Amaya woke to a pounding headache and a sore body. I sat in a dark room and my limbs were tied together. I knew why I was here, it wasn't a cliche moment where I would forget where or why I was there. The people who had kidnapped me brought me to this place and I am pretty sure I know why they wanted me.
"Well, if it isn't sleeping beauty, awake from you nap already?" The voice sent a shiver down my spine.
"Hello Father, long time no see, thirteen years. Quite an entrance back into society, kidnapping the Kazekage's friend and guest at his home." I coldly poured out the words.
"I'm surprised you remembered me. It has been so long, I missed you my little night rain. (AN Amaya means night rain in Japanese) Did you miss your daddy?" His words brought back memories, the memories were painful things to remember how happy we had been. Father smiled at my lack of words, it was a seemingly innocent thin, but I knew he was all but innocent.
"What do you want with me?' I snapped at him, I was truly curious of why I was here.
"Isn't it obvious? I want my family back, but if you want the real answer I will tell you this, you are very pretty and could be married into a rich family. I need to be in your life if you are to inherit money."
"Inherit, you say that like my wealthy husband would die and I would get the money." And then it struck me! "You are going to marry to a rich man, kill him, then kill me so you can have all the money!" I was horrified! The man walked forward and tapped my nose.
"Well aren't you a smart one!" He smiled brightly and closed his eyes. I took the opportunity to forcefully pull my legs up and hit him in a tender spot between his legs.
"You ungrateful bitch!" He hissed and backed away. "You should be taught a lesson!" He pulled out a lighter. "Maybe a little fire will do the trick!" What? Horrified I pulled away from the crazed man and tried to escape his plans, but he reached out with his free hand and pulled me close. My father held the flame up to the fabric of my shirt and I helplessly watched the fabric catch on fire and spread up towards my stomach. It didn't hurt at first, but then the full effects of the flame came alive. My scream pierced the air and I faded out of consciousness.
I awoke to the same burning pain, but I was no longer on fire. The blistered skin cut deep into the flesh, it was obviously a third degree burn. I tried to sit up but the pain was too great, so I laid on the ground in anguish, pure torturous anguish. I sat there for God knows how long and waited. A small light appeared in the room, it was the door being open, the person entering carried a small but bright flashlight and made their way to me. My heart pounded harder and harder as the person came closer and closer. I didn't recognize the face of the man when his features could be seen.
"I am here to make sure the burn doesn't kill you." The strange man told me. He didn't have to pull up her shirt for it was already burned away in the place around the burn, leaving a few scraps of fabric to cover my bra. The man pulled out a bottle and sprayed the contents on the burn, got up and left. I was alone again. I wish I knew where I was or what was going on outside of the prison walls, but I didn't. I wish Gaara was here, I could imagine his sand picking me up and carrying me. I must be imagining things, but I felt myself rocking, almost as if I was being carried by the sand. That was when I realized the door was open again and in it stood the master of the sand himself. Gaara pulled me towards him and when i was close enough the sand placed my in the Kazekage's strong arms.
"Are you hurt!" His eyes and voice filled with worry as he carries my out of the dark. Then he saw the burn. His worry was replaced with anger and the sand started to swirl around his feet. "Who is the man we caught? And why do you look like him?" I sighed and released a painful breath.
"I see you have met my father. He is the one who did this to me." Gaara looked appalled at my words, but he didn't say anything other than telling me to sleep. And so, in his arms I drifted off to sleep.
Sorry it has been a while since I posted, I have just been so busy lately and I am just exhausted. The burn part was inspired by my twin sister because yesterday she accidentally poured boiling water on her leg and had to go to the hospital, but she is okay. Man, I feel bad about not posting but it is also because only one person left a review! Come on guys! It hurts me that y'all wont say anything and it is really sad, I hope you will review, please, to make me feel better. Okay... well bye... :,(