Chapter eight: Gaa-ruesome Emotions
I had never felt so free in my life. I couldn't feel the demon in my body at all. It was as if I was a completely different person without Shukaku. And I was! I was free on him!
"It's only temporary." A beautiful voice called from outside of my mind.
I growled quietly. Who cares if it is only temporary? I don't! I can do what I bloody hell choose!
My eyes widened. Did I just swear? In my head? I never swear! Why would I say something like that? So Shukaku was trapped in a giant crystal ball and taken who knows where by the lady standing in front of me.
That doesn't mean I should speak like that… Even to myself…
I touched my forehead. I felt normal skin; Nothing sandy, grainy, or even bumpy; Just smooth, soft skin. I sighed. It felt so strange… Yeah, I have felt my skin before, but never like this… Not with just me, myself, and I…
I closed me eyes, searching for any presence other than in my own in the black pits of my mind. My eyelids opened slowly.
Amunet was twirling her crystal ball around her hand expertly, making it move as if it was on wires. She was resting her head on her chin and was watching her ball with a bored expression.
She quickly noticed I was watching her and her bored smirk flickered to me.
"So." She cooed. "How do you feel Subaku no Gaara?"
Unknown origins of rage swept over my body. I glared at her will all of my purpose. How dare she call me Subaku no Gaara! She waltzes into my mind, seals my demon, and takes out private information like my old title! How dare she! I twitched.
My eyes widened yet again, and a cold sweat dripped from my deep red hair. There was something wrong with me… I am never this angry at anything. Shukaku was the one who had the anger management issues, not me. I breathed in deeply, trying to calm myself. I was just Gaara! There is no 'Subaku no' in it! 'Subaku no Gaara' is my sick outer shell made by the putrid sand tanuki that used to control my every movement and kill thousands. You'd think that if she had been in my mind she would have figured out that all by herself!
"I'm sorry…" I said quietly, trying to control my shock of my anger. "I don't know who that is."
Amunet slapped her small and to her head. "Of coarse you wouldn't! What could I have been thinking! The one I am thinking of is just Gaara!" She smiled, as if to correct her mistake.
I glared and a low growled came form between my lips.
She winced.
"Umm… What are we talking about? There is no Gaara here!" She turned and laughed in the direction of where a forgotten Lee was standing.
He stared at both of us with confused eyes.
"Why would we speak of some strange person when we should be congratulating Kazan for escaping the clutches of Shukaku!"
Lee still looked extremely confused.
"I say we have a party! I have wine in the back!" She shuffled away from the purple draped stool she had been sitting in when she went into my mind, and walked over to a bright glass cabinet. There were sparkling bottles of many colors: some red, others a glittering green, there was even a clear one with hair like wisps in it. She reached her hand in, and pulled out a large whine bottle full on neon pink liquid.
I could see Lee stare in wonder at the liquid, and I could feel my own skin twinge in disgust at the color. I HATE pink. Amunet skipped back with an extremely happy smile on her face. She skipped over to a large poofy sofa that was a few feet away from Lee and plopped down. The poof on the piece of furniture puffed up past the top of her thighs.
"Come! Sit down! We must enjoy ourselves!" She whipped out three goblets out of no where and placed them into the air, where they stayed as if on a table. She poured the grossly colored drink into the cups while humming to herself. She was just about done with the second cup when she jumped up and pointed her toe at Lee. "There are some cakes next to the cabinet. Lee, would you be a dear and pick a few for the three of us?" She cooed.
Lee blinked at the strange women, and walked quickly over to the cabinet.
I couldn't really tell what he was really doing since I was just looking at his awesome body. So long and lean, and yet rippling with strong muscles that had been stretched over countless hours of training. I was drooling at the thought of Lee all sweaty, breathless, and…
I shivered, trying to get hold of myself.
I limped over to the large couch, and sat on the side, trying not to sink onto it. My attempt didn't work. The couch was so deep that that my legs folded past my head. I could hear Amunet snickering at me. When I finally got my self-back to my original position –aka, standing up but leaning against the arm rest- I saw the female rolling around the couch in laughter, and Lee staring at me with his big brown eyes with bright colored cakes in his hands.
He kept on staring at me when I flushed and took my bright drink from the air. I sipped it slowly, closing my eyes trying not to look at the vile color. The flavor wasn't that bad. Only like extremely old grapes that have been rotting for the past fifty years. It was so tasty that I had to spit it out back into the cup.
My eyes rose up to Lees and stared at him through droopy eyes. He looked nervous as he placed the three-frilly cakes down, and picked up his own goblet of the disgusting solution. He swirled it around before taking a slow sip. He shuddered and tried to swallow, but only succeeded in coughing back up the pink puss just as I did. He flushed at Amunet as she stared at the two of us with big amused eyes over her second goblet. Her eyes twinkled happily as they drifted over the pink splotches across the floor.
"Uh… I forgot that we are under the age for drinking… So…" Lee said silently. He put the goblet into the air; it sat just like before.
Amunet laughed. "Forgive me. Where I come from, anyone can have wine! If they can reproduce, they can drink." She winked at something, but I couldn't tell what. "Try the cakes now!" She chugged her second goblet, and then poured her third.
Because our previous experience, it would be obvious that Lee and I were a little nervous to consume anything else that the strange women offered. Lee was the first to move toward the heavily frosted, creamy white and fake cherry red cake. He took out the fork –it was shaking- and placed it into the thick frosting. After taking apiece away, we could tell that the cake had some type of filling in it. It was darker than dirt.
"It's only chocolate." Amunet said threw a mouthful of the dessert.
Lee placed the cake in his mouth. The next second he was scarfing it down as if it was the best thing he had ever had on the face of the planet, and this piece was the last in existence. I couldn't help but gock at him.
He looked at me with heart like eyes and grumbled something that sounded like, "Jyu mush grie dish!"
I cocked an eyebrow at him, and lowered my eyes to my cake. What is the flavor that makes Lee look at it like it's his lover…?
I took a confused bite and melted. The taste was amazing. Everything was fluffy and yet was not sweet at all. I couldn't tell the exact flavor, but I knew I just had to have more. Just like Lee had done moments before, I was scarfing down the cake. I could hear Lee thank Amunet for the cure, and the food. I stood up, licking my hands, and scurried to the cabinet to get more cakes. Amunet said something about asking us to come again soon. I grabbed one of the cakes and shoved it in my mouth. I heard Lee yell my fake name in shock over the muffled noises of the cake being chewed.
It was so delicious! I felt a hand on my back and whipped around, frosting flying from my face. Lee stared at me with shocked eyes. God, he looked cute like that. I grabbed another piece of the amazing dessert and stared at Lee with big puppy dog eyes. He must of thought I was cute too since he turned bright red.
I was about to cram the cake into my mouth when I was slammed to a wall. The pain made my legs buckle from beneath me and I fell on all fours. I stared at my pusher-downer through stunned eyes and saw Lee.
His eyes were humorous, embarrassed, and angered all at the same time. What a strange facial expression… Hmm…
I crammed the cake into my mouth, and crawled over to the cabinet to get more.
"Kazan! Knock it off!" A voice yelled.
I laughed as I stacked cakes into my arms. I turned my head over to Amunet, and saw her laughing hysterically. It must have been a funny picture. A previously demon controlled boy covered with mounds of frosting, stuffing countless amounts of cakes into him mouth, and another boy beyond frustrated with the other for being so rude. Well, I didn't really care what Lee was doing… I just wanted some more cakes! YAY CAKE!
I suddenly felt warmth all around me and I then suddenly saw the ceiling of the purple covered room. I was shifted to something warm and hard, and I saw one of my cakes fall onto what ever it was. It was Lee's chest. Lee had picked me up bridal style. Wait…. WHAT THE FUDGE?! My arms shook like crazily and a large piece of cake landed right on his face. It was a funny sight. The only way to get the cake off his face was to lick it off… I laughed evilly at the thought.
We suddenly whipped around before I could act on my thoughts. It was so fast I almost puked.
"Amunet! I am so sorry for Kazan's actions! Please forgive us!"
Amunet couldn't hear us over her laughter.
With a flustered frown on his face, Lee carried me out of the building and out into the blue pathway of the lake. Oh, if he only knew what was running threw my head… How tasty the cake and his skin would be together… Oh, god….
About an hour later, we were on the shore of the lake and far away from the entrance to the water pathway. Lee had sadly washed away the frosting with water, and I made myself sulk underneath a tree a few yards away from him with my wonderful cake. Don't give me wrong, I love the cake, but it would taste so much better if it was on the boy right in front of me. If I just…
Wait… Right in front of me? Why am I being lifted up? Why is the hot man who I like so much giving me an angry glare? Why am I being carried to the waters edge? Why- oh, fuck.
"LEE! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" I yelled as I tried to get myself out of the water. I whipped my face with my arm and tried to get the water out of my eyes. Wait! My cakes were in my arms! I looked down and sure enough my heavenly cakes were devolving into the water. I screamed.
"Kazan you need to calm down." Some voice said. I was trying too hard to get the soggy cakes back together. I continued to scream and described in high-pitched wails how tasty the cakes were.
"Kazan, knock it off!" He slapped the dessert mush out of my hands. I dived after them and landed hard in the water.
"GAARA!" I froze, face inches from the waves, body submerged under the once clear water, and frosting dissolving off of every inch of my body.
I stared up at the other male with big shocked eyes and a gaping mouth.
He froze and placed his hand behind his head. "I am sorry… I do not know why I said that name… It… just came out…" He looked down at me finally.
I still stared at him with shock. But not how you would think. Inside I was literally dancing. He said my actual name! It sounded so sweet when he said it! I wanted to tie him to a tree and make him say my name a billion times! I rose slowly, my eyes still wide. I so badly wanted to make him say my name again. To feel him beneath me. What ever it took I wanted it. I was about a foot from him, when I raised my hand to him. He looked from my hand to my face a few times, and it was obvious that he was confused. Oh, I was so close… So close.
The next second, he was out of the water, and walking from the shore. "Come on, Kazan! I want to show you the town!"
I sighed. So close, and yet so far… I strode out of the water, and walked with him to town.
"Over there is the academy where young boys and girls learn to become ninjas, and over there is the book store." Lee said as he showed us around. He paused next to a giant heap of rubble.
I just wanted to keep going, but he seemed to be frozen to the ground.
He stared at me with sad eyes. "This was the store you destroyed… Wasn't it?"
My face was emotionless and I nodded.
He faced toward the rubble again, and was like that for a few minuets. He then smiled suddenly and gave me a grand smile. "It was Shukaku's fault however! Not yours! We shall not fret about what happened in the past!" He grabbed my hand and sprinted away.
Blocks away from the store, he finally slowed down, not once saying anything. When he did stop, however, it was extremely fast, and our hands shot apart. I almost fell down. His eyes were locked on something that was far away, and he seemed to have stopped breathing. A blush was also creeping up onto his cheeks. I wanted to know what or who was doing that to him and what I saw made me extremely angry.
A female.
How could a female catch my Lees attention?
Yes, I said it. My Lees attention.
She looked exactly like another female that has crossed our path today. She had bright pink hair –god, I have had ENOUGH WITH PINK - had slim figure, practically nothing up front, and stood like she was extremely bored. What was so special about this girl?
I hate her for catching Lee's attention.
"Sakura-chan! How nice it is to see you!"
A sweet name for a sweet girl. Ugh, disgusting.
"Oh... Hi Lee... How are you?"
I hate how her voice rang threw the air, so bored sounding, without a care in the world.
"Oh, I am doing very well, thank you!" He put a hand behind his head and blushed even darker. He must have been very attracted to her.
I hate how she makes him blush... I can only do that if I think really hard about it. She doesn't even have to move!
She turned to me with bright emerald eyes. She looked me up and down, and started to turn red in the cheeks. "Lee... Who is this?" She asked, not once taking her eyes off of me.
She looks at me how Lee looks at her. I hate how she ignores him. I hate that she sees me attractive when she doesn't know how wonderful Lee is.
"Oh! Yes! This is my friend Kazan! Kazan! Say 'Hello' to Sakura!"
I glared at her and nudged my head.
"It's nice to meet you." Sakura said with a smile.
I wanted to puke. The way she smiles sweetly. The way her lips purked up ever so gently. Did I mention that I hated sweet stuff? If she was a food, she would be a ten pound cake of pure sugar covered with chocolates, frosting, jaw breakers, cotton candy, and any other sweet junk there is out there. I shivered just thinking about it. She was so sweet I could feel my teeth rot as if my mouth was infested with cavities.
How could Lee like this thing standing before us? She obviously paid too much attention to herself, and probably fell for every jackass in the town. That must be one reason why she was looking at me in such a way. She has awful taste.
I hate her for it.
"Umm... Sakura-chan...?" Lee said quietly.
Sakura nodded her head toward him, never taking her eyes off of me.
I hated how she scanned over every feature. I wanted to gorge her eyes out.
"I was wondering... If... you would like to go out with me later this week?"
Her face immediately turned red.
Inwardly I smiled. She will look like that when I strangle her. However, I realized that she was going to do.
"Lee!" She practically screamed. "How dare you ask me out on another date!"
Another?
"How many times do I have to tell you that I am not interested?! How many times do I have to say I wouldn't be caught dead with a creepy big eyed, spandex wearing, spazzy, overly dramatic creep like you! I've had enough Lee! GET. LOST!"
Lee stared at her with big shocked eyes, and his mouth was gapping open like a fish.
My blood was boiling. Every word that had come out of her mouth had made me twitch with anger. She was so oblivious to who she was talking to; Someone who was offering himself on a gold platter of love and a momentarily demon free sand controller who was ready to blow any moment.
"Al-alright Sakura-chan... I understand... Good day..." He started to walk off slowly. She turned to me with bright eyes and even a bright smile.
I wanted to rip her face into pieces.
"Sorry you had to see that! I can't count how many times that creep has tried to ask me out!"
Creep?!
"He's just getting sooo annoying! I couldn't take it anymore!" She turned her head away and her cheeks turned red again. "But... if you asked me out, it would probably be a different story..." She turned her head up to me as if expecting a friendly smile, and twinkling eyes wishing for love... A face Lee would give to her any moment of the day if she hadn't been so bloody cruel to him.
Instead my livid eyes pierced into her own and my mouth carved into an angry scowl. "I wouldn't go out with you if you were the last piece of humanity left in existence."
I stormed away, hearing her gasp and perhaps the sound of soon to be tears.
'That was quite a show.'
I froze. I was not expecting, at all, to hear my demons dark voice again. I was fearful at first, but my hatred for the girl made me strong.
'Ahh... Shukaku... You have awoken early...'
'I have to say, that witch has a lot of power in that eye of hers, but not even that could keep ME down. And the anger you showed that girl! Ha! If I didn't even know any better, I'd say that you were me!'
I growled. I had just met the girl, and I wanted to make her life a living hell, and Skukaku was just the thing I needed to do that. 'Oh, shut it you stupid raccoon. I have a proposal to make.'
'Oh? And that would be, you little sick scheming worm you?'
'Something we can take BOTH of our anger out on,' I growled with an evil smile curling onto my face.
'Heh heh heh... I'm listening.'
It was very late when a pink hared female dragged her feet to her front door. Her cheeks were stained with tears, and she was sniffling pitifully. Taking in a deep breath, she pushed her door opened and stumbled into a cool living room. She had been crying over her old love, Sasuke, who had left her a few months ago, and over the boy who was with Lee earlier. He looked almost hotter than Sasuke, but his temper was much worse. And yet... She could understand why he didn't want her. She wasn't exactly nice to Lee and from what she could tell, Kazan -if that's what the red heads name was - liked him very much.
She laughed to herself as she placed her purse on the counter, and started to walk toward the staircase.
'I think I might have insulted a fan of Lees...' She thought to herself.
She laughed openly now, thinking it was impossible for someone to like, let alone love, a freak like Lee. His looks were horrible, his styles of clothes were hideous, and it seemed like he was gay with his teacher.
'''Gai Sensei!' 'Lee,'" Sakura replayed in her head. She sniggered and started to climb her stares, her spirits rising.
She paused in front of her door, fist on the knob, and head resting on the hard wood.
'What is Lee doing with a guy like Kazan, anyway? I have never seen Kazan in my life, and yet here he is, walking with the worst possible example of a ninja there is!' She knew how strong Lee was, but honestly, she didn't really care.
'Must have been showing him around...' She thought as she pushed her door open. She sighed with contentment as she stared into her room; her light pink walls reflecting off the moon light, the desk in the corner with many assorted scrolls and the sort. Her soft, plush bed, welcomed her with it's neat folds and cloud like structure. She stumbled over to it, and fell onto it, smiling happily as the comforter fluffed out under her weight. She kicked off of her shoes, and crawled up to her pillow, taking in its scents.
'I'll just forget about Lee and his little friend Kazan. It's not like I'll ever see him again.'
She rolled over onto her side and yawned loudly. She was asleep in seconds.
A red hared boy sat on the roof of a building across the street from where Sakura lived. He was squatting down with his forearms resting on his knees. His balance was perfect, so he wasn't worried about falling into the street, no matter how close he was to the edge. His green eyes glared into the window where the pink hared girl was sleeping.
'How dare she sleep so calmly after what she did to him...' He growled angrily to himself.
'She doesn't have a care in the world that she is in mortal danger... Heh heh heh...' A dark voice chuckled back to him.
'Shut up Shukaku. Are you ready for this?'
'Hell yes I'm ready!' His voice was crackling with anticipation and excitement.
'Good. Now... lets make some wood BURN.'
The boy lifted up a piece of paper and rubbed it between his fingers roughly. He took in a deep breath, and blew out quickly. A blast of fire shot out from the paper and slammed itself into the wall of Sakura's house.
Sakura jumped out of bed as soon as she heard a bizarre slamming sound. She looked around blinking slowly at everything, starting to think that she had imagined it.
Just when she was about to climb back into her bad, the sound echoed threw the halls once more. She whipped around and stared at her opened door.
'I swear I closed that thing...' She walked up to it cautiously and looked out of it. Every thing seemed fine.
A crackling sound rumbled deeply from somewhere in the living room.
She took a step toward the stares and leaned over to possibly see what was going on. A flicker of red and orange caught her attention.
'Fire!' She yelled in her head.
She leaped down the stares and rushed to the fire, which had burned a hole in the wall and was crawling its way to her sofa. She went to get some water from her sink, when it leaped at her hissing furiously and flickering darkly. For a moment, it seemed to be telling her something, but she ignored it. She got as much water as she could into a bucket she found, and dumped it on the fire.
It didn't work.
Instead, the fire hissed, angrier than ever, and sped across her living room, leaving a trail of hot flames across her carpet. It leaped up the wall, consuming in everything and leaving it in a burnt crisp.
A rather thick flame rippled its way toward Sakura, who was gapping at the fire with shock. It slithered over to her, and came extremely close before Sakura reacted. She picked up a fire extinguisher that was lying around and blasted it at the fire.
Nothing.
It crept closer, threatening to burn her.
She looked around franticly, noticing that the rest of the fire had engulfed her whole living room, and started to climb up her stares. Smoke caught her attention, and she took in a deep breath of it accidentally. It was horribly raw, and tasted like every thing wrong in the earth in one breath. Somehow, this reminded her of someone who she knew.
In her daze of trying to figure out who it reminded her of, the small flame jumped onto her and burned her skin. She screamed in pain and fell over. The flame seemed to have stopped to observe her sadly, before it crept closer. It singed her arms, making her scream again.
"Nothing is working!" She screamed on the top of her lungs.
"Of coarse it's not working." A dark voice growled. "This is no ordinary fire."
Sakura rolled over quickly and came face to face with a red-haired boy. He was kneeling over her, with an angry expression on his face.
"Oh, Kazan! Thank god you are here! This fire! It's every where! And it won't go away!"
Kazan glared at her. "Like I said, it isn't ordinary fire. It's Personality Fire. It gets an emotion from someone and attaches itself to another. In this situation, the person its emotion has come from is Lee's." His eyes drifted over to the stare case.
'Heh heh heh... Looks like Lee's fire is interested in the girls room!' A voice growled in amusement.
Sakura gasped at the extra voice she heard and stared at Kazan in horror.
"Who was that?" She coughed, as she took in a breath of the awful smoke.
"No one of your concern." Kazan said as he stood up and walked into the flaming living room. She was about to call out to him to say it wasn't safe, but instead gasped in shock as he walked into the fire as if it was nothing. Nothing in fact, because the fire retreated from where he stepped. It looked like he had his own little fire protection bubble as he walked deeper and deeper into the blaze. "You know... You really shouldn't let your emotions control you like they do..." Kazan said as he watched the flames pick apart a photo of the girl's family. "They tend to make people angry."
Sakura thought about this for a moment and stared at the boy. "Why would the fire be attacking me? Lee likes me."
Kazan turned toward her with an increasingly angry expression. "He doesn't like you. He loves you. And you're too blind to see that! You are a stuck up little rat and this is exactly what you deserve!"
Sakura stared at him with shock, not expecting such a harsh outburst from him.
He lowered his head and growled, "Have you noticed how Lee always comes back to you, even though you yell and punch him away? Have you noticed how the fire does not dim even you splash water at it? This fire is the love that you have been ignoring, and it has had enough." He walked back to her, and leaned over the girl.
A little flame leaped onto her, and started to dance around her body. She screamed in pain. She gasped quickly and yelled, "How do you know this?"
Kazan's eyes flickered with grim amusement. He placed a hand on her burning cheek as if to sooth her.
She sighed thinking that he was going to lift her away from Lee's passionate fire, and take her to safely. She imagined quickly about how his lips would feel against hers.
"Because my own fire burns for Lee."
She stared at him blankly, and winced as the fire curled around her. So she was right. This boy did like Lee…
"My fire has been left to die for so long. It has been hated and despised. Until I met Lee, that is. My fire burns bright when he is around, and it worms me to the core. If you could just get over yourself, you might realize how beautiful Lee is." He got up and stared into the fire. He took in a deep breath of the smoke before turning to walk out of the hole in the wall.
"Wait!" Sakura screamed. "Aren't you going to help me?"
Kazan turned to her with blank eyes.
"No. You do not care for it, but it cares for you. It will give you the attention that it has been craving to give you since you have been blowing it off."
The fire started to grow bigger as if feeding off of the boy's words. It stared to swallow the girl and her lungs screamed their loudest.
"I bid you a farewell Sakura."
She stared at him with big, terrified eyes; terrified that he would be the last thing she would ever see.
"I leave you here to burn in the love of Lee."
