Writer's Rants
Hehehe…. Just watched Naruto chapter 180. I almost forgot to write. But no. This one's second to the last chap. Finally got out of writer's block.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of its characters. I do own Murasawa Taki.
Today is a special day. People tangled with their feelings a little more than they usually do. They make special plans for different occasions and reasons. They only hope they'll be happy. After all, no one wants to be sad forever. Today, things will unravel themselves and the curtain of suspense will be lifted. Taking to action for whatever they had in mind. Meanwhile, in the school clinic, clothes unraveled themselves to consummate the immoralities about to happen. The shattering of the bed, superceded by moans of pleasure, can be heard. Then, it was gone.
"What do you plan to do now? They may get away if we don't act soon."
"We? No, we will not do anything. At least they think we won't?"
"Huh?" The brunette asked, picking up her clothes.
He picked up his cell from under the bed. "Hello. I have a special assignment for you to act on. Yes, it may get dirty."
The nurse took initiative in dressing the boy. She picked up a pair of boxers and slipped them on him.
"Get here A.S.A.P. You can't let him get away. I'll give you a bonus if you succeed on this mission."
"Ok sir. I'll be there." Said the voice on the other line.
"Bye." He said, turning his phone off. He then turned to the school nurse. "Ms. Takanoma, I want you to investigate. Uncover as much on Gaara's life as you possibly can."
"Sure. However, they're leaving today. You sure you can do this?" She replied handing the boy's t-shirt and polo.
"Are you underestimating my capabilities?" she shook her head.
"Gaara is going down one way or another. I can't let him get away for ruining my reputation." He took a deep breath.
"Ever since his arrival a few days ago, he got the attention of all the female students in this school. He doesn't even want it! I would, of course, graciously accepted him if he hadn't refused my offer of allegiance for his safety in this school. He thinks he's so cool. But he's not."
He's clearly affected by the redhead's popularity. He's not used to being defeated. I wonder what caused him to be this way. Ms. Takanoma bandaged the blonde.
"He'll just have to accept the consequences of his actions, however dire they may be." A smile that the brunette knew only too well. He only smiles like that when he has something sinister in mind. She shook her head. This whole thing's gonna be troublesome, for both of them.
"I'll just procure the information you asked me to. Stay there." And the squeaking of the door was heard.
"Hn." Now, there is no escape. No turning back now. I've gone this far and clearly passed the point of no return.
A man in a black suit hopped into a limousine carrying a large briefcase.
"It's been a long time." I bet it's all about his reputation. Someone must've gone against master Taki. When that happens, he usually kills the competition. However, these kind of missions are what I love best. They're very entertaining. Then, a flashback of memories came across him. He was formerly a in the military. However, his career was short-lived. A person he thought of as a friend betrayed him, spreading false information about him that resulted in resignation. He can't take it anymore. Then, he life was miserable. He hardly got himself a decent living. He took different jobs but all of them were low paying and most were blue-collar jobs. He had even worked on strip clubs just to make ends meet. He's suicidal when destiny came in to fix his worthless life. Taki took him in and gave him a high paying job in exchange for eternal loyalty and protection. I almost attained a high-ranking position. If only…
"James, step on it." He dispelled the thoughts from his mind. He had to focus on the job at hand. He had to succeed, not for the money but for the person who saved his miserable life. He owed Taki his life and felt eternal gratitude towards him. "Whoever you are, you're going down." A smile formed on his lips.
A beaming 12 yr old blonde announced to the class that Asuka would be taking a break. The atmosphere was filled with sighs of disappointment. However, for Asuka and Gaara, it's full of tension. They have millions of questions running through their curious mind. They paced slowly, carefully taking each step as if they wouldn't be a able to till thousand of years later. They looked at the dilapidated classroom door. The opening seemed distant when in reality, it isn't. When a forever's worth of walking finished, they closed the door and faced each other. Each surveying the face of the other, searching for signs of emotion, but none was present.
Why doesn't he say anything? We can't stare at each other forever. It's making me blush. I hate him for that. She looked down, letting her silver hair cover her face.
The redhead let out a sigh. He reached for her chin and lifted it up, peering through the singer's beautiful eyes. Beautiful? Impossible. Why's she red?
"Are you sick? You're very red today." He had hoped she would be fine but her face reddened even more. As her caretaker, I think I should get her to the clinic. He was astonished at his thoughts. Me? Her caretaker? Impossible.
"No. I'm fine. Just stop holding my face." Why the hell did I say that?
"Is that making you red?" I should learn more about people. Holding their face makes them red.
Asuka nodded. She practiced all her life to control herself but when it came to this guy, all control she could muster goes down the drain. Why? Is it because… No. No way. I refuse to accept it. She shook her head. "No!"
"Don't need to shout."
What's wrong with me? I should regain my composure. She closed her eyes. When she opened them, she could notice the redhead staring at her, obviously trying to read her thoughts. She could tell he wasn't good at it judging by the confused look on his face. She looked straight into Gaara's eyes. She noticed a glimpse of sadness in them. No. They were full of it. Why is he sad? Didn't anyone care about him? She wanted so much to touch his face and make him happy and tell him she cares. So I do care about him. A sigh was let out. I never thought I would ever feel this way, again. He reminds me of… Unconsciously, tears flowed from her eyes. The redhead reached out and wiped them away. Gaara, unable to control himself any longer, suddenly pulled the girl into his arms, held her tight, and closed his eyes.
Why does this feel good? Why does she make me feel this way? He stroked her long silver hair, all the while smelling the sweetness of the singer's hair. Somehow, for the first time in his life, he feels contented. He felt loved and loving at the same time.
The singer burst into tears and wrapped her arms around the boy. She felt safe. Secure. The kind of security that no one ever gave her. A security that granted her happiness, contentment, and warmth. It wiped away her loneliness. All her life, she was forced to be a puppet that doesn't have the right to feel. She just had to obey and perform. Faking emotions was the name of the game. She wasn't even aloud to have thoughts about herself. She had to talk about everybody else's welfare and not about her, not a single word. She was confined in a world that seemed a puppet theater. Everyone was playing a part that they need to fulfill. This was hers. To be a human-like robot. A selfless, entertaining machine that must give importance only to the audience and to anyone that would advance her career. But now, all of that was gone. She was free. All because of Gaara.
She found out how happy she was saying the redhead's name. Gaara. I wonder what his surname is. She laughed. Gaara looked at her. She could tell his loneliness was vanished. He was happy too. Or is he? What if he? But before she could continue her thought, he smiled at her. That smile was all she needed to be assured of his sincerity. He lowered his head. She closed her eyes. He planted a kiss on her forehead.
I don't know what this is but I don't want this feeling to go away. I will do anything to forever feel this way. Maybe holding this girl will do it. He looked around. He saw a man holding a black, tubular metal thing pointing at him.
"What the?"
Asuka flung her arms around the redhead. A single gunshot was heard. The students panicked. A piercing scream erupted.
-end of chapter-
Writer's rants
Wow! How's that for an ending. Do tell me what you think will be the ending. I will post all of your guesses at the end of the next chap. The next chap will be the last one for this story. My chaps are getting longer don't you think? Till the next chap!
