"Shadow and Sand"
(A/N): Here's the next chapter… Are you sleeping on the computer yet, Nav? Is it really that bad? Heehee… just kidding…
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Chapter 2
"Hate with Hate"
It's been 3 days since my arrival to Suna for a short visit. I have been having a good time actually. Temari and Kankouro are really good to me. They never let me feel bored or lonely.
I have yet to see Gaara since he is currently on a mission in some unknown place. To be honest, I hope he never comes back.
Maybe I should explain why I hate him so much, even though I DID say that you would see.
Well, you might think it's stupid to hold such a strong grudge against some one especially in my case.
I did mention before that I dislike "love" right? Well then, guess who I first fell in love with in the 14 years I have been in the universe? If you guessed Gaara, then you must be incredibly smart, to an extent.
It's true. I fell in love with him at that time 2 years ago, when he fought against Rock Lee in the Chuunin matches. Yes, it's true that I was already a missing-nin at that time, but I DID watch the matches from my perspective.
And when I saw Gaara fight, it just struck me. Not the immediate "love at first sight.", but the feeling of wanting to get to know that somebody more.
The reasons? One, he was and still is mind you, handsome to the extreme. Two, he never lets his emotions take control over his actions, that's if he ever had emotions. I respect that in a person.
Three, he's different from the males in Konoha. I don't really know in what way, but he is.
I don't want to say what happened in detail, but I never got my chance. I tried getting closer to him, but all he would do is threaten to kill me. So one day when I think I went over the line by bothering him over here in Suna, the next day, when I went to visit my cousin Shikamaru, I found a small sand gourd next to my unconscious cousin which I immediately knew that it was Gaara who had made it, with a small note next to him saying:
To Nara, (the girl):
--
See what happens when I get annoyed?
It seems to me that you do not care about your well being,
So if you bother me again, the shadow user over there would be more
Then just in a deep sleep.
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Gaara of the dessert
Yes. I have not forgotten what was written in that small yet painful note. I even remember that it was written with blood. My cousin's blood to be precise.
After that, I tried my best, like I said in the beginning, to change my emotion into "hatred", which worked. A month later, I was able to re-enter Suna without any problems of being afraid to confront Gaara.
The last time I spoke to him was the day I annoyed him too much. Not one word was shared between us after that, even though I was a frequent visitor of both his sister and brother.
My hatred for him is unexplainable. I am not that emotional, so I did not end up hating him because he had hurt my cousin, but I did feel angry at first. But that itself did not push me to hate Gaara.
I also do not hate him for writing such a mean note. I was hurt, but just like how he hurt Shikamaru, it wasn't a good enough reason to hate him.
So I guess that the only logical explanation for such a strong feeling for some one, especially if that some one was once a person I loved would be because I was running away. Running away from whatever there was to be fleeing from.
I looked up at the blue sky and sighed deeply. The weather was pretty good in Suna that day, no sand storm actually. This was kind of a relief since I was getting annoyed from the constant brown surroundings and such.
I tied my wavy brown hair up, making sure not scratch my scalp with my rather sharp nails.
I anticipated that today would be boring since Kankouro went to visit Konoha, he said he was going to check out some girls there or something… I don't want to know really. And Temari went with him, to visit a certain spiky haired, lazy shinobi, which oh so very coincidentally was my cousin. So I stayed behind, knowing that if I went, Temari would not be able to speak to Shikamaru alone.
So it looked like I had a lot to do that day, sarcastically speaking of course.
Why they send me to these useless and much too easy missions, still ceases to amaze me. Why couldn't they send one of the Chuunins? Why couldn't they send even one of the Genins? Why do they have to send some one who is about to become Kazekage?
I like doing missions, but I like doing them when they are not a waste of my time. Now using my sand to build fast barriers so that rats will not make their way through into some kitchen is most definitely a waste of time.
Ah well, what's done is done. I just want to get back home and do nothing really. Get ready for that exam to see if I'm ready to be Kazakage would be okay, but I do not want to go on any missions like that anymore.
I just hope that when I get there, I do not find Kankouro rummaging through my items and I do not find Temari day dreaming about some boy in Konoha. And last but not least, I do not want to see that face… that… annoying thing! Nara Natsume… I have no idea why, but just seeing her agitates me. It's true that she no longer bothers me; she doesn't even look at me, but still… I do not like the idea of having a girl I do not care about come in and out of my house whenever she wills. She might be friends with my siblings, but she pays no respect whatsoever to me. I don't care of she holds a grudge against me, but it just gets annoying. I mean, she's been visiting the village for a year and a half now, and I am still like a wall to her… it's not my loss though. I don't care either way, it's just… I DO get annoyed!
I open the door to my house and quickly close the door behind me. I do not want the elders to find out I have come back since they will waste no time in giving me yet another mission.
I turn to the kitchen since the smell of hot bread is strong. Maybe Temari is cooking something.
My eyes suddenly turn cold like always as I register the sight in front of me. It was her. She was sitting by the kitchen bench, eating bread… and ignoring the fact that I had just come back. Her back was not facing the door I just entered through mind you.
I took a deep breath, it was time I said something to her. But don't get me wrong. I am still Sabaku no Gaara.
"What are you doing here?" My voice came out so cold that a mere teenaged girl would have run away from the intense tension.
But what do I get? Nothing except another bite from the bread and a sip from the recently brewed coffee.
My eyes twitch angrily as I try to control my fury,
"I'm not going to ask again."
After two whole minutes of pure silence I snapped. I grasped her body with my sand harshly, letting her coffee spill on the floor and letting the mug it was in shatter into pieces. Good thing too, some of the pieces managed to reach her skin and it cut it somewhat deeply. But she remained calm, not an expression of fear on her face. But that did not matter to me.
"Why will you not answer me?" I ask angrily, my grasp on her tightening every minute.
She closes her eyes in pain, whimpering softly while my sand encloses her body.
"You told me not to bother you."
I kept my expression fixed, anger and coldness clinging to it.
"Not answering my questions IS bothering me."
She opens her eyes and surprisingly, she shoots me a mocking glare, making my veins pop even more.
"When you told me not to bother you, I was not aware under what category you specified "bother", so I just created my own understanding."
I snapped again, making my grasp tighter then needed, and in the process, bruising her chest, and braking two of her thigh bones. She did not scream loudly, but she did make sounds of pain.
I realized what I had just done and it hit me. If the elders find out that I attacked another ninja, whether or not the person was from Suna, the possibility of being Kazekage would go dreadfully low.
I released my ferocious grasp on her, making her fall weakly onto the ground.
"That's what happens when I get bothered."
I said in mono tone, trying to keep my green eyes away from the sick sight in front of me. Yet another one of my work of arts.
I walked towards the panting girl, unsure of what I was to do next.
"Let's get that fixed."
I said annoyingly, picking the girl up in no way whatsoever affectionately.
This is what I get as soon as I come back from a crappy mission… Lucky me.
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