Black Roses666: And here is chapter ten! Wow, two digits already? This is awesome! Thanks for all my reviewers! You don't know how much I appreciate it, especially since I now have 72 reviews! Time for the ever so awaited for reviewer replies:

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Tenth Dance:Similarities

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Once again, night has swept over the Sand Village for the fifth time since the Mist girl arrived with her younger brother. Eighteen years of this pain of darkness, was how Gaara described the night. He sat on the rooftop, happier now that he has perfect knowledge that she couldn't dance, especially with her broken ankle.

He couldn't wait until her little brother is fully cured and then the both of them would leave, never to return to Sand. Then he wouldn't have to tolerate her presence any longer. He hated her. She is simply too perfect to be loved.

"She doesn't deserve to live…" he whispered, "she should die…"

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Up until that time, Olha was still looking out the window with her tear stained eyes. The silent wind crashed her window, as if pleading her to open it. The bluenette closed her eyes and opened the glass structure. The wind swept in and flipped a few pages of the book she had on her lap.

She closed her eyes, listening to the breeze sing to her the song of peace and silence. It didn't take long before she opened her eyes, facing the book, and heard its precious words talk.

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There was one thing left for her to do, approach the demon and, as hard as it is, apologize. She cannot get this simple thing off her chest. She needs to say she was sorry or this will stick to her conscience for the years o come…

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She took a deep breath. There was no kidding. She cannot live if she doesn't apologize to the people she hurt, even if that person is the notorious Gaara of the Desert.

Without contemplating a bit more on the topic in hand and what to do with it, she grabbed her cane and limped towards the outside world to do the daring; apologize to the Demon of Sand.

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The red-haired Sand shinobi twitched the moment he sensed someone coming. There was only one person in existence that could have the guts to walk along this street at night, that Mist girl, Olha Livarte, daughter of the Mizukage, heir to the Livarte clan throne.

There was no mistake about it. Her dark blue hair looked like the black of the midnight sky with no stars; her innocent, bright blue pools seem to glitter. The only flaw in the image was that she was limping, placing most of her weigh on the cane.

She continued her small journey before stopping and taking a breath. She looked up at the rooftop, where she saw the fearsome Kazekage. It sent shivers down her pine to even know that they made eye contact, but she wasn't there to cower in fear. No, she was there to apologize for what she said to him.

But then, how do you attract the attention of the infamous Sand Demon? Olha unexpectedly managed it when she said he sentence,

"We aren't that different, you know?"

How she knew she got his attention, you ask? Simple, Gaara squinted his eyes in an I-don't-know-what-you're-saying manner. His confusion humored the female as she came closer towards him. He seemed to be lost, collecting his thoughts, which was good news for her. She managed to go up the rooftop (she's a ninja. ANYTHING is possible) and sit beside the sand bearer.

"You have a deadly demon in you…" That was Gaara's voice. The female felt almost insulted at the question.

"I'm not a demon…" she spoke in a near chuckling manner. She wasn't aware of Gaara's intense stares, so, she continued on, "but just like you, I am an outcast…"

"Impossible…" Gaara shook his head instinctively, "you're the daughter of the Mizukage, the heir to the Livarte family throne, and a full fledged Mist citizen. How can you be an outcast?"

"You're father was the Kazekage, you are the current Kazekage, and you're a full fledged Sand citizen. How can you be a monster?" Olha retorted, crossing her arms.

What she said managed to make Gaara stare at her once again. The bluenette lowered her defensive stance with a sigh. With a simple glance at his eyes, they were equal. No emotion came across but the sense of honesty.

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"When I was dancing…" Olha stated, "did you…by any chance…notice anything…?"

The Kazekage gave her a nod. "The wind…" was all he replied. After all, besides the wind, it was just a normal dance performance. Each movement executed gracefully, as if sh had been dancing all her life.

"Who do you think was controlling it?"

The question caused Gaara to narrow his eyes. After a few seconds, he regained his cold expression, shaking his head.

"Impossible…Mist citizens specialize in water techniques. If it was you who controlled the wind then that would make you-"

"-an outcast?" Olha finished.

Gaara's eyes widened, his jaw lightly dropped, his expression looked like some sort of shock.

"You see…?" Olha sighed, noticing her companion's frozen state, "even I am far from perfect…"

The Sand shinobi regained his composure and crossed his arms. "Why did you suddenly bring up this topic?"

"Well…" she looked up, "Kankurou told me your story…that you were a demon, and how your father tried to kill you…"

"So?"

"I realized…we really aren't that different…"

Gaara looked up, Olha continued her piece.

"I never had any friends…well, I did but I lost them…"

"You killed someone…"

"Unknowingly, by accident…"

"That was when you discovered you monstrous power…"

"And when I became the target for killing…"

"But every attempt failed…"

"Yet I suffered every consequence…"

Both looked at each other. They have been locking eyes on one another after realizing that they were finishing each other's sentences.

"What consequences?" Gaara inquired.

"I…my…father wanted me dead for embarrassing his name, so, my graduation exam was to fight the last person who believed in me, and who trusted in me. It was…a fight to the death…"

"And you killed her, causing you to graduate…but suffer the loss of your last friend…"

"In the chuunin exam, I had to fight the strongest competitor…I passed and managed to kill him…"

"But made yourself hated around the village…"

Olha raised a brow. "yes…exactly…"

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After a few more seconds of locking eyes on one another. Gaara finally asked another question, "what else did my older brother tell you…?

The bluenette thought for a moment.

"He told me about your uncanny ability to control sand…"

"And…?"

"We are different at that…"

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you wonder why I had to courtesy before the wind teleported us?" (if you don't remember, please refer to Chapter 7)

"Why then? You can only control wind by dancing? Seriously…"

"…"

"Seriously?"

With a small chuckle, Olha nodded.

"Yes, but just like you, when my guard is down, the wind protects me…"

"Which explains why it blew me away…but why not in crowds?"

"I have done enough suffering in my village…and I don't want your to suffer the same…"

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After more silence, Olha laid back onto the roof's surface. The sky simply looked majestic at that time of night. The stars above gave everything a significant glow.

"I have never…never seen the sky at night…"

Gaara looked at her once more.

"I was always in my room…it was my only sanctuary left…"

He saw her eyes starting to sparkle. It wasn't out of sheer happiness…it was different because her eyes turned back dull when water fell…tears…

"Aside from that room…there's nothing else…nothing…no one would accept me…"

She closed her eyes as more of the salty liquid fell. It created small rivers on her face, ruining the image she had amongst the people of Sand.

"The real reason why I'm here is…because I wanted to apologize…I shouldn't have shouted at you…it was my fault…so if…if you want to kill me…it's alright…"

Gaara clenched his fist, remembering how much he did want to kill her. He started to remember how much hate he felt towards her…just because he thought that she was perfect…

"So do what you ant…it's not like anyone would care what happens to m…after all…I'm an outcast in Mist, and somehow a threat to Sand…"

With that said, she dozed off to sleep, breathing calmly and lightly. The heavy weight of guilt was lifter away by the silent breeze. Stars shone an twinkled as if saying a message to the Monster of Sand.

He got up and approached the Mist girl. Tears fell from her face even though she as subconscious. The bright blue lakes on her face seemed to have started their journey down a waterfall.

"We…really aren't that different…"

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Black Roses666: Okay, I know it's not as long as the previous one but who cares! Olha has apologized to Gaara! Wohoo! Please review! See ya!