A/N: I'm running out of ideas T-T sad but true. Ah well, I hope this chapter does for now. Enjoy (:
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It was as if someone had splashed cold water on her face. Layuki suddenly realised what she was doing and she quickly pulled her hand back as if it had been burned. She looked down at her feet and saw sand beginning to swirl around. Once more she looked at his face, and she slowly began to back away. Her eyes were wide with shock and she desperately tried to figure out what had over come her to do that, to touch him.
Gaara looked at her for a moment more and slowly he lifted his hand. Layuki looked down and saw the sand begin to rise above her knees. She didn't even think, she tried to turn around and run away, but the sand quickly moved to her waist, where it began to slow down, holding her still. A sudden mood change swept over her, and her mind was flooded with anger.
"Do you like, have a killing complex or something? Why the bloody hell do you keep trying to put me on my deathbed? Tell me. I won't let you kill me until I get some answers!" Layuki snapped at him. Going over her response in her head, it made absolutely no sense even to her, but she didn't care. It actually looked like he was going to answer her. The sand had stopped when it reached just above her waist, and she could move and waver her arms around in frustration.
"I am a monster. I killed my mother when I was born. Killing other people is the only way to prove my existence, call it a bloodlust if you will. You wouldn't understand, you probably have never faced tragedy." His voice was monotone, but it was dripping with desire, desire for her blood; the bloodlust he had mentioned was kicking in. He had paused before answering, not knowing why he was delaying the girl's death. Layuki tried to look see his eyes again, one last time; but, his head was drooped and his blood-red hair shagged over his aquamarine orbs. As she was racking her brains for what to say, she laughed at him, a dry humourless laugh.
"You think I haven't faced tragedy? That's a good one. Ask anyone in the village; I probably have one of the hardest pasts that anyone will be able to think of. My mom died giving birth to me too…whoop-dee-doo! That's no reason to go around ending people's lives so you can fulfill your own. I mean, look at me: do I look like some deranged psychotic killer to you? No, exactly.
"And I'm not a retard. I know you're a jinchuuriki, see these eyes," She paused as she pulled her bottom eyelids down with her forefingers, "my eyes are used for more than just seeing people on the outside. Well, I guess they're only good for seeing you on the outside, but that's not the point. I know what's inside you; it's almost the exact same thing that's inside Naruto-kun. But you don't see him going around and slaughtering every person that he sees. Because he's found a reason for life, it's about time you find one too!" She paused to take a deep breath.
She gasped as she felt the sand around her tighten, she pointed and angry finger at him. "No! I am not finished ranting yet, and you can't kill me until I am. Hell, you can't even kill me then. Dammit, would you please stop being a jerk and make this sand of yours loosen up? Anyways, you didn't answer the second part of my question. Why do you want to kill me? I've never done anything to you at all! Or are you jealous, jealous because I have people who care for me? Because I have people who care for me enough to end your life if you so much as damage mine? Ouch, ouch, ouch! Fine, sorry! Loosen up you bastard…that's it. I'm really mad now."
Layuki focused a large amount of chakra to the parts of her body that were below her waist. Twisting and turning, she let it out and somehow escaped the sand. Focusing chakra to her feet, she disappeared and reappeared behind him, so fast that neither he nor his sand had time to react.
"I've told you this once and I'll tell you again. I couldn't care less who you kill, but lay so much as a finger on my friends, then I'll kill you. That goes for anyone that lives in this village as well. The people in Konoha are my life. Take any one of them away from me, and you'll wish that you never met me. That is no empty threat. Until next time, Sabaku no Gaara." Layuki said this so fast that by the time his sand arrived to kill her, she was gone.
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Layuki was panting by the time she reached her apartment. She could still hear her heart pounding from the encounter she had just minutes ago. She went over in her head what she had said to her, hoping her little spasm of speech was convincing enough. Her building loomed over her and looked oddly uninviting.
A thought went through her mind. If she had had the courage, would she have been able to kill him? It was obvious to her that she'd caught him off guard; hell, she had even caught herself off guard. The answer was no. Even though she wanted to more than anything, she would not have been able to take away his life. When she'd threatened him earlier, it was an empty threat, despite what she'd said to him, it was a very empty threat indeed.
She looked at her apartment building once again and turned around. There would be no point in entering; she wouldn't be able to sleep anyways. It was late, and according to the position the stars were in it was about two hours past midnight, so nobody she knew would be awake. She wanted to go somewhere where she could be alone, where nobody would be able to find her. She settled on a place she hadn't been in years. Her clan compound.
Layuki stopped in front of a tall menacing gate. The households were on the very edge of Konohagakure, far away from where she lived currently. She breathed heavily from the run. Even though she knew nobody came here, she looked around to make sure there wasn't anybody watching.
The Fuyaku clan had been very social, but highly secretive at the same time. Nobody, with exceptions for Hogake's, Sannin's, elite jounin's, and ANBU members, outside the clan had been inside the compound. Another exception was when members inside sneaked them in.
Layuki smiled as she remembered, years previously, when her sister would bring Uchiha Itachi inside on days where most people were either in the village or sleeping in. Not many people had seen what was in the households. Even Layuki hasn't been inside for more than a year.
The thing that kept intruders out was the gate. A jutsu was placed on it so only members of the clan could go through. On the gate were two handles where chakra would need to be focused on. If the gate did not recognise the Fuyaku chakra, then the person would have been severely burned.
Layuki took a deep breath and begged Kami that her clan hadn't had her chakra signal removed from the gate. She grabbed onto the handles, and she was half surprised when it opened. The first thing she noticed when she stepped in was how clean it was, there were no skeletons lying around from the previous year. Her sister must have let the gate open so the ANBU would have been able to clean up after her. After that they must have closed the gate out of respect. Layuki smirked; this just showed that Satsuki had cared about the clan at least a little bit.
Out of memory, Layuki made her way to the house where her father and sister had lived. As she walked, she took in the sight of the distant hills, which the full moon shined down upon. She stopped when she reached her destination. Hesitantly, she opened the door.
It was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything at all. She felt on the wall for the light switch, she frowned when she couldn't find one. It was odd, Layuki was sure that there had always been light bulbs in the ceiling. Then she remembered that her clan made their own electricity. Forming her hands in hand signs, she pointed at the approximate place for the light bulb and shot some lightning right at it. For a moment, it was so bright she had to shield her eyes. After a couple seconds the room was nicely lit and Layuki looked around her.
The entry room was some sort of living room. There was a small couch, which was dusty from a year of inoccupation. What surprised her the most was the fact that there was writing above the wall. It was addressed to her, and it was written in blood.
Layuki could barely make it out because it was peeling so much. After a minute she realised what it said.
Layuki, look in our place.
Unconsciously, she nodded and ran out of the house, muttering under her breath and watching the light flicker out as she left. She stopped running when she reached a small clearing; it was a small park, with a small pond in the middle. Layuki ran to the pond. There were many koi floating on their stomachs, and several were just skeletons. Only one or two were still alive, presumably surviving on the bodies of their dead kin. It was off to Layuki that at a time like this she was thinking of animals and cannibalism. She laughed at herself and shook her head, walking over to the edge of the water.
She took off her shoes and walked into the water, wincing at its coolness. When she reached a patch of reeds, she stopped and plunged her hands into the water, feeling for the familiar box covered in plastic.
After digging her hands into the mud, she got up into a standing position, package in her hands. Ignoring the temptation to open it right there, she trudged back to land and shook the water from her slender legs. She sat down beside her shoes and took the box out of the bag. Slowly, she opened the lid and took out the only unfamiliar thing she saw…
A/N: Hm, I have problems getting Gaara's personality right and that's beginning to piss me off...maybe it'll be easier to portray him in shippuuden..?
Ah well. Thanks for reading! Reviews are appreciated :D
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