Black Roses666: And I am back with the 6th chapter! Wow…six chapters already? Time sure goes fast when you're having fun! XD Anyways, time for teh reviewer replies! Oh! And before I forget:
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Sixth Dance:Laughter
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Darkness stirred once again in the Sand Village. The red-haired Kazekage sat on his bed in his sanctuary - - I mean - - his room. Up until now, he still doesn't understand the point of having a bed in his little room…he doesn't even sleep for crying out loud.
Maybe it was because Temari and Kankurou wanted the house to look normal…and a BEDROOM with no BED isn't considered "normal".
The sand bearer heard exactly three knocks on his door - - a ritual the sand siblings do to ensure trust in whoever is going to open it - - before the door creaked open.
"Gaara…? Aren't you s-supposed to b-be at the roof…?" a female voice called as the door continued to open. Gaara could see her hands slightly shivering - - no, not see, but more of, sense.
Temari reluctantly stepped into the room and gave out a silent sigh of relief to see Gaara's horrific gourd was leaning on the other side of the room, opposite to her younger brother.
The youngest sand sibling sighed before he stood from his bed. He wasn't in the mood, to be honest, to go out considering the fact that he'd be forced to watch Olha dance once again. This would be the third night in a row but if he didn't go outside to relax, then he may end up going insane and start destroying the village.
"Do I have a choice?"
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And so there he was, on the roof, overlooking the village he was glad to call his own. Being the Kazekage can also mean being the leader though, so he has some sort of pride in him. The streets were empty, as expected. It's only a matter of time before that mist girl would come in and dance once again.
He wasn't complaining though. She was a terrific dancer with amazingly graceful movements…the only thing bothering him was the cold, hard fact which can cut through you right at the heart…the fact that compared to him, she lead a normal life.
He heard someone humming, as well as footsteps heading towards the street. A bluenette emerged from the darkness, faintly glowing due to the half moon's silver rays falling upon her. The light blue book was tucked securely under her arm. She placed it on the porch and hummed the tune silently in hopes to not wake anyone.
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Gaara let out a silent sigh as Olha went to the middle of the street, to the exact place where she would always start dancing. He moved closer to the edge to get a better view of the performance.
She started with a few turns and extensions, eventually turning into multiple turns and high kicks. As she spun around, the red-head spotted a light circulation of air surrounding her, as if she was dancing in the eye of a tornado - - which ended up to be literal.
'There it is again…' Gaara thought, 'why is it that every time she dances, the wind becomes…how do I describe it…abnormal…'
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"Hey, you blue-haired girl!" called what seemed to be a voice of a young child coming from the house across from Gaara's. A small girl with blonde hair wearing a lavender shirt which was way too big for her that it looked like a dress came out.
Olha stopped dancing, almost in an instant, and looked at the girl. The wind turned back to normal, as if nothing had ever happened. The little blonde tilted her head as she looked directly at the older one. "Hey…you're that girl from Mist, right?" she spoke.
'Damn my reputation…' thought Olha, 'they don't say "Hi Olha" 'coz they always say "hi girl from Mist"…dammit…'
The little girl walked up to Olha, smiling. "I've always seen you around…wither in the café or in the bookstore…but I didn't expect you to dance…" Olha raised a brow. Looks like she found herself a little stalker…
The older girl just said the first thing that came to mind, "That's because you didn't even bother to know me…"
Out of absolutely nowhere, the little one squealed. "Then I'll get to know you right now! You can be like my older sister: Olha laughed, she couldn't help it, the girl was too innocent and adorable that she agreed to her request.
"My name's Jue," she started (Jue is my OC), "I'm seven years old and I'm gonna be the first female Kazekage of Sand!" Olha laughed at the little girl's innocence again, but managed to breathe in time for her to introduce herself.
"I'm Olha…" she chuckled, "I'm seventeen and I'm the daughter of the Mizukage of Mist." Jue started to hop on one foot with her hands behind her back and a big smile across her face.
Olha went to the porch to take a breath. She was almost suffocating back there, but managed to live. The wind passed both girls as Olha placed her book on her lap. Jue followed her 'big sister' and sat beside her.
"What's that?" Jue asked, pointing at the book. "A book. Can't you tell?" "What kind of book?" "It's basically a romance story…" "What's the title?" "A Dance with A Sandman" "What is it about?"
The older girl laughed once more. "You ask too many questions!" Jue pouted and crossed her arms as she kicked her legs and pounded the sand, just how a little girl who wants ice cream would do it.
"Fine!" she frowned, "But read me something from that book!"
Olha let out a sigh, but nodded. "Alright…"
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As the sandman watched the dancer talk to the little girl, he couldn't help but notice her laugh. She has always looked ever so innocent and kind towards others as she danced but her laughter could bring smiles to other people's faces…everyone except he sandman, of course…
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Gaara was sitting quietly in the shadows, watching the two girls and listening to their small conversation…but he was quickly distracted by Olha's laugh. It sounded so normal, but there was something wrong about the way she laughed. It seemed to have a mixture of what seemed to be sadness…loneliness…
But how can such a perfect girl feel this way? He wondered. She's the daughter of the Mizukage, she can have everything she pleases…but why is she sad? Why is she lonely?
"Shouldn't you go back and sleep?" the Livarte's voice rang in his ears, snapping him back to reality. "Yeah…oh well…I guess I'll see you tomorrow!" the little one cheered as she ran back in her home.
Gaara sighed and took a quiet step out of the darkness…but hid it once again once he saw the little blonde stop and turn back to Olha.
"And before I forget…" she spoke, "are you aware that you're sitting on the porch of the Kazekage's house…?"
Gaara froze, as well as Olha, whose book slid off her grip.
"E-excuse me…?" she stuttered, hoping that what she heard was wrong. "Yup…you know the Kazekage…red hair, tattoo on forehead, raccoon-like eyes…" "G-Gaara?" "Yeah! That's him!" Jue finished before going inside her little home.
As soon as the door closed, Gaara made sure not a single part of his body could be seen. At the same time, Olha literally jumped off her seat and checked every visible window, or even the roof to see if anyone saw her dance on the streets. She couldn't see anyone, and so she got her book and quickly paced back to the hospital.
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Gaara let out a long sigh in relief. If that girl saw him watching her from afar, which almost meant the same as stalking, his life would be ruined…but mostly his reputation, to say the least.
Imagine…Gaara of the Sand…ask any person about him and they will not hesitate to tell you that he is the most evil, sadistic, bloodthirsty, murderous, not to mention the SCARIEST ninjas you will ever meet in this planet.
That reputation can change in an instant if someone saw him stalking on a Mist girl, dancing in the streets of Sand. It would tell everyone that the Kazekage is getting soft and it may trigger two things that Gaara fears the most may happen:
One is that there will be first rumors about it and soon, people from every village would harass him and ask him if it's true until he explodes. The second is that others (especially hidden sound) may think he is getting soft, therefore unleashing an attack on Sand.
The sand bearer clenched his fist until it became pale. He had better watch out. His future life (but mostly his reputation) is depending on his skills to hide in the shadows of the night.
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At the hospital, Olha Livarte marched inside, sweating with nervousness. She gave the counter lady a quick wave and continued her fast pace towards her younger brother's room.
It took every single muscle in her body to force herself not to slam the wooden door out of frustration and literally 'wake the dead'. She started to pace around the room, consistently biting her nails from time to time.
'Ohmygodohmygodohmygod…' she thought, 'what if the Kazekage saw me? Me…a Mist…dancing in the streets of Sand behind his back…he might not want to help Ur anymore! Or worse…I may be forced to dance in a bar full of those filthy drunkards! I know Gaara's evil but the question is HOW EVIL! Gah!'
She started to panic. "What should I-" her words were cut off by the sound of rustling blankets. She jerked her head towards her little brother as a reflex, and heard a soft, weak voice call out,
"Sister…? I-is that y-you…?"
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Black Roses666: And so ends the sixth chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed it! Please review!