his heart pulling it out. Blood spilled onto my Goth Happy Bunny shirt staining it crimson. I dropped him and looked around at the others.
"Anyone else want to say I'm a monster?" I hissed.
The sun started to come up and I grabbed my hoodie and slipped it on disappearing again and reappearing in my room. I stripped of my bloody clothes and burned them after getting re-dressed.
"Ayaka... Kazekage-sama wants to talk to you..." Temari said.
Groaning I walked towards the door and opened it. The smell of something burning filled the hallway.
"What were you doing in there?" Temari asked.
I didn't answer her I just made my way towards the Kazekage's. I knocked on the door once and waited.
"Come in." he said.
I opened the door and walked in with an emotionless face.
"You wanted to see me?" I asked.
"Yes. Please take a seat." He said looking over at me.
I sat down and stared at him. My sunglasses were over my face so he couldn't see my eyes.
"I have a few questions for you."
"Mm-hm."
I stared at him for a long moment. He wanted to know if I was really an empath. A mindcaster. Someone had told him. I was being spied on. I narrowed my eyes.
"Well? What is it you'd like to know?"
"I was hoping you could tell me." He said. I let out a short laugh.
"I'm not a mind reader." I said smirking.
"Really."
"Yes. Really." I said.
"What exactly is the Tsumo bloodline limit?" He asked.
"Reading peoples thoughts. Manipulating them through their mind." I shrugged.
"Do you have this blood limit?" He stared at me with a hard stare. It didn't scare me. Actually it made me laugh.
"Yeah. And I also... Well, never mind." I said trying to make his curious. It worked.
"What?" he asked. "Tell me." He demanded.
"Also..." I started leaning forward, enjoying his anxiousness. "I'm a mindcaster." I whispered.
"You said you weren't." He was trying to make me feel guilty or something. That didn't work.
"I lied."
"It's not very good to lie to the Kazekage."
"It's not very good to send spies to watch me, after you made a deal with my nutcase parents after sending me here against my will." I spat back. "It's kind of like kidnapping. Or slavery, whichever you like better. I don't mind because either is fine with me." I stood. "Now if you're done with me here, I'd like to go clean up my room. It smells like blood and fire."
"Why does it smell like blood?"
"Cause I killed one of your spies who touched me." I turned and started walking towards the door. I stood once I reached it, but didn't face him. "Oh and... Send anymore spies and you'll run out of shinobi because if any of them touch me, or attempt to... You'll have a very angry and very powerful monster in your hands."
With that I walked out of the room and shut the door and walked down the hall to my room. I passed Gaara on the way and I sent him a cold glare which he returned wholeheartedly. Just before I disappeared into my room he said something that made me stop in my tracks.
"We are the same." He said.
"How? I don't see you as a monster." I said leaning on my doorframe.
It smelled like blood and smoke still. It irritated me. He said nothing. He just stared. Well, more like glared but you get the picture. Kankuro walked down the hall and stopped in his tracks after seeing our glaring match. The tension in the air was so thick it was making me dizzy. Kankuro's fear only made it worse. I gritted my teeth and shifted my cold eyes over to Kankuro who cringed in fear.
"If you value your life, I suggest you move or I will move you." I hissed, my gaze making it's way back to Gaara.
Kankuro's aura shifted and he was gone. I was still dizzy.
"You are not the same as me. You never will be. You'll never know what I went through. Never ." I hissed turning away to go in my room. There was one problem. Sand gripped my ankle preventing me from moving. I turned and glared back at Gaara my sunglasses falling to the ground. My azure eyes and his sea foam ones locked. "Let go of me." I demanded.
"You know nothing of me." He said angrily making the sand grip my leg tighter.
"If you don't let go of me, you'll regret it. I swear it." I said.
I have never touched someone willingly but I would if it meant being free and being alone. Gaara just smirked evilly at me. I growled lowly in my throat and turned fully towards him. The tension mounted higher and my eyes became unfocused. Suddenly strong waves of hate and pain rushed at me. I stumbled back and stared at him. They were coming from him. Maybe he did know. I was now curious. Maybe, if I wasn't tense I could touch him without getting hurt. I took a step towards him pushing against the invisible waves of emotion sent at me. I pulled off the glove on my right hand. I reached out to touch him but sand gripped my wrist tightly. His smirked faltered slightly but my eyes hardened.
"Let go of me." I said my voice barley above a whisper. "If we are truly the same you will let me go. Or you will be alone again."
The sand on my wrist loosened, but only a bit and I was able to reach him. Just as my hand was about to make contact with his cheek, Temari came out of her room.
"Gaara!" she yelled.
It looked like he was trying to kill me. The sand on my arm tightened but I pushed my hand forward and closed my eyes. He flinched and all at once his emotions flooded over me. I was overwhelmed with his memories. His past. His mothers' death for him, being born a monster. The Shukaku. A demon. Sealed inside him. He was a monster at birth just like me. We were alike. The torment from his childhood. The pain. Loneliness. Hurt. Betrayal. His uncle trying to kill him. Multiple assassins. I started shaking. His families fear of him. An uncertain feeling of slight fear. A small fragment of it. I found.
The sand gripped me tightly around the waist and I was thrown from him and crashed into the wall behind me. I groaned from the impact, and my head was pounding. His past was almost as bad as mine. Maybe we are the same. He gripped the side of his head and glared at me dangerously. I was still shaking but I looked at him without fear, after seeing his past and all. He widened his eyes at me and his sand withdrew from me and he walked away. I sat on the floor panting and I stood shakily.
"Damn." I whispered.
"Ayaka, are you alright?" Temari asked running to my side.
"Yeah. Peachy." I said lightly gripping my head. "Hey... uhm... sorry about the past couple of days." I said wincing.
"What?" she asked.
I sighed. "I was being rude and hostile. I'm not usually like that. Sorry. I was just... irritated. And tired."
Temari laughed. "It's fine. I'm used to it from Gaara." She said smiling.
"Yeah. Do you have any aspirin? My head is killing me. It feels like it's splitting in half." I mumbled.
"I'll get it." She said nodding. "Be right back."
"I'll be here." I mumbled as she walked down the hallway. I slumped back to the floor gripping my head. "He is like me." I mumbled. "I was wrong."
I didn't notice the little sand eye floating above me. I leaned my head against the wall and closed my eyes.
"I am never doing that again. No more touching." I sighed breathing heavily.
"Here's your aspirin." Temari said. I cracked open an eye and looked up at her. She also had a glass of water.
"Thanks." I mumbled swallowing the small pill. I sighed again and stood. "I'll be in my room if you need me."
"Alright." She said and walked into her room as I walked into mine.
A/N: Sadly I do not own Naruto. I do however own Ayaka Tsumo. - Have a good day and make sure to give me reviwes on how I'm doing!
