You'll have to note that this chapter won't be THAT long due to a few reasons:
It's the end of the story…I am trying to finish it…have another two chapters after this one, and don't know what to write…how to end it or anything…
I am currently celebrating my birthday, and I just wanted to post this before the party later today.
I am also writing a new story.
Reviews don't like me… D
I can't bother anymore…really…
I hope you enjoy this. It is based on Gaara's trip there. Please review…please tell me what you think about it…
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"Tora, get me the cookie jar…" Gaara's bored voice raised enough, just so he could make sure she hears him.
"Gaara…" The blonde woman sighed. She turned around and got the cookie jar then place it before him.
"Gaara, look at me…" she demanded.
"Huh?" Gaara's ever more adorable panda like eyes looked over to where she was sitting, curious. The rest of his face was covered in cookie bits.
"Aren't you happy you'll see HER again?... AND WIPE THE COOKIE CRUMBS OFF YOUR MOUTH..what are ya…three?" Tora liked lecturing.
With one swift movement, it was gone off of his face. He looked back at her, a little more curious than before. His wife was very uncomfortable sitting in the same compartment as him, was fiddling with her wedding ring, and what's more, didn't let him touch her at all.
"Are you okay?" he asked a little concerned… "And who's she?"
Guess he hit a nerve with that question. She broke down.
"You mean…y-you don't R-REMEMBER?" she cried, outraged.
"No… who is she?" Gaara got up and sat next to her, slipping a hand around her shoulder. He waited as she rummaged through her bag, finally taking out something that looked like a photo album. Gaara's eyes grew wide when they saw the blonde female with dark blue eyes, no irises, her hair done up in a high pony tail, leaving only one bang of hair to fall, covering her right eye. He knew her…he knew he knew her. It's just from where. Tora sifted through more pictures, and landed on one of a twenty-five year old blonde woman, with two children. They stood in front of a castle like building, smiling, as if without a care in the world.
Tora sniffed again, "That to the right is Akira, your son.." The fourteen year old had fiery red hair, and his mother's blue eyes.
"To the left, it's Ayame, your daughter…" Like him, Gaara noted that she had sea green eyes with a small black outline to them. Her blonde hair was done up like her mothers. Behind them stood a twenty- something year old woman.
"Wait, Tora, the woman behind can't be their mother, or the girl in the previous pictures. She's too young..." Gaara was trying to put it all together.
"Oh, no…that's their mother…we know because we had HER under surveillance for the past fourteen years." Tora defended, quite sure she was right.
"So you are saying that that woman id thirty four, like me?" Gaara decided to leave out the question on why she was followed.
"Ya… that's HER…that's…"
"Shut up…. I know her…. It's…her name…I KNOW HER GODDAMN IT! Just what the hell is her name?"
"It's been fourteen years. I don't expect of you to remember Gaara, but…"
"but, I made a promise to come back to her. I promised that in the end we'd be together. I promised I'd come looking for her…" he cut her off.
"I…promised I'd be back…" Gaara scooted away from her. He looked out the window, as if to cover up that he were actually crying.
"Gaara…it's okay… you might remember her name when you see her in person. All in good time…"
"One more question, and then let's drop this subject…" Gaara turned to face her. His childhood menace returned to his eyes…threating.
"Yes..?"
"Why have you never wanted to sleep with me? Why did you never want to carry my child, why did you never wear the wedding ring unless you were going out…why?" he asked, his tone at first, raised, then with the last why, he lowered his voice to just above a whisper, his eyes not holding the previous anger, but bathing with questions unanswered for fourteen years.
"Because, Gaara-sama, I made a promise to her before she left. I promised to never take her place. This is her wedding ring…you already have children…you already love somebody. Tell me Gaara, do you really love me…?"
"Well…yea.." but he was cut off.
"Think about it, goddamn it! DO YOU REALLY deep down in your heart, think that I am the one you want to spend the rest of your life with?" It was Tora's turn to be half angry, and half very emotional.
The red head looked down, then back up to the green blue eyes that were always able to see straight through him…
"No...,"
"NO WHAT!? SAY IT!!!"
"No…Tora-san. I don't love you…I can't think of you as anything more than my sister. Now I realized what I had been missing out. I only still love her…it's kinda weird to be in love with someone for fourteen years, especially when I haven't seen her for fourteen years. I don't know… it's a mutual feeling."
Tora's eyes filled with happiness. Step 1: Realize he's still in love with HER…Check. Step 2: Remember her name…that'll take some time.
"That's the Gaara I know…." She whispered, on the verge of tears.
Gaara gave her a genuine panda smile, "Can I have cookies now…?"
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Barely 1000 words…but I can live with that. PLEASE review about what you think! Please! All who do are invited to my "ONLY CHOCOLATE PARTY" tonight at seven. And chocolate milk is included!