Ok. Just a quick explanation here, Blind Justice is the giant statue of a woman, you normally see it outside courts or something like that… I'm not really sure what I'm talking about, but please read our fanific. Sorry for taking so long, but there's just so many things to do (this fanfic is the only thing that keeps us alive TTTT) Ok, on with the story, here it is, for all of you who read this piece of crap we like to call story, the sixth chapter.
Chapter Six
Blind Justice
Temari stared curiously at Gaara. He'd always been quiet, but there was something different this time.
They were sitting on the roof of their house. Because of his insomnia problem, Gaara had done this every night since he was a three year old. Now that they were a 'family' at last, the three sand siblings sat on the roof every night to talk about their missions and act like the family they thought they'll never have.
Gaara liked watching the moon, that was something Temari and Kankuro had both realized. He stared at it every night because 'The moon knows my pain', he once told them. But tonight he was just staring blankly ahead and on his normally expressionless face, there was a glint of confusion.
He'd been like this for three days. Ever since he met the raven haired girl with the charcoal black eyes.
"Is something wrong Gaara?" Temari finally dared to ask. "You've been so quiet lately."
Gaara didn't answer.
"Yeah." Kankuro agreed. "You've been like this since we met the Uchiha's sister."
Oh, great. Leave it to Kankuro to ruin Temari's idea of a nice talk. Gaara would probably get mad now.
But he didn't. he just kept staring blankly ahead.
"Blind Justice." Gaara told them absentmindedly.
"What?" Temari asked.
"You remember the story of Blind Justice, who judges the acts of people depending on their reasons?" He asked her. "She was blind, because she judged each person with the eyes of her heart and knew wetter they had done a good action with bad intentions or something cruel for a good reason. Do you remember that story Temari?
Temari nodded. Both Kankuro and her were aware of how much Gaara liked that story. There was a giant statue of Blind Justice on the far side of Suna. She stood there, with her eyes bandaged, her arms outstretched, holding a balance on her right hand.
As kids, they'd seen Gaara visit the statue many times. Every time someone hurt him, either by trying to kill him or calling him monster, Gaara would sit at her feet, shedding tears he always hid from everyone else.
So many times had Temari and Kankuro seen him. So many times had they followed him, just to make sure he'll come home safely. So many times had they seen him, and wanted. Wanted to hug him, but were ashamed. Wanted to comfort him, but were afraid.
It hurt to know Gaara trusted Blind Justice more than he'll ever trust them. They were his siblings, and they loved him, but he preferred her. She, who had blind eyes that could not see his suffering. She, who had ears of stone that couldn't hear his cries for help. She, who would never turn her back on him out of fear like they'd done so many times before.
He trusted her more then he'll ever trust them. He loved her more than he'll ever love them. Those who could see, and hear, and feel. Those two persons who were afraid to show him how much they loved him.
It hurt so much to see Gaara like that, but things were different now.
"But Gaara… what does Blind Justice has to do with this?" Temari asked snapping out of her memories.
"That girl... Sasuke's sister." He spoke softly. "She looks like Blind Justice."
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Sasuke woke up as a little blue bird pecked on his forehead.
"Ow!" He waved his hand over his head to hush it away. "Get out of here you stupid bird!"
He sat up on his bed and watched as the little bird flew off the window.
"Onee-san, did you leave the window open?" He expected Sadako to answer, but when he looked down, she wasn't next to him. "Sadako?"
He fixed his messed up black hair and walked towards the bathroom. He knocked on the door but no response came.
"Sadako!" He shot from his bedroom window to be heard even if she was downstairs. "Are you down there?"
Still no answer.
Sasuke walked downstairs and stepped inside the kitchen. If Sadako was awake already, she was probably making breakfast.
She wasn't there. All he found was a plate of hotcakes and a note next to it. He took the note and read it.
Onii-san, I'm out taking a walk. I wanted you to come with me, but you looked so tired, I didn't wanted to wake you up.
I made breakfast for you, hope you like it. Don't worry, I'll be back by lunch time.
Love Sadako
Sasuke set the note on the table and picked up a fork. As he chewed on his hotcakes, he couldn't help to feel a little sad. Had she really not wanted to wake him up? Or was it that she just didn't wanted to be with him today?
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Gaara hid behind a tree. He didn't know why, but he felt nervous.
He was Sabaku no Gaara, able to keep a cold heart even if he was fighting or killing someone. Able to stay emotionless even if the person in front of him was begging for his life. But standing behind this tree now, it was something different.
There, sitting on the river's edge, her bare feet splashing on the water, was Uchiha Sadako.
He stared at her long hair and angel like face (A/N She looks like Sasuke, remember?). So calm, so cold. She looked so much like the giant statue he'd trusted as a child.
He wanted to talk to her, but why? He felt so nervous, but… she was just another girl. He'd seen so many of them before, and felt nothing inside. He'd killed so many of them before, and felt no remorse at all.
What was it about her that felt different? Why couldn't he gather enough courage to take a step forward and talk to her?
He was about to turn around and leave, when he heard her voice calling him.
"Why are you hiding from me?" She said softly. "Won't you come and sit next to me?"
Gaara gulped and walked slowly towards her. His eyes were nailed on the floor and there was a strange sensation on his face that made him feel like his cheeks were burning.
Sadako turned around to look at him. The instant she saw him, her cheeks turned bright red and she jumped quickly to her feet.
"Sumimasen!" She bowed low, her eyes avoiding him. "Sumimasen! Gomenasai! I thought you were Sasuke! Gomenasai!"
He saw her apologize again and again. Her hair flapped on the wind as she bowed up and down like a mechanical doll.
"I thought you were Onii-san!" She bowed yet again. "Gomenasai, gomenasai, gomen…"
"Drop it." He interrupted her. "You don't have to apologize so many times, one is enough."
"Sumi… eh… hai!"
Gaara sat on the river's edge and fixed his eyes on the clear water. Why couldn't he stop feeling so nervous?
He refused to turn his gaze towards Sadako, there was something about her that made him feel weird. He felt her eyes looking at him curiously and wondered how weird would a red haired boy carrying an oversized gourd of sand look like in her eyes. How weird would she think he was?
What the… why was he worrying about this stuff anyways? Every person he'd ever met had thought he was weird. So, why did this girl's opinion meant so much to him?
"Eto… you are G-Gaara-sama, right?" She asked, sitting on the river's edge next to him.
Gaara turned to look at her. The first time they met, he never told her his name. She must have read the questioning look on his eyes, because she quickly gave him an answer.
"O-onii-san told me your name." She explained. "I told him I had met a red haired boy with green eyes, a blond haired girl carrying a giant fan and a boy with purple paintings on his face. He told me you are Shinobi from Suna and that your name is Gaara, is that true?"
Gaara nodded, but was afraid of what Sasuke had told his sister. If he'd told her about Shukaku… no, if that was true, she would have ran the moment she saw him.
"Was that all he said?" He asked, his eyes fixed on the bangs of hair at each side of her face. They were the same as Sasuke's hair.
"He said y-you fought him on the Chunin exams three years ago a-and that you're really strong."
She was hiding something, he knew by the way she stuttered while talking. Sasuke must have told her.
"Was that all?" He demanded. His voice was higher than he hopped. He didn't meant to yell, but he just had to know.
Sadako sighed.
"Jinchuuriki." She whispered. "He said you're possessed by the Ichibi. He says you're strong and dangerous. 'Don't get close to him, he'll kill you' is what Onii-san told me. 'He's a monster' that's what he said."
Gaara's heart seemed to stop beating and there was that awful felling of falling into nothingness.
Monster. Monster she'd called him. Blind Justice had just called him a monster.
He wanted to explain, to tell her he was as human as everyone else. That every single person he'd ever killed was for a reason. That they tried to hurt him, he was just trying to survive. But, why bother? She wouldn't understand, no one would ever understand. They were not him, they didn't knew his pain and how much he'd suffered. This girl probably knew nothing about justice. She wasn't Blind Justice, no matter how much alike they looked.
"But…" She said softly. "I don't believe him."
Gaara's eyes grew wide. What had she just said?
"I do as Sasuke tells me to and trust every single thing he says. But this time, I'm afraid he's wrong."
"What makes you so sure?" Gaara asked standing up.
"If you wanted to kill me," She smiled at him. "you would have done it already."
"A-Are you not afraid at all?" Great, now he was stuttering too.
She shook her head no.
"I saw you that day, when you used your sand to pick up my bags. You controlthe sand, the sand doesn't control you." She took her shoes form the river's edge and put them back on. "It must be a great burden to carry such a heavy secret on your back. I know how it's like to be rejected by others, even those you love. I won't judge you, I have no right, but the only thing I can say for sure is that you are not a monster."
Gaara's heart began beating so hard, it felt like it would jump out of his chest. His limbs felt weak and shaky and his cheeks felt like burning once again.
"How… how do…"
"How do I know?" She asked sweetly. "No monster has eyes as sad as yours."
Her charcoal black eyes clashed against Gaara's mint green eyes. It was then that he noticed it, Sadako's eyes were sad too.
"You… you've been alone too, haven't you?"
"Yes. But not anymore." She stood up and brushed some death leaves from her legs. "Now that I have my brother with me, I'm no longer alone."
Gaara looked away, his siblings had helped him too. Thanks to them, he was no longer alone.
"You know, I could really use a friend." She told him. "W-Would you…"
Gaara was surprised to find himself smiling to this girl he barely knew. She was so different form everyone else. She couldn't be real.
"Yes, I'll be your friend." He said softly.
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"Temari?" She heard Gaara call her.
"What is it Gaara?" She was telling Kankuro to pick up his puppets from the livingroom.
"Cain I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure."
They both got upstairs and Temari began to climb the stairs that lead to the roof.
"No, not the roof." He said. "Let's go to the nurse, I think I'm sick."
"Sick?" She asked, placing her hand on his forehead. "Do you have fever?"
"No." He said. "But I think I had fever a while ago, my cheeks felt like burning and my legs were shaking.
"Burning cheeks and shaky legs?" Temari asked. Gaara had never gotten sick, never. Suddenly, a strange idea crossed her mind. "Tell me Gaara, did you heart start beating so hard it felt like it was gonna jump out of your chest?"
"Yes."
"And did you feel very nervous?"
"Uh-huh."
"And did you find yourself smiling for no reason at all?"
"Yes." He was getting impatient.
"Tell me, did this happen when you were talking to a certain person, let's say, a girl?"
"Yup."
"And would that certain person happen to be, I don't know… Uchiha Sadako?"
Gaara nodded.
Temari grinned, it was so obvious. Her mind went back to the time Gaara had met Sadako. When she slipped on Gaara's sand, he'd caught her himself. Any other time, he would have used his sand.
"Gaara, I think I know what's wrong with you." She said on a serious voice. "You have a serious decease."
Gaara gulped.
"Gaara… ototo… I think… I think you ARE IN LOVE!" Temari cheered clapping her hands.
Gaara blinked confused.
"In… love? What does that mean Temari?"
"C'mon, you have the word tattooed on your forehead and you don't know what it means?"
Gaara stared blankly at her.
"You'll find out someday." She sighed.
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Two days later, while Gaara and Kankuro walked down the streets of Konoha, thy found Sadako outside a candy shop talking to Naruto.
"What happened to your hand?" Gaara asked her, pointing to a bandage on her left index finger.
"Oh, this?" She covered her hand with the sleeve of her sweater. "It's nothing, just a little scratch."
Gaara stared questioningly at Naruto.
We were out on a mission to capture some bandits." Naruto explained. "One of them threw a kunai and it cut her finger. It's just a minor scratch, but Sasuke no baka always over reacts and now he's furious because we couldn't catch him."
"I see." Gaara said coldly. "Do you remember his name?"
"Not really, but they called him 'Stealth'." Naruto said, scratching his spiky blond hair.
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"You've got to be kidding me boy!" Stealth laughed. "Popping out of nowhere and challenging ME. You must be very brave… to bad you'll die here!"
He ran towards Gaara but was suddenly trapped between walls of sand.
"Sabaku Kyuu!" Gaara held his hand on frond of his face.
"What are you doing?" Stealth shrieked.
Gaara smiled evilly at him.
"Sabaku Sousou!" The walls of sand compressed and a sickening sound of cracking bones echoed as blood flew on every direction and fell like rain on Gaara.
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"Oh, my God!" Temari cried terrified. "Gaara, what did you do?"
She stared in horror at her little brother, he was mostly covered in blood and held a triumphant smile on his face.
"Nothing." He said innocently. "Just a little bit of blind justice."
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Vianey: Ok, so that was all for chapter six (maybe I overdid it a bit but…)
Ten: If Gaara-sama is not one of your favorite characters, we're terribly sorry, but he's going to appear more frequently (for obvious reasons)
Vianey: I'll like to apologize if some words are not spelled correctly (like Jinchuuriki, or ototo…) Also, sorry if Sasuke only appeared for like three seconds and a half on this chapter, is just that Glacia sort of… fractured her left hand.
Ten: In human language, she tried to hit me but somehow ended up hitting the concrete wall behind me.
Vianey: And since Glacia is the only one who can express Sasuke's feelings for his twin sister (because she actually has a twin brother) Ten and I sort of… gave him a short appearance in this chapter.
Ten: But don't worry, Glacia is Ok now, she heals fast, is just that she was mad at me and refused to help us write this chapter, but she's gonna be forced to write the next one.
Glacia: Fine, fine. I couldn't write the story, because my left hand was BROKEN (not fractured) But I can still type.
Vianey: Just a quick note, Glacia is left handed, just like Ten and me.
Ten: And just like Sadako, it is no coincidence that she's left-handed XD.
Glacia: The only reason I'm here is because I have to thank the people who gave us their reviews.
Vianey: Yup. Here we go! Thanks a lot: TsukiNoHime, sailorskyeblue, Hinata11235, Lloyd Neruameshi and xXSakuraNekoXx.
Glacia/Ten: Thank you!
Glacia: For supporting us and reviewing our story, I must say we feel really really happy every time we find a new reviews (Although I doubt anyone is reading this part.)
Vianey: Also, I'll like to thank sailorskyeblue, who wrote a NaruHina fanfic dedicated to me!
Glacia: Actually, it said dedicated to Yuki. That's my last name, so it was dedicated to me.
Vianey: But you're alter ego. Which means I'm you, and you are me, and I'm Ten… wait, does that mean it was dedicated to Ten?
Glacia: ºº?
Ten: Let's just say she wrote a NaruHina, it's actually very cool, you should read it…
Oops, we've got to go, we just exceeded our limit, we've talked to much, so in name of Vianey and Glacia who are still discussing who was the fanfic dedicated to, I thank all of you and say SAYONARA!
YukiTenVianey Team Out…