White Rose

Yeah... I bring you chapter 14

Since I got so many reviews on chapter 13 I just couldn't let you guys wait very long ^^

So thank you to all my reviewers for motivating me (and helping with the content since I like to read the reviews while developing it): HeartsWillToWrite, katarauchiha653719, Animestar001, koodori-mayonaka-hana and invisible-gurl

Next point on the list is a thank you to Jxmorphine for the fave and writingnonstop for the alert

Of course a big thank you goes to my boyfriend for beta-reading: love you!

So this chapter isn't as long as the last one, but I guess that's mainly because I hardly ever write a battle scene D: sorry for the short battle, I will try to improve that next time. As a compensation for that, this chapter reveals some secrets!!! =3

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Unforgivable

Muffled pleas escaped the white haired girl's mouth. She pleaded just for one single thing: Gaara. That was all she wanted, that was all she said. Crying she pleaded for him, but no one would understand what she was saying since she was gagged. The thought of him consumed her so much that she didn't even mind her bleeding wound. His name echoed through her mind, repeating itself endlessly.

Somehow she felt dizzy, her sight slowly fading. Maybe it was the shock? The trauma? It could have also been the blood loss, she didn't know how much she had lost. Maybe that bastard poisoned her...

She didn't care. All that mattered to her was Gaara. All what she wanted, was to be with him. Bara fought for her consciousness and sanity. She knew that she would see him if she just managed to stay wake. She longed to see his face... Hear his voice...

"Don't you dare to fall asleep up there... ", the man who carried her growled. Bara had stopped pleading and somehow he didn't like that. He wanted her to be in pain, both mentally and physically. With a bright grin on his face he spanked her hard and enjoyed her muffled scream. He was so delighted by her pain, he just had to admit that he was a sadist. Playfully he fondled the bruised flesh, making the girl on his shoulder plead and squirm: "That's the way... Good girl... ", he chuckled. Luckily he had tied her hands behind her back so she couldn't hammer on his spine. That would have been annoying...

Meanwhile in the Kazekage's office a loud argument was going on. On one side of the room stood five people and on the opposite side another five. They were leaders of some clans in Suna, currently arguing about who was right and who was not. Their issue was quite trivial, but that didn't stop them from nearly killing each other.

Gaara was in the middle of it all, his nerves nearly down to zero. At the beginning of the meeting, their behavior had been more tolerable. By now they were a pure nuisance. He couldn't concentrate a single thought, his eyes were glued to his desk. Temari stood next to his chair, thinking approximately the same as her brother. The situation was getting worse by the second. The conflict became louder and louder. Nobody noticed that a part of the noise actually came from outside of the office.

Suddenly the doors busted open and a man entered the office, his face held a mad grin. The guards that usually stood in front of the Kazekage's office lay unconscious on the floor. Oddly enough the two groups didn't mind this new commotion at all and just kept shouting at each other.

Gaara had closed his eyes and massaged his temples: "STOP! All of you!"

Every motion in the office stopped. The only person who dared to move was the man that had busted through the doors. He left for a second to grab something. As he returned he had a human thrown over his broad shoulder, everybody could see the legs hanging from his frame.

"This meeting is to be delayed to another date... Temari, bring them out... ", Gaara growled, he was pissed.

"Of course... ", she turned to the two groups, "I will assign you the next appointment as soon as you all have left the office. Follow me... ", she knew very well that her brother was close to his edge.

Since the men were scared of Gaara, they remained silent and followed his orders. It looked like a really bad idea to revolt against his words now. As Temari was about to leave she took a glance on the man's prey. Immediately her eyes widened in shock and her movement stopped.

"Temari, leave... ", the Kazekage had sensed her stopping.

She turned to her brother: "But-"

"GO!", he cut her off before she could utter another word, his tone forceful.

Temari's eyes wandered to Bara and their gazes locked for a brief moment. The white haired girl gave her friend an exhausted look that said it was okay if she left. She'd always think of everybody else first. The blonde nodded sadly before she gave that man a glare of death and left. He would pay for his crime. If Gaara wouldn't make him pay, she would do it for sure.

By the time Temari and the groups had left the Kazekage raised his voice again: "Why are you here, Okku? I was in the middle of a meeting... You knocked out my guards... You busted my doors... Why shouldn't I crush you like an insect?", he tried his best to stay calm. The muffled sounds he could hear made his insides crunch up slightly.

"I have a little present for you. It's a spy I caught. She was spying on Baki when I found her. She knew about the meetings you have. I tried to get some information out of her, but she was... uncooperative... ", Okku chuckled again.

The Kazekage stood up from his chair and scanned the being in front of him. Okku had always been somewhat strange. Gaara never understood why his father had trusted this man. He used to take care of a lot of assassinations and interrogations. He was known for torturing his prey secretly, at times he was a maniac. Okku carried somebody and by the looks of it, it was a girl. The muffled sounds came from this prey of his. The man spanked her again, enjoying her pain and squirming. Gaara's insides started to boil as he saw a strand of white hair. It couldn't be HER, could it?!

"Put the girl down", the Kazekage hissed and clenched his fists.

"Sure", Okku laughed and threw Bara brutally to the ground.

Her head met nonchalantly with the floor, pain spreading through her cranium. Her bones didn't feel much better, a crack or two could be heard. A muffled scream left her lips, the sound of it made Gaara's fingers twitch and his eyes widen. It WAS her! That's why Temari had tried to talk back. Quickly he walked up and knelled next to the girl, analyzing her status.

The man kept laughing at the painful view: "You deserve it... Bitch... "

Gaara saw a lot of wounds on the girl's body. Blood stained every cut. Her shirt was cut open and it didn't look like that happened in combat. Had he made indecent advances to her? Had he dared to rape her?! His eyes moved to her face. She looked like she had cried, but her eyes held a soft glow as their gazes met. She must have been relieved to see him. Her sight pushed a painful sting right through his chest. Fury and hatred started to wash through his body.

The boy removed her gag, giving her the chance to talk. Bara didn't have much strength at the moment, but she managed to say something: "Gaara... ", a weak smile formed on her lips. Finally she saw him, finally she was by his side.

"You dare to dishonor his name again?!", Okku growled and clenched his fist, "You are going to pay for that", his nuckles made it's way straight to her tortured body.

The girl wouldn't mind the pain that was coming to her anymore. She was where she wanted to be, that was all that mattered. With a weak smile she closed her eyes and awaited whatever was to come...

"WHAT THE HELL?!?!", Okku's movement stopped before he could touch her, his arm surrounded by sand, "Why are you protecting that spy?"

"She is a civilian, no spy", Gaara cautiously took the girl bridal style. She seemed to have fallen unconscious: "You have permitted yourself too much lately. I reckon you have gone insane... ", the boy tried his best to contain himself.

The man scoffed: "You call ME insane?!... I should have known that you're weak... Your father was so much better than you. Better than you could ever be! He should have killed you personally... Or better, he should have killed your mother before she could even bear you", he growled and fought the sand. Okku had hit a touchy nerve as these words left his mouth.

Somewhat surprised he dodged a wave of sand that was about to grab him. The second one threw him across the office, making him hit a wall. With a loud crunch the material broke and small pieces of it fell to the floor. The man started to laugh maniacally, he seemed unimpressed. Gaara had to be careful while fighting. He had to protect the girl in his arms.

Temari had heard the noise and ran upstairs to her brother, luckily the clan leaders had already left. On her way up she heard glass breaking, 'Fuck! That doesn't sound too good...', a few seconds later she reached the office. There she ran to the window and found Okku and the Kazekage fighting. Her brother seemed handicapped. As she jumped out of the broken window she realized that Gaara was carrying Bara, protecting her. Unfortunately that made it very hard for him to fight his opponent.

"Gaara!", she tried to call his attention to her. Then she grabbed her fan and blew an attack onto Okku: "I can take care of her!", the gush of wind made the man back off from his attacks for a brief moment.

The Kazekage used this time to bring the white haired girl to his sister, carefully he handed Bara over: "She needs medication, take care of that", then he left to fight again. Sand built up next to the two girls to protect them as weapons came flying.

As soon as the boy had left Bara started to feel uncomfortable. Weakly she squirmed in Temari's arms while she was brought back inside the office. The blonde placed her cautiously on the desk and pushed chakra through her body to analyze her. Temari wasn't necessarily a medical nin, but no doubt she had mastered the absolute basics. Bara had quite a number of injuries. Cuts were all over her body, bruises on her legs. The worst infraction seemed to be on her left arm. To Temari's surprise all the wounds seemed to heal on their own at an unusual high speed, 'Is this what she was talking about when she said her blood was different?...'

"Gaara... ", the white haired girl plead weakly for him, squirming on the table.

"He'll come back soon. Calm down... ", the blonde took care that Bara wouldn't fall from the desk. Sadly she turned her head to the window, searching for her brother...

In the meantime Gaara had tried to catch Okku with his sand. Mockingly the man had always fled from the Kazekage's attacks, throwing more rude insults at the boy. He was officially insane. Gaara had lost his temper, his decisions were affected by that. He would kill that damn bastard, but before he killed him, he would make him pay. Pay for what he said back in his office. But mostly pay for what he had done to Bara.

As the Kazekage's attacks became more aggressive Okku stopped his rants. He had to concentrate on dodging. Suddenly a spike managed to cut deep into one of his legs. The next wave of sand caught him, leaving him immobile. The man laughed maniacally as Gaara neared him, the sand slowly covering his body.

Okku spat on the Kazekage as soon as he was close enough: "You are just a piece of shit compared to your father", pressure was applied to his body.

"I don't care what you think... ", his hands formed the deadly jutsu, "Sabaku Kyuu."

"You are not worthy o-", his words died down.

The sand had covered his entire being, slowly crushing his frame. Gaara took his time to kill this idiot. Cracks and pops could be heard and some small parts of the sand had become crimson. "Sabaku Sousou!", the Kazekage clenched his fist and immediately his opponent was pulverized. Sand and blood fell to the ground, he never liked leaving a mess.

Slowly he calmed down, but satisfaction didn't reach his mind. Gaara ran his hand through his hair. He had to go back and look after Bara. He pulled out the pendant from his pouch to check its color. It had a more orange than yellow color. Hasty he flew back to his office, there he found the two girls. His sister looked like she had waited for him. Temari had cleaned Bara's wounds and tied up her shirt to cover her privates.

"How is she?", the Kazekage glued his eyes to the slightly squirming girl on his desk. She looked like she was having a nightmare.

"She has some wounds, but she will heal them all until tomorrow early morning. She just needs to get some rest... ", Temari eyed her brother, "I don't know why she doesn't calm down... Something terrible must have happened to her... "

Hardly audible the white haired girl plead again for Gaara.

The boy removed a strand of hair from her face, 'I couldn't save you this time... Forgive me... ', slowly she calmed down as he touched her skin. He took Bara again bridal style and turned to his sister: "Cancel everything for today... Please take care that the damage done to my office will be fixed... I'll go home... If there should be any problems, please take care of them. As long as it's not important, I don't want to be bothered."

"I'll take care of it... ", the blonde smiled sadly, "I hope she'll be fine... "

Gaara took a last glance at his sister before he left. His face might have been emotionless, but Temari had seen the sadness in his eyes. He might have been the Kazekage, but lastly he wasn't able to protect his friend. She knew that he wouldn't forgive himself for that. At least not yet...

It didn't take Gaara long to reach his apartment. Inside he placed Bara on his bed and removed his and her sandals. He stood and watched her for a few minutes, before he turned to leave her alone.

"Don't... please... ", the white haired girl was half wake and half in delirium.

Slowly he turned to her, his face unreadable.

"Don't leave me alone... please... stay... ", she lifted her hand a few inches, indicating him to take it.

He hesitated, staring at her hand. Shukaku didn't utter a single word, it seemed like he wasn't there. The boy felt strange.

"Please... ", her weak voice broke, her hand sunk back on the bed. Tears fought their way to her eyes.

Slowly he walked up to her, not really sure what he was doing. Then he sat next to her on the bed. A warm smile crept over Bara's face. She had wished herself to be near him and now she was, 'What a wonderful dream... ', she tugged his shoulder, trying to pull him down to her, but he didn't move.

After a short while he changed his sitting position. Now he was sitting completely on the bed, facing her: "What do you want?... ", his voice had a soft, unknown tone.

Bara slowly sat up, staggering a bit: "A hug... "

Again he hesitated, but a moment later he pulled her into a tight hug. His arms pressed her body firmly to him. Somehow he felt that he could protect her that way. He didn't want to let go of her anymore, at least not now: "Like this?... "

"Hmhm... ", she approved his question and closed her eyes. She felt so safe, she wouldn't want to be anywhere else: "Can I have... one more thing?", she yawned.

"Of course... ", he wondered what else she could want, but on the other side he couldn't deny her wish. Now even more than ever. After all he hadn't protected her.

Dozy she clutched her hands to his chest and half opened her eyes. Their gazes met, a slight warmth rose into her cheeks. Bara pulled herself closer to his face. Closing her eyes she gave him a kiss, caressing his lips with her own.

Gaara's eyes widened in surprise, his cheeks held a slight blush. Slowly she sank back into his arms, dozing off into a dreamless sleep. Why? This question was the only thing running through his head. All his other thoughts had left his mind. They had shared their lips before, twice. Why was it so different this time? Why did it feel so strange? He wanted more of it, but why? And most important: Why had she done it? Why?...

While his thoughts were running wild, he hugged her tighter to him. Shielding her from the world outside. Half an hour had passed before he bent forward to end his embrace and let her rest. Basing himself on his hands he watched her for a while, his body above her. Maybe if he repeated what had happened... Maybe that would help him understand...

He couldn't deny that he wanted to feel that sensation again. It had felt so good. Never had he felt anything similar. His body lowered, his face nearing her. At least he had to try and reconstruct that feeling. His mind wouldn't rest if he didn't.

Cautiously he brushed his lips against her lips. They were so soft. He closed his eyes to intensify the feeling. Then he kissed her. There it was again. That strange sensation he had felt. A second time he crushed his lips on hers, savoring this delightful feeling. A third and last time he stole Bara a kiss before he could leave the bed. The feeling of her lips was so addictive to him... He stood in the door frame and watched her. His eyes roamed over every inch of her body while his mind was trying to answer all his questions.

Gaara stopped to think about the why as he discovered something on her ankle. It looked like a tattoo. He hadn't seen this before since she usually wore her sandals and he'd never look there. The picture resembled a rose, it looked like an ornament, or a tribal. Realization struck him like a lightning. Suddenly so much made sense. Her looks, that symbol, the picture he had seen...

He walked into his office and searched through some documents. After a short while he found the dossier that carried all information about himself. Slowly he opened it and skimmed through the contents. After a few seconds he stopped at the part of his childhood. An item hung between the pages that held all the information about the sixth year of his life. It was a silky, white handkerchief. It had Bara's tattoo sewed onto one if it's edges.

That night on the playground... That girl... It hadn't been a dream like he had always been told... She had been real... The hug, the kiss on his cheek... Everything had been real... And now she lay there in his bed, sleeping. The little girl that had given hope to him as a young child. He had found her as a grown up, giving him the strangest of feelings he'd ever felt. But did she remember him? Gaara knew of her amnesia. Most probably she wouldn't remember.

He removed the hankie from the file and put it back. Then he sat into his chair. Staring at the silky fabric he asked himself if it was all just a big coincidence...

Aaaawwwww.... What a cute ending, isn't it? ^^ But don't you believe that the happy ending is near yet. It's not! HAR HAR...

So about the next story of Bara and Gaara: I've decided to name it "The Flower of Death". Like it? ^^ Since I'm quite into vampires I thought I might do a vampfic, but I'm still undecided. Anyway I won't start it until I'm done with "White Rose".

Currently I'm wondering if the summary of "White Rose" is still fine. Maybe it's too short? What do you guys think? Any ideas to change that?

Sneak preview:

Bara: Hey Gaara. When did I go to sleep last night? I can't remember our dinner.

Gaara: Y-You don't remember last evening? simultaneously relieved and disturbed