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Seventh Dance:Stupidity

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As day came to the Hidden Village of Sand, the Kazekage went back to his room and sat on his soft bed. He stared at the comfort of the pillow, completely inviting, and the smooth bed sheets which he would've wanted to wrap around him like a cocoon.

'Eighteen years…' he thought, 'I haven't slept for eighteen damn years…'

Gaara cursed. There was not a second where he hasn't dared to fall even half asleep. He clenched his fist, digging his nails into his fragile palm, not leaving even an imprint, but a small crack to be healed by the sand.

'Well…I better go outside now…'

Gaara walked down the stairs, grabbed a piece of toast on his plate, and ate as he walked into the outside world.

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Gaara was very well aware that he had just walked around the village for the third time in a row. He just wanted to waste time for time's sake. After all, time goes slower when you're the Kazekage. If there's no war, there's absolutely nothing to do.

He sat inside a café, drinking some black coffee to relax his nerves. The rich and bitter taste calmed him as he looked outside for some 'inspiration' or if translated, something to do.

He saw a light blue blanket as their sky, the golden sand swirled by the wind…and a white building he recognizes oh so dearly…the hospital. He immediately jerked his head to another window and saw, sadly, the other side of the hospital.

He let out a frustrated sigh. He did NOT want to see the Mist girl He did NOT want to see her with her brother. He did NOT want to go to the hospital.

He drank down the rest of his coffee and went out of the café, only to see the sign smack in front of him which read

HOSPITAL

He paced quickly, away from that sign and, unluckily, came across a big group of medical nins going on their lunch break.

He directed himself to another direction but he immediately stopped and disdainfully allowed the ambulance to pass him. Having no more choice left, he directed himself to another direction, into a dark alley.

"Dammit…" he whispered, "why the friggin hell am I bumping into things that remind me about the hospital! I DON'T want to see them!"

He walked a few steps before hearing some shouts somewhere around the corner.

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Olha was just walking around the Sand Village, reading the light blue leather-bound book at hand. Her younger brother finally woke up and now, no visitors are allowed at the time. The bluenette just came from the bookshop. It seems that she has made good friends with the once lonely store owner.

As she walked, she heard a whisper from the alley saying, "Psst…come here…"

Olha, because of complete boredom, stupidly followed the voice in the alley. The shadows gave a dark aura around her as she blinked her eyes, trying to let her eyes adjust to the darkness.

Just then, she felt a pair of arms slither around her neck and her waist, causing her to jump. Out of nowhere, a strong gust of wind came and blew the man away.

She managed to jump away from the man to some distance. She checked her body for any poisons, chakra ropes, cuts, etc. It was only then that she looked her hands and realized…

"MY BOOK!" she exclaimed, turning back to the man who clearly held her book at hand.

She jumped back in front of the man. Now, the plan was that she would kick him where the sun doesn't shine, grab her book, and hop from rooftop to rooftop until she was confident to be far enough.

The plan would have been simply, but then dark figures emerged from different directions and surrounded her. Clearly, she had to go to plan B…

What's plan B you ask? Use her ninja weapons of course! She reached into her back pocket…only to remember that she forgot her Kunai pouch at the hospital! She casually checked for shurikens and realized she forgot them as well!

There was one thing left to do: rely on her Taijustsu and hope for the best. She cannot count on her ninjutsu at the moment for it may damage her precious book.

She turned off all her ninjutsu and focused all her chakra to her fist for a punch in the gut ten times stronger than humanly possible. Hopefully THAT would scare off the others.

She took out her hat, and threw it at the guy who instinctively caught it and looked at it, as expected. The hat was posed as a distraction so she may have enough time to focus her chakra on her hand, charge forward, and deliver the blow.

She jumped back to her starting place as both the book and her hat flew towards her. She caught the book with her left hand, and her hat with the right. She posed a smirk on her face as if that was nothing as the body fell face-first into the ground…then the others pounced on her.

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Gaara stayed in the shadows, watching Olha with an eagle eye. He watched as she looked for her weapons, delivered the punch, and he saw the others pounce on her.

Instinctively, he opened the cork of the gourd and the sand slithered out, gathering to an abnormally humungous amount and literally took out the trash. He walked out of the shadows as the sand slithered back into his gourd, and he closed it.

Olha looked at him, her eyes wide and frightened like a girl who witnessed a murder, her skin pale as if she lost every drop of her blood. She stared at him as if nothing else in the world would scare her again after this experience.

The two stared at each other in silence, though the expressions on their faces were as if they have been talking to each other mentally. Finally, the female spoke words orally.

"W-why did y-you save m-me…?"

Gaara was taken by surprise at this question. He knew WHERE he saved her, WHAT he saved her from, WHEN he saved her, HOW he saved her…but he had no idea WHY he saved her life. He managed to reply the first logical thing that came to mind.

"Sand's reputation is bad enough because of me and when we formed alliance against sound. If those fools hurt you, our reputation would just get worse, which I thought was impossible."

He spat on the word 'fools' and glared at the bodies around the two who were starting to regain consciousness.

Olha looked rather alert at the moment the bodies started to stir. She ran dangerously close to Gaara, did a simple courtesy, and before you could say "Hidden Village of Sand" a gust of win circled the two and teleported them to the back of the hospital.

Outside, Gaara had the I-don't-know-what-you-just-did-but-it-wasn't-impressive look on his face, though if we look inside, he was completely baffled.

The Mist girl took a breath before she bowed low, forming a perfect ninety degree angle and spoke, "Thank you, Kazekage-sama…"

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Gaara simply looked at the hospital and brushed the thanks off as if it was a piece of dirt.

"Just remember…" he spoke, as cold as ever, "the only reason why I'm helping you is because your father is the Mizukage of Mist-"

He paused for a moment when he noticed her twitch at the phrase 'Mizukage of Mist' but nevertheless he continued.

"-the least event I wish to happen is for our two villages to collide in war. I'm very sure you agree with me."

Olha nodded, half in agreement, half out of fear.

"By the way…" Gaara spoke as he looked at Olha, who, at the sight of his eyes, looked away, "aren't you supposed to be with your brother…?"

Olha glanced at the red-head. "What time is it…?"

Since clocks were one of those things the Hidden Village of Sand didn't have, Gaara looked up at the sky, navigated the sun's position and replied, "It's four…"

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Olha suddenly jumped. "Visiting hours is open!"

Her sudden outburst made Gaara step back, away from her.

The bluenette silenced herself and in a lowered volume, spoke, "My younger brother woke up last night…do you…want to see him…?"

Gaara gave her a single nod. He had nothing else to do anyways…no mater how much he hated it...boredom has won the battle.

And so, without further ado, they went inside the hospital.

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As they entered, they saw a little blonde walking to Ur.

"Jue!" Olha exclaimed, but immediately shut her mouth so that she would avoid questions from Gaara asking how she knew her. She inwardly sighed that he didn't seem to give a damn.

Gaara, in fact, didn't even bother to ask how she knew his neighbor; he simply leaned on the wall and watched as Olha approached the two.

He acted as if he couldn't have any care in the world but he was listening very well to their conversation.

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"Hello Olha-chan! I hope you don't mind if I stay here!" That was Jue's voice.

"No, not at all…" said Olha.

"Nee-san…?" came a weak voice.

"Ur, get some sleep, you just woke up last night…"

"But I like talking to Ur-kun!"

"Ur...kun…?"

"Hai!"

"Jue-chan can be really kind…"

"I see you two have been getting along…" Olha crossed her arms.

"Olha-chan! Can you read us something from that book?"

"…will you promise not to be so loud…?"

"Hai! Hai!"

"…okay…"

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The dancer's stupidity of being unprepared led to the cause of her almost getting killed. It was to her relief that the sandman came to her aid. Although she was safe, she grew pale and petrified the moment she made eye contact with the demon…

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"Yay! Wait…oh mi gosh! I have to go home!" Jue exclaimed and started to run towards the door. She stopped for a moment, turned towards Gaara, bowed, and rushed out. Ur, on the other hand, dozed off the moment Olha stopped reading.

Gaara approached the window and looked outside. With his usual cold and emotionless tone, he spoke.

"You should really take the advice of your own book. Always be prepared. I can't save your life all the time…"

Olha's cheeks turned into a very light shade of pink from total embarrassment.

"You really…didn't have to say it like that…" he spoke softly.

"Well, I just did…" "But…you didn't have to…"

"Hn…" was all Gaara said after. Olha sighed and murmured a small "sorry…"

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Seconds seemed like minutes; minutes seemed like hours, hours seemed like days. Both lost track of time.

Finally, Gaara broke the silence when he said, "I'm leaving…"

"O-okay…" was all Olha could manage out of her mouth.

The sand shinobi's footsteps echoed in the room, the screech of the door was highly audible and the door shutting could wake the dead.

It was silent once again before another sound was heard…

A flip of a page…

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Black Roses666: And Chapter seven is finished! I hope you all enjoyed this long treat. Please review! Arigato! Salamat! Gracias! Thanks!