Chapter whatever is finally up!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry it took so long me poppets. I was in Chicago friday and Sunday, and ust got back home!
-Dies- We went to the feild musem, and it was so cool! Except for the fact that I was surrounded by dead animals the whole time. I almost threw up at one point. -Shivers- Oh well, you'd better og ahead and read the chapter!!!! -Skips away-
"So what youy are saying is," Tsunade murmured, "Is that you are abandoning us just because we have lower man power then the cloud and mist combined?" Her hawk like eyes narrowed dangerously. She felt Gaara's shoulders stiffen beside her as she stared across at the leaders of the waterfall and grass villages.
"It...it's not that Tsunade," Said the leader of the grass, shaking his head slowly, his shaggy black hair swinging in his face. "It's just that...the war is a complicated thing. The cloud and mist together have a better chance of protecting their people, and if we join them, then well...we will be able to protect our own people as well."
"Is that really your motive, to protect your people?" Tsunade growled, "And not to gain more power?"
"Listen," Snapped the waterfall village leader, "We cannot help it if both of your village's are two of the weakest villages around, but we want to protect our villages."
Tsunade felt Gaara's eyes on her and glanced at him. She saw hidden anger conceled in the light green pools of his eyes. Sge could understand why. She felt equale anger that these two dared insult her village.
"I must agree with Tsunade," Gaara said, in a controled voice, "We may not be at our fullest strength right now, but if we stay allied-"
"Oh stuff it," Snarled the waterfall leader.
Gaara's eyes narrowed.
"You're still just a kid!" He continued, obviously ignoring the growing sence of danger in the room, "Becoming a kage when you were young, you probably still do not understand our ways and standards. An impecible little brat like you could never-"
"I would choose your next words carefully," Gaara said in a voice barely above a whisper, "They might be your finale words in this lifetime..."
The two kages stared at him in a mixture of shock and fear. Tsunade couldn't surpress a smirk, but still felt heart on her face. These were bold, very bold words for the young Kazekage to be speaking, and before two powerful elder kages, the kid was taking a huge leap by threatening them.
The two kages dared not to take their eyes of the redhead, fearful he would strike at any moment and end their existence right then and there.
But after a moment, Gaara's chakra died down and his eyes lost their jade green color, and returned to the light blue-green color. Tsunade surpressed a sigh of relife that he had calmed himself down.
The other two also seemed to realize that the threat of death had dissapaited, for the color returned to their skin, and their eyes narrowed angrily in the redhead's direction.
Tsunade was about to say something to break the tention, when the door of the office burst open, and Shizune tumbled in, Genma and Izumo behind her, all three out of breath.
The Hokage stood, staring at the three jounin, "What is it?"
"Tsunade-sama, Gaara-sama," Panted Shizune, "A patrol has returned, but they were attacked by cloud ninja!" Her black eyes were wide with a deep fear, "You must come!"
Gaara stood without a moment's hesitation and strode out the door past Shizune. Tsunade looked at the two leader warningly, before following her younger comrade out the door.
"I've already called the medical cores," Shizune said as they hurried down the steps, "They're on their way, but the real problem is-"
As they neared the bottem of the steps, a wail of mixed agony and greif washed over them. Gaara stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening and a shiver going up his spine.
He had herd that type of scream before, and it had come from his own lips. When he was younger...when Yashamaru had...
"C'mon," Said Tsunade, hurrying past him. He nodded shortly and hurried after her.
When they reached the village gate, the sight was almost to horrible to bear.
The five shinobi didn't look that badly injured, but the sixth ninja, kneeling on the ground before them...looked in worst shape then any injury could enduce.
Tears spilled from his eyes life a river. His entire body was shaking with the forced gasps and sobs that escaped his heaving chest. He opened his mouth wide and let out another agonizing wail. He clawed at the ground with broken nails, blood gushing out from the charred away skin.
"What...what happened to him?" Tsunade whispered, her eyes wide with shock.
Shizune sighed wearily. "His son was on the battle feild beside him. According to the others, both fought with the entire power of the leaf village on their backs. They were like tigers, feirce for the blood of the enemy. But...but, his son was cornered up by the cloud ninja, and he was killed in the most brutal fashion. According to the captain, the boy was stabbed right through the head, and given no service to how bravely he fought..."
Gaara stared at the screaming man, his eyes wide. The man's screams rung in his ears, so loudly he thought his brain would explode! He couldn't watch. He closed his eyes tightly and turned his head away.
Tsunade noticed his small motion and stared at him sympateticly.
"Y-you..." Whispered a shaky and scratched voice.
The Kazekage's eyes snapped back open and he looked around at the wailing man. He had stopped screaming, and was now staring at the sand's leader, his eyes a hurricane of pain and torment.
"Y-you're the Kazekage," he whispered painfully, "According to the ANBU...y-you're looking for your son who is lost in the land of fire..."
The redhead felt his feet move automatically. He walked foward till he stood before the man, looking down on him.
The jounin reached up slowly, and grabbed Gaara by the collar. He pulled the young man down until he was at eye level, to make it easier to speak to him.
A few jounin flinched foward, but Tsunade stopped them, watching the scene closly.
"You...you want to find your son?" Whispered the jounin.
Unable to speak, Gaara just blinked in a simple reply.
The man seemed to understand. He pulled the Kazekage closer until he could whisper right into Gaara's ear, "Find him, Kazekage. You do not know the horrible pain of seeing your child lying on the ground, mangled and bloodied...it...it is an inhuman pain, and it will destroy any man, no matter how powerful, for life." He paused, "You truly wish to find him?" He questioned one more.
"Yes..." Gaara managed to say, his lips barely moving.
"Then do it, before it's to late," The jounin whispered whistfully, "I myself, will never see my son again. I will never get to hold him, or tell him I love him, ever again, y-you on the other hand, Kazekage, still have a chance to do so. You still have a chance to tell your son you love him..."
He released the redhead and keeled over into the arms of the arriving medical ninja. The picked him up and placed him on a stretcher with careful profection.
Gaara stayed in a kneeling position, his eyes searching the ground, "Tell me," He croaked, feeling the man's eyes on him, "The pain of loosing your son...if it worst then a flesh wound?"
There was silence for a long moment...
"Oh yes..." he herd the man whisper back, "It is much worst then any injury delivered by weapon or man..."
"...I see..."
Gaara got to his feet and watched the medical corps hurry of to the hospital, the other jounin follwing them sluggishly. The redhead looked around, feeling Tsunade's pressence closer to him then before.
"What now, kid?" She murmured, crossing her arms and staring at him.
He hesitated, still staring out towards the hospital. He heaved a sigh and looked back around at the Hokage, his green eyes narrowed, a new light brimming in their edges. "I'm leaving," He told her in a powerful voice, "I'm joining my men in the search for Michiru. I will head back to the sand when it is time for Hinata to have the baby, but until then..." He paused, "Send word to my village of this, will you?"
She smiled softly at him, "Of course kid."
Footsteps echoed through a dark abandoned village. The only color that spread throuhg the darkness, but the deep scarlet stain of blood. The man that walked through the town, ignored wadding through the puddles of the red liquid. The small bell on his hat jingled lightly as he tottered in his step, vision blurred by an old scar that had since made his left eye useless.
He ran his dark skinned hand over the blade attatched to his hip, and a smirk eased its way onto his black colored lips. This sword, his weapon of choice, had been the one to spill the blood of every person in the village.
He was not afraid to kill anyone. Women, children, it mattered not to him. Only the joy of slicing through flesh, and hearing screams of pain and terror mattered to him.
He paused as he herd voices, and judging by their tone...young ones. With a smile, he leapt atop a building and looked down the edge to see his next prey drawing closer.
"-I'm just glad those ANBU didn't spot us," A redheaded boy was saying, his voice muffled by a hand over his mouth. "Man...this place reeks."
"It's the smell of blood," Said another boy, his black eyes narrowed, "Ew..."
"I'll say," A blonde haired girl shook her head, "People don't know how to clean up, eh?"
The man smirked his sadistic smirk. These children, they smelled good. Their blood would be delicious, and oh the joy he would get from killing them, and skinning their innocent little hides!
"But," Said a chubby boy, walking beside a black haired girl, "Maybe they might have been friends?"
"Two of them were from the sand village Debu," Corrected the redhead, "And the other...damn, his eyes were so scary, I can't even describe 'um!"
The black eyed boy had fallen silent.
"Something wrong, Arai?" Asked the blonde girl curiously.
He blinked and shook his head vigerously, "N-no!"
The man smiled. Tjis would be even more fun then he thought. If some of these brats were keeping secrets...Oh, secretive blood was always the most tasty!
The redhead narrowed his eyes, "Is there even anyone in this village?" He growled, looking around.
The man noticed his eyes were of a light silver color...the Byakugan, traight of the Hyugga clan of the hidden leaf village. So this boy was a Hyugga, huh? Oh, this day just kept getting better and better!
"There is indeed," He hissed, making the group look up.
He leapt down from the roof, landing with a thud behind the gorup of children. In one fluid movement, he pulled out his sword and held it before him, a huge grin on his face. "Ready to die kiddies?"
-Screams- New very creepy character!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now...I almost cried writing the first part of this chapter. I was like...damn...I better not cry, or else my key pad will get all fucked up! But yah know, I love writing sad shit! And I am sorry that this chapter is so short, but like I said, I was in Chicago all weekend and I am super tired. Next chappie will be better.
Anywho, did anyone read chapter 388!? What a fucked up chapter!!! OMG! At first I was like, "HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!" Then I was like, "Erm...what happened now?" Thne I was like, "OOOOOOOOH!!!! Now I get it! Haw haw!!!" I almost had a heartattacks, and what the hell is that 'A' word that Zetsu keeps talking about? -Shrugs- Oh well, till next chapter!
-Walks away singing about cliffhangers-