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Loved by the Enemy

Chapter 3: Becoming Allies

Gaara noticed the perfect people to kill, but something in his head was telling him not to kill that annoying girl's parents. Gaara clutched his head hoping the pain will stop soon. When it finally stopped, Gaara jumped down from the roof top and in front of the couple.

Rikuto and Uzuki were wondering why this boy just jumped in front of them and was just standing there with an angry look on his face. Uzuki looked at her husband and she could tell that he was getting angry. I should say something before he does, she thought.

"Hi young man, how can we help you?" Uzuki asked as nicely as she could, but he didn't reply and that was making Rikuto angrier.

"Hey you piece of-" Rikuto started but was interrupted by Temari appearing from nowhere.

"Gaara, there you are I need to talk to you," Temari said. Temari looked toward Uzuki and Rikuto and she was relived that her little brother didn't do anything to them, yet.

"Mr. and Mrs. Kazuyo, um this is my little brother Gaara," Temari said trying to be and sound as calm as possible.

"Oh hi, I'm Uzuki and this is my husband Rikuto. It's nice to meet you," Uzuki said with a sweet smile. But that smile soon faced as Gaara stood there, saying nothing.

"Gaara, say something," Temari whispered towards him.

"I'll be killing you two soon," Gaara said and stayed to notice their reactions. Uzuki was in shock, Rikuto was turning red, and Temari was looking down on the floor shaking her head. Once Gaara was pleased by their reactions, he started to walk away, leaving Temari to handle the problem. Temari had to think of something to say that would explain Gaara's behavior without giving the truth away.

"Um, I'm sorry. Gaara has some mental problems, I just wished-" Temari began but Rikuto cut in.

"You should be sorry for letting something like that leave the house. Let me warn you here and now, he may be your little brother, but if he keeps looking for trouble, he'll get it. Let's go Uzuki," Rikuto said furiously. Temari didn't know what to say to his remark, because she knew that Gaara would win in a battle between them two, he always won.

Temari made sure those two were gone, and went searching for Gaara, just to make sure he didn't do anything that would cause a war. "Shit, father is going to be so happy about this. Now where did he go?"

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Naomi woke up to the door being slammed. She heard her parents talking, her father sounded furious and her mother was trying to calm him down. Naomi was afraid of leaving the room, so she pretended to be asleep.

"NAOMI! NAOMI GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW!!!" Rikuto's roaring voice called her name and she knew that he knew she was awake. Then again who could sleep with a guy like that yelling everywhere? Besides, what can he be mad about? Me leaving the party without telling? She thought. She walked slowly from her room towards the living room. She opened the door that separated the two rooms and just stood there.

"There you are, get over here and sit down. Can't stand people just standing in one place for no good reason," her father said, still furious.

"Dad, I'm sorry that I left the par -" Naomi said but her mother didn't let her finish.

"Honey, don't remind him of that, your father is mad about something else, so just be quiet and listen to what he has to say even if it's not something you want to hear," Uzuki whispered to her daughter in a sad tone.

"Naomi, I know how much you are going to hate me for this, but this is for your own good. Tonight, your mother and I encountered the most ignorant, cruel, and disrespectful person we ever met," he began, not as angry as he was earlier. Naomi thought about the boy she met early that day, it basically described him and his ways. "Worst of all, this person happens to be the kazekage son."

"So why are you telling me this? If you want me not to talk to that young man, you don't have to tell me twice," Naomi said.

"Naomi, it's not that, I am going to ask the kage of our village to send a ninja so he can protect you from people like that guy I met tonight," her father getting angry again. Naomi was in shock, a babysitter, a fucken babysitter. He wants to give me a babysitter who will follow me everywhere, no way, NO FUCKEN WAY!!! She thought.

"Naomi please say something, anything," her mother said.

"Hell no, I am not having a babysitter following me around like a fucken puppy dog. I get enough attention form the men of this village, don't need to bring one from home," she complained.

"Listen Naomi, it's for your own good. I am going to write a letter to the kage and you can't do anything about it."

"But-"

"No buts, now get to bed," Rikuto said annoyed as Naomi stomped towards her room furious at her parents. Usually her mother would side with her, but this time she just sat there listening to their conversation and did nothing about it.

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Naomi was sitting on the balcony of the apartment, drinking a soda and eating some chips. She was staring at the sky, but something drew her attention towards the gate. There was a man with black hair, he was wearing black pants and a white shirt, and had a head protector of the Hidden Village of Mist.

"Not him, anyone but him," Naomi told herself. She felt his stare and she became angry at her father for doing this. She didn't realize that she broke the glass cup she had in her hand. Naomi looked at her bloody hand, looked towards the front gate and went inside.

"Naomi, what happened?" asked Uzuki with a concerned voice while looking at her daughter's bloody hand.

"I just saw the ninja Dad recommended to come," Naomi said.

"Come here, let me clean that. So who is the mysterious ninja?" asked Uzuki as she led Naomi towards the kitchen.

"Troy."

"Troy? Inazi Troy?"

"The one and only."

"Naomi, Troy is a great boy, why in the world don't you like him?"

"Mom, Troy is creepy, he asked me to marry him when we were 9."

"I thought that was romantic."

"Yeah and I found it creepy, especially since he liked me for 10 years now. Besides, he is going to cause more trouble then he can solve, since he came to solve them right?"

"There nice and clean. Now I don't know about that, but you behave and don't do anything to get your father angry or things will get worse."

Naomi's mother left the kitchen and returned to cleaning the living room. Naomi had a feeling that something bad was going to happen thanks to the arrival of Troy.

Naomi returned to the balcony, trying to forget about Troy and the bad feeling she was having. For some reason, the red-head boy she talked a few days back entered her mind. She never thought about him ever since the party, but now, now she couldn't stop thinking about him.

Naomi closed her eyes and remembered their conversation by the oasis. The secret that he mentioned bothered her again; it been longer than a week and she still had no idea of what he was talking about. I could go look for him and ask him what he was talking about, but dad would kill me. If I don't go now, I'll never find out what he was talking about. Naomi argued with herself when she came to a decision. She looked over her shoulder to see that her mother was no longer in the room.

"Excellent," Naomi said. She jumped on the railing then to the roof of the near building. Where will I find him? She thought. Naomi jumped from roof to roof looking for anyone that had red hair. After about 20 min. of looking for the stranger, she finally found him, standing right in front of her.

Naomi's heart started beating faster as she got closer to him. What should I say? What should I do? Why am I acting this way?

"Um, hey, remember me?" asked Naomi nervously.

"Yeah, you're the girl who insulted me," he said calmly.

"Yeah, that's me. I'm sorry for insulting you, can you forgive me?"

"No."

"Why not? I came here to apologize and to become somewhat of friends, but you have to be stubborn. You have to be a cold-hearted bastard."

"You didn't come here to apologize; you came here to know what secret I was talking about.'

"Yeah, that's true, but I also would like for us to be friends."

"Bullshit. You are spoiled brat getting whatever you want."

"That's harsh, look before we start insulting each either, we should introduce each other."

"It's too late; you already insulted me so I think I'll be leaving now."

"Hold it! Tell me your fucken name right now. I didn't come here for you to just leave you know. My father is going to kill me, so what is your fucken name and I won't ask again."

"Damn, you are demanding. I won't tell you my name until you tell me yours."

"Naomi what's yours?"

"Gaara."

"Gaara, well that's a fuck up name, what your parents were high when they named you?"

"Hey, at least I wasn't named after a whore."

"That doesn't make me a whore."

"Keep telling yourself that, it might come true."

"I hate you."

"I hate you."

"Okay, can you tell me what secret you were talking about that day?"

"You're changing the subject."

"Hey, like I said earlier, my father is going to kill me if he finds me here talking to you and not in that shity apartment, so tell me what the hell you were talking about."

"If he kills you, he would be doing me a favor."

"I thought you wanted to kill me, if my father kills me you would regret it."

"Damn, you really aren't what you say you are."

"Just tell me so I can forget about this."

"I already told you the secret; I'm surprised you didn't catch it."

"What you didn't tell me anything."

"Yes I did, the day of the party and right now, I mentioned what that secret was only you were too stupid to realize what I was talking about."

"Okay, I'm too stupid to realize what you said so tell me."

"The secret is that you are not what you seem to be."

"What, I am to, I am what I say I am. You little piece of shit."

"You know, I thought I was going to regret telling you that because you won't be surprised, but you surprised me."

"Look, I am what I say I am. You don't know what the hell you are talking about. So just keep your mouth shut otherwise I'll kill you."

"That's what I'm talking about. You say you are sweet and innocent, yet you insult me and threaten to kill me. You say you are weak, yet you jumped from building to building and didn't get tired. You are right; you are what you say you are."

"Look, even sweet girls get mad once in awhile, you just make them furious."

"Sweet girl? Ha, don't make me laugh, you're not a sweet girl, you're a hard core bitch and you know it. You just look sweet and you use that to get what you want, but it's not working on me."

"Then you must be gay, cause it works on every man but gay ones."

"What did you say?"

"I said you are gay then, and by the way you dress, it must be true."

"Oh, I am going to kill you right here, right now." A huge sand wave surrounded Gaara, but Naomi wasn't afraid, she just stood there.

"Look Gaara, maybe we can finish this some other time, I have to get back to my parents. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone you are gay as long as you don't tell anyone I'm a bitch. Bye." Naomi turned around and started jumping roof to roof, towards the apartment.

Gaara stood there furious, he didn't know what to do. Naomi was the first person to ever insult him and live, and she wasn't even afraid when he summoned the sand. Gaara was confused, all these emotions were happening at once. He was furious because Naomi insulted him, confused because she wasn't afraid of him, and happy because he finally found someone who isn't afraid of him, not counting those ninjas from the Village of Leaf, he thought.
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"Dammit, Dad is going to slaughter me when he finds out that I left the apartment without his permission," Naomi told herself. The apartment was now visible and there was her father on the balcony, waiting for her.

"Hey daddy, waiting for me?" Naomi asked in the calmest and sweetest voice she could make.

"Naomi, you left the apartment when I told you that you shouldn't leave unless you tell me where you are going."

"Yeah, but you weren't here so I couldn't ask you."

"You could have asked your mother. Why didn't you ask your mother?"

"Um, because I couldn't find her."

"Did you look for her?"

"Um, no."

"Then why did you leave?"

"Because that was the only time I could walk around the city without some puppy dog following me around and yelling at guys who stare at me."

"Well congratulations, you are not to leave this apartment for two weeks and once you are allowed to leave, Troy must follow you everywhere."

"Everywhere?"

"Everywhere!"

"Even in the ladies bathroom where he will get the shit beat out of him by women?"

"Not there, you know what I meant."

"So not everywhere, just some places where they allow freaks."

"Don't call him that, you know what, go to your room."

Naomi walked to her room thinking that her punishment wasn't harsh one bit. He is losing his touch, she thought. Though Naomi couldn't leave the apartment for two weeks, she was sort of happy that she finally knew what the secret Gaara was talking about.

Naomi laid in her bed remembering their conversation, and she realized what she said and did. "Shit, I'm a dead person."

Well, that's chapter 3. Kinda of long, but who cares. You read it, now review it; I want to know what you guys think of my story so far. Is it good or is it bad? Should I continue or just stop here? Tell me what you think!