Wish
Chapter 8
Rooftop.
Her eyes caught him off guard. He had never seen such emptiness in anyone's eyes. Though, his face stayed the same, inside his head he was confused. Slowly, his teal-like eyes turned away from her and studied the deceased figure.. Though, the body was covered with a blanket to indicate this person was dead. The sounds of the female screaming were slightly drowned out - he didn't feel like listening to a screaming woman.
Slowly, the female who was kneeling beside the bed stood up, her eyes looking at nothing before she turned and walked passed him, his eyes following her as she went. He made no indication to stop her, or help her. Hell he was Sabaku no Gaara, the Coldest person you could possibly meet. Him, Nice? Ha. Slowly, Gaara's eyes looked towards his brother, who was now concentrating on holding the female close to him, and comfort her… apparently it wasn't working.
"Kankuro, take her to a hotel." His voice still cold, a monotone cut through the room to his older brother, before he vanished in a swirl of sand.
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Alix's eyes stared up at the moon, arms crossed over her chest. She wanted to cry, desperately she wanted to cry; but she couldn't. It made her more upset and depressed. She knew Shinobi were not allowed to show emotion, but hell, Mike was her brother… To hell with the 'system'. She sighed softly, the sound of the wind brushing against her ears, then the sudden amount of sand getting thrown at her, caused her to turn and look to see who it was.
Shifting them to meet the figure, she glanced over him, immediately the blood red hair giving away who it was. "Kazekage-Sama." She never really meant for her voice to be so cold, but it couldn't be taken back and replaced.
He only stared at her, as if to try and study her.
"It's polite to talk, you know." She snapped, eyes narrowing slightly.
"Know your place, Woman."
"Tch." She looked away from him, deciding to ignore him. Maybe he'll go away.
"Mike."
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He watched as her head snapped towards him and her eyes made contact with his. "What?" Her voice, so laced with hate and malice it even surprised him.
"Your friend?" He wasn't one to care, but for some odd reason, this particular female intrigued him… Like her aura drew him to her.
"What about him?"
He stayed silent, trying to figure out exactly what to say. She only growled and looked away from him.
"If your going to just ask stupid questions, why don't you just leave?"
"When your in one's country, you show respect to your superiors."
"I don't need to so respect to anyone!" She snapped, actually turning around to face him, arms hanging by her sides, fists clenched. "My Best friend, my brother was killed, because of me! I don't need to show respect to shit!"
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It was way too much out of character for her, she never swore, she never disrespected anyone unless she was really angry or had done something to her 'family'. Her eyes slowly started to blur, indicating that tears were slowly starting to show. She didn't care though.
"Just because you Kazekage, doesn't mean I'll respect you after what I've just been through."
Images of Mike's face flashed through her mind, and that caused all her sanity just to snap; tears started to slide down her cheeks before she collapsed under her own weight. Small sobs escaping through her lips, trying hard not to make so much of a fool of herself.
She slammed her right fist down into the rooftop they were currently taking. And kept doing so before sand stopped all movement of her arm. She didn't glance up, she didn't want to look at him.
"Leave me alone."
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"Abusing yourself wont help the pain."
"Do I care! No! Fuck, leave me alone."
He growled, the sand started to shift in his gourd. Slowly his eyes narrowed.
She managed to break through the small amount of sand and punched the roof once more, before he had used his sand to push her back onto the roof.
"I said stop."
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His voice was demanding, so strict. Like if she had disobeyed him once more, and he spoke, his words would just slice through her.. Ah, if only.
She just laid here and looked at the sky. She took a deep breath in, before looking at the red head.
"Let me go."
He just stared at her, which caused her to sigh.
"Please..."
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Omen's Death: alrighty, lets see. Gaara OOC… Completely. God, I can't really type him out… Erm. Short chapter seeing as it's like…1:30 here, and I have school early tomorrow morning, so it's short. Now… I really, really need reviews… and help with like.. Typing up Gaara. 4 reviews don't give me much inspiration to anything.. I'm waiting till I get at least 8 or 9 reviews… If not, I'll post one last chapter, or two on my birthday, on the 28th and wait till I get those reviews... Erm. Anyways, review please.