Black Roses666: And here's the next update! I wrote this chapter in my notebook along with all the other little chapters and this chapter took up 11 pages! Wee…anyways, time for the reviewer replies!
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Eighth Dance:Shock
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'To my inner demon, Shukaku, this is night number four that I have to go on the rooftop to calm myself, and end up watching that Mist girl dance. It was alright before, when she had no idea where I was living, and now that my little neighbor had to spill it out to her, if I go out there, my life will be ruined! Ok, fine, only my reputation, but WHAT THE HELL! Kuso…'
Gaara was acting a bit out of his own character as he paced back and forth, wondering if he should either stay in his room, protect his reputation, but risk destroying the whole village, or, get on the roof, keep the village safe, but put his reputation on the line.
'Okay…' he thought, 'there are a hell lot of shadows during the night…and I can always use my sand eye technique if I want to watch her dance…fine, but I swear I'll hate myself…'
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'What should I do? I can't dance right now…that certain place was the best spot to dance, and oh joy, oh rapture, it HAD to be in front of the Kazekage's place! Dammit…if the Kazekage saw me, I would be DEAD! Damn, and if I don't go, I would break my promise to Jue that I would dance tonight and she will KILL me! Kuso…'
In the hospital, Olha wasn't doing as good as Gaara. She too, was pacing back and forth with Ur asleep on the hospital bed. She had a bad habit of chewing her fingernails when she's nervous, which seemed to develop as she started to ponder, should she stay in the hospital and risk Jue getting very, VERY mad at her, or, go out there but risk getting seen by Gaara?
'Well…I could use my promise to Jue as an excuse…and…I could say Ur asked me to dance…oh man…I am sooooo gonna hate myself in the morning…'
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So there, Gaara sat on his rooftop, waiting for his sand friends to give him the signal to hi8de in the shadows of the night.
Across of him, Jue, who is "patiently", if that's what you call tapping the window and kicking toy around, waiting for her Mist friend, or as she call, older sister, so that she could watch her dance.
A few blocks away from the twp was Olha, who's pacing slower than usual in case she spots any sign of red hair that looks like flames, or any glimpse of the Kazekage.
In the hospital lied Ur, who, until now, was sleeping peacefully, dreaming of home, family, friends, and oddly enough, food.
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The Kazekage spotted the sand swirl against the wind. It was the signal for him to "calmly" hide in the shadows, which he did with absolutely no hesitation and not to mention any regrets.
Olha arrived between the two buildings. She got a rock and threw it at Jue's window with such accuracy that only humans would be amazed of since she's a damn ninja.
Jue practically left dust swirling behind her with every sprint she made towards her door. It too every single cell in her body not to squeal, slam the door, and wake the whole village with it.
And so, it begins…
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Gaara simply sat in the shadows, watching the clouds visible to his sight pass by, ignoring the cold and fierce wind surrounding him. He had no desire, whatsoever, to watch the bluenette dance.
Though he would be lying to himself if he said it was as easy as 1, 2, 3. Because of his connection with the sand, he could feel that his friends were being pounded and swirled at an amazing rate.
'What the fuck is that Mist girl doing!' Gaara thought before making at least a dozen hand symbols five times faster than humanly possible to summon his ever-so-trusty Sand Eye.
Without breaking a sweat, he focused the little eye on the two girls…and he couldn't believe what he saw.
Olha was dancing…an amazingly fast dance. Her feet pounded the sand…or more like deteriorated it. Even if it was fast, she somehow managed to stay as graceful as always.
Jue looked as if if she edged closer to Olha, she would fall off the porch. Her eyes started to somehow sparkle every time Olha did a step that amazed her in any way it could.
Gaara kept his Sand Eye in place, watching Olha dance her heart out. It was rather amusing for him…at least it's better than watching clouds pass by all night…
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'Finally…' Olha thought, 'this dance is almost over…I'm getting exhausted…'
She took a few steps and, with all the strength left in her, started to do her final step, a quadruple pirouette.
One turn, enough power for more…
Two turns, still enough juice for another…
Three turns, starting to wobble…
Four turns, losing balance…
And just like that, the supposed to be perfect dance changed when she lost balance after the fourth turn and started to fall full force on her back.
Olha closed her eyes, bracing herself for the impact…but it never came. She felt something like arms break her fall. She knew it couldn't be Jue since that blonde is simply too weak, not to mention small. (that sounds so mean XD)
Nevertheless, without even caring who in the Village of Sand saved her, she shouted,
"LET GO OF ME!"
But it was simply too late. Before the person who caught her could even register in his or her mind what the hell she said, a strong gust of wind blew that person away, leading Olha's fall to continue and hit the ground with thankfully not as much force, yet, it still hurt like hell.
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The person who caught her ended up to be Sand's very own Kazekage, Gaara of the Dessert. Much to his dislike, he came down to save her sorry ass so that he won't have a sense of foreboding within him.
His plan was to save her so that she would owe him something in return. You know, an eye for an eye? That something would be a promise that Olha and Jue will not dare tell a soul that he was watching her dance….
But his plan didn't go as expected…
A gust of wind came and literally swept him off his feet. He was going to ram into the wall of his own home but the sand didn't allow it to happen. It rose up and saved his back.
'What the fuck is that!' he mentally shouted though his appearance was as emotionless as ever.
He looked up towards the Mist girl. Jue ran back into her home out of complete fear. Olha hook her head out of dizziness.
'Dammit…this is gonna take a lot out o my time…I'm gonna have to explain it all to her…'
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Olha could feel a shocking pain go through her veins, but it didn't matter to her at the moment. She just wanted to apologize to the person who at least tried to help her out.
Her skin went pale. Her eyes went wide. Her jaw dropped dead. Only one thing could come out…
"K-Kazekage-sama!"
She tried to kneel so she could feel more comfortable, but the moment she moved her foot, she let out a small shout of pain. Her arms were practically shaking from it.
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Gaara stayed emotionless as he walked towards the female. He crossed his arms and stared down at her ankle which seemed to be hurting her a lot.
He squatted down and examined the injured portion. It was swelling badly. It could be either it was badly sprained or simply broken.
Olha stared up at his eyes with nothing but the look of fear on them. She was shaking, horrified of what he may do to her, though what she heard somehow caught her off-guard…
"Something happened to your ankle. You better rest in the hospital…"
The bluenette took a deep breath and gathered every single bit of the confidence left within her to talk in a straight tone,
"How long have you been watching me?"
Gaara froze, not knowing how to respond to her sentence. He quickly thought of a way to avoid that certain question.
"It doesn't matter. I'll help you get to the hospital since everyone should be asleep at this time."
He gave a quick glance at Jue's house. The little blonde ducked from the window and ran away.
Olha raised a brow, but gasped when she felt the sand burst up under her and formed what seemed to be a rather rough chair.
She hesitated to even just lean back on the chair and fear took the best of her, She just sat erect, and hoped for the best.
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Gaara then walked with the chair of sand following him. Secretly, he cursed himself like hell, but he was the master of keeping his emotionless face cold and distant. Heck, he's been like that for eighteen damn years!
Olha practically sat like a lady during the whole trip. She tried to take as little space as possible for her fear became her master and she would rather not risk the sand disintegrating.
Her back ached like hell for sitting up straight. Gaara's back felt light for once since the gourd was all the way in his room. He shouldn't worry. The sand on the ground would do…
There was still a lot of distance to cover before the reached the hospital. Olha was getting extremely bored. She gathered all of her courage and attempted the impossible…starting a conversation with the fiery red-head in front of her…
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"So…how long?" "…" "How long have you been watching me…?" "…" "It would be nice if you would say something…" "Hn…" "That's not what I mean…" "…If I answer-" "Yes, he talked!" "…huh…" "Oops…sorry…" "…if I answer then you'll have to promise me something…"
Olha swallowed hard. Nervousness started to take over her fragile body. It took every cell within her body to summon enough courage, only to let out a soft "what…?"
"Promise me that you and Jue will not dare tell a soul that I have been stalking you…"
The Livarte froze. Anger and confusion boiled within her. She didn't even think but hr reflex made her slam the arm rests of the sand chair and shout out,
"YOU HAVE BEEN STALKING ME!"
Now it was Gaara's turn to freeze. Both he and the chair abruptly stopped.
"I wasn't stalking you…" he spoke in his dark and eerie tone, staying with his personality, "that was the wrong term to use…more like watching you from afar…"
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The Mist girl tightened her grip around the chair and chipped of some sand. Oh, if only her ankle was not sprained or broken, whatever the case, she would've been strangling the Kazekage by now.
"'Watching from afar' and 'stalking' have almost the same damn meaning!" she shouted, using every fiber in her body to stop herself from rushing out of the chair and give herself further injury.
"The keyword in that sentence is 'almost'. Now, unless you want me to just quit helping you and just simply allow you to suffer on your own, I'll be more than happy to leave you here…" the sand shinobi retorted, turning to her with a deadly glare in his eyes, as if to say don't-say-another-word.
The female nin glared at him and gave a deadly growl. Ignoring the warning look in his eyes, she managed to mumble, "I hate you…"
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Gaara brushed it aside, like he would always do. He was used to people saying those things behind his back. He continued to walk towards the hospital with the chair following.
At the arrival, Gaara's sand helped Olha don but she refused and started to slowly limp towards the door.
"You're so stubborn…" "Say that to yourself…" "Do you think I'll every sink myself to such a low level?" "Well, I'm sorry. It's just that I never knew the COLD-HEARTED MONSTER FROM SAND WAS A STALKER!"
Gaara froze once again as Olha simply limped passed him, though feeling a bit odd from the pause of the Kazekage. Her curiosity lead her to turn and look at him.
His head was slightly bowed down. His eyes stared at the sand. Lifeless at his feet.
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Olha looked into his eyes. His eyes showed a confusing mixture of sadness, angriness, and not to mention loneliness.
She looked away, away from the guilt she was feeling. She continued to limp inside the hospital.
'Gaara…you don't know how easy it is to read your eyes…'
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If only she wasn't the Mizukage's daughter…if only she wasn't important…if only she wasn't the thin line between the war of Sand and Mist…he would've killed her. She called him a cold hearted monster, a dare only drunkards attempt to do.
Once Olha was inside, he turned and left.
Unlike others, no tears would come from his eyes when he's sad, but his eyes somehow soften and become easy to read.
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As Olha's ankle was being treated by one of the nurses, she read some parts of her book.
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The dancer couldn't stop the boiling rage from erupting out of her. She knows that she endangered herself, and she knows that because of what she has done, she cannot let her guard down from now on. Though, amidst all the anger and rage, she felt guilty. Is eyes were simply so…sad…
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She immediately shut her book. Guilt was growing inside her faster and faster.
I can't believe I'm saying hat but…I better apologize to him…
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