A/N: Okay reviewers! The last chapter is coming up! So! I, again, thank you all reviewers for reading and reviewing!

Luna Forest: Lol…yes there will be more fighting…you'll see (hehe).

Ryushi: Ah…I feel like a fool. But, yes…I do have a friend with superb English skills. However, she is sick of fanfiction (she was the one that told me about this site, actually). And I am also embarrassed to say that I am in AP Language and Composition. I guess I should be concentrating on my skills better…sighs

Tipg92: Haha…hope it wasn't too disturbing. Love the way you say 'chu!' at the end, though.

MazdaKitsune: I'm glad you're excited! You've gotten me all excited to write this!

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Sunome looked at the beating sun, as her sweat trickled on her forehead. Panting, she looked to Gaara. He still had his arms crossed and that emotionless mask. She furrowed her brows. 'Why wasn't Gaara sweating?' she asked herself. Although sweating was a disgusting thing, the fact that Gaara wasn't even reacting to the heat bothered her more. 'Maybe they're used to the heat…' Sunome thought. After all, many people who did visit her village thought their water was too cold. Sunome had always thought that absurd, as she knew the water was always the perfect temperature for swimming. Realizing that she was thinking about water, she could picture herself back in the lake. She could almost feel its cool, refreshing feel as it would splash onto her legs. Licking her lips, she could almost taste the soft, clear liquid, when her thoughts were interrupted.

"There's the arena," Gaara said.

Resuming her panting mode, she shielded her eyes to see. Squinting, she saw a small brown object.

"Arena?" she asked.

"You'll see when we get there," he said. But the truth was, he only knew that an 'arena' was a large circular building. The Kazekage, who had tried to kill him, had spoken of it once. However, Gaara ignored the speech of its purpose and instead, went on a killing spree. Then, when he was in that chakra draining room, he overheard Damasu addressing a ninja to meet him in an arena.

Sunome and Gaara stood gazing at the gigantic 'arena'. Sunome widened her eyes. She never expected it to be this big. Walking inside, she noticed that though the arena was huge, it was poorly made. There were moderately-sized holes and she felt weak thinking that the arena might collapse on her. Shuddering, she shook herself to get rid of the goosebumps and walked straight.

Once again, Sunome and Gaara were in the sun's way. Then a booming voice was heard.

"Ha ha! Welcome Gaara and Sunome…to my ARENA!"

Both looking up, they saw Damasu above them a few yards away. He was standing on a seat, and then jumped to their level.

Smirking, he asked, "Don't you like it?"

Gaara just tightened his fist. Sunome looked to Gaara, and then the man. 'Maybe this is the man who hurt Gaara,' Sunome thought. Whatever the case may be, she knew he was trouble.

"No?" smiled Damasu.

Walking forward, he crossed his arms to his back. "It took many villagers to complete it. It may not be the prettiest, but it sure is strong."

Damasu looked around, admiring the stadium, and then turned his eyes back to the monsters.

"I didn't really think you'd make it this far. It seems my army of missing nins is rather pathetic. How sad...and I expected so much from them. Oh well, I should've known that only I, Damasu, could get the job finished."

Looking to his side, he nodded his head to a missing nin near by. The missing nin jumped in front of him, handing him a clothed object. When the nin jumped back to his post, Damasu smiled at them.

Unwrapping the object he asked, "Do you know what this is?"

He smiled at the silence.

"Silly me, of course you wouldn't. Monsters like you two don't know about the future. About the power and wealth it can give."

He smiled again, as he looked at Sunome's eyes widening.

"Oh? You didn't know? I know of your past. How monstrous you and your sister were. Lucky you, that mommy was there to protect you, until you killed her. Now I'll finally get rid of you monsters and I will become powerful in the country."

He laughed hideously, as Sunome started shaking. Gaara put his hand on Sunome's shoulder. The action seemed to calm her down. When Sunome stopped shaking completely, Gaara turned his angry eyes at Damasu. With a whip of his hand, he threw his sand directly at Damasu. He was hoping he could slowly constrict him to death. Unfortunately, Damasu saw the action and circled around. He threw the cloth away, revealing adark object at Gaara.

A thundering, echoing sound was heard, causing Sunome to jump. She looked at Damasu, who resumed his laughter. His body was undamaged, and Gaara's sand had fallen to the ground. Almost afraid to look at Gaara, she forced her eyes to stare at him. She widened her eyes again. Gaara was still standing, but he was breathing heavily. His mouth was open, trying to inhale as much air as possible. He was alsogrippinghis arm. His left hand clutched the arm, as blood seeped between his finger and slwoly trailed to the end of his other hand. Gaara still stared at Damasu, his arm dripping with the red liquid.

Damasu finally stopped laughing to smile at Gaara's angry face. He then looked to Gaara's bloody arm, as it dripped onto the hot sand.

"Oh, this'll be easy."

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A/N: Hope you all liked this chapter! I just love cliffhangers…don't you? I'm very sorry if the chapter was short...darn these widths...they're too wide!Lol, oh well…I'm off to write the next one…bye bye for now!