He slammed his bedroom door after he walked into his room. He couldn't fucking believe Gaara. He kind of didn't want what he said to be true though, well, he knew the first part was. He sighed and got onto his bed, he stared up at the ceiling then plopped so that he was lying on his back.
"I wonder if she's ok... if Sasumi's ok too." He closed his eyes and when he opened them he felt someone's breath against his neck. He opened his eyes and felt around, he didn't feel or see anyone. He got up, it was just his imagination. He left his room and went into the bathroom, grabbing a towel on the way. He took a shower, got dressed, and left to look for Shock. She wasn't in the village. He grumbled pissed. Gaara chased her away, and any hope he had for ever being with her was gone as long as he couldn't find her. He could have sworn he saw her a few times but he ended up not seeing her at all. He punched a wall and cursed. He decided he'd go out of the village and look for her instead. He wasn't able to find her at all, even though he looked for her everywhere. He ended up getting lost and groaned.
"God damnit." He found himself in an empty village, it looked like it was completely ruined. He looked at the people, the all seemed to be dying or hopeless. He shivered, he didn't like this town. An elderly woman walked up to him and stared at him, her eyes emotionless and dark.
"This is a dead village boy. It'd be best for you to leave. The only ones to make it here are us who are dead like the village." The woman started to turn.
"Wait! Um, I'm looking for someone." He had reached out for the woman but recoiled his hand when she turned again, the wind blowing her large cloak to reveal she was missing a arm.
"Who? Who would enter this village?" The woman laughed as he looked down.
"I guess she wouldn't come here. But it's worth a try." He took a breath. "I'm looking for Shokidenai Hanna. Do you-" The woman stared at him with wide eyes, the eyes seemed to spark to life, but died again.
"Never heard of her." The woman turned, he grabbed her shoulder.
"Then what's with that look? You Obviously know her!" He looked the old woman in the face.
"Fine, I know of her, but her location is unknown. Her family was known to be wanderers." The old woman pointed a finger to the tall house. "That is her home. If she did return she would be there. Be careful, it's dangerous." The old woman vanished and he slowly walked up to the large house. He gulped and stepped inside the tall gates, they let out a small squeak which seemed to last forever. He entered the front door and saw the entire house was colored in more than one color. He had to adjust to the darkness. For a house that hasn't been lived in for a while, presumably, it was in good condition. He swiped a finger across a desk and found no dust. The house looked like someone still lived in it. A figure stepped closer, the shoes gently tapping on the floor.
"Sir? Who are you?" It was a strange old man, he had a grin on his face, as though he couldn't remove it. His entire figure was the likeness of a corpse.
"I-I was told I'd find Shokidenai here... is she?" He asked, he was a little worried about the strange figure.
"I'm Posch, the butler. Young miss hasn't been here in several years. You'd have to check else where." The man turned and started to leave. Kankuro sucked up his courage.
"Mr. Posch... are you positive she isn't here? I... Well..." He blushed, it was so strange admitting it to someone that he didn't really know, but knew Shock well. He heard soft foot steps and looked up. Down from one of the stair cases Shock was tiptoeing. She was yawning widely and rubbing her eyes. He smiled and ran over to her. "Shock!" She was startled by his sudden hug. She felt his lips against hers and squirmed. She was gasping for breath when he was done kissing her.
"Wh-why are you here! And why did you kiss me!" She looked at Posch very embarrassed. Posch looked the other way, he seemed to have not noticed the pasionate kiss.
"I am here because I got lost looking for you! Listen, Sasumi got sick, and.. and-" He blushed, he couldn't admit it, he cleared his throat for a second try. "I l-... I think I love you." His face was red and hers was soon a shade of pink. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours, but were only seconds.