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Chapter VII
I'm lying on my bed, arms behind head, thinking about the previous night. I got back home about an hour ago. So now Ino Yamanaka, Shikamaru Nara, Choji Akimichi, and Naruto Uzumaki know that I'm a cross-dresser, but only Naruto knows the whole story. This will be interesting to see how the rest of this will unfold. I sigh for about the seventeenth time since I got back and shift to my stomach. In a few hours, Dad's going to go down into the basement and expect to find me down there completely naked…Grrr, I have to move know…
I stand up, strip to nothing, and hurry to the basement. The room reeks of blood (at least to me), and my nose wriggles in disgust. I go to the spot where I was last night and curl up on the cold floor. I close my eyes and try to sleep.
Dream
I'm nine years old and at school. It's recess and I'm sitting on a swing just rocking back and forth. I hear screams and look up to see Kiki, Kazadura, and Ashai running towards me with mud on their heads. I stand up and see some boys laughing with mud in their hands. They get over to me and pant with their hands on their stomachs. "You…just…(pant) wait! We'll…get…you…(pant) back!" Ashai shouts.
"Ha! Yeah right! You're all just a bunch of girls! Hey Daara, want some mud?! (Laughing)" On of the boys shouts, pointing to the mud in his hand.
I blink, "No, thanks, but I'd rather be clean then mud encrusted." I turn to my friends. "What did you three even do to get mud chucked at you?"
Kiki grins, "Those three are really cute, we were just admiring them. I'm sorry, but that's no excuse to throw icky mud at three girls!"
I look back at the boys, "I don't think they're that cute…"
Ashai gives me a shut-up-of-course-blah-blah-blah look. I shrug and sit back down on the swing. Kiki and Kazadura leave to get the mud off, but Ashai stays. She sits in the swing next to me, "Hey, you know you should have agreed with the cute thing, they really are to a girls' eye."
"Or a Homosexual. But I'm neither," I mutter, starting to rock back and forth.
"Yeah but…so…my Dad said that you've been more open the past few sessions. That's good to hear," She smiles warmly. "I haven't really talked to you just one-on-one in a while, huh?"
"No, not really. You keep sticking to Kazadura like clue. I don't wanna sound selfish, but you spend more time with her now then you do with me…"
She shakes her head, "You aren't being selfish. If anything, you need more attention than anyone else in this whole school. Seriously, you Dad almost completely ignores you and he hates you—"
"That's not true!" I snarl, "My Dad cares about me he just has a lot of work to do so he doesn't have the time to spend with me!"
She looks at me sympathetically, "Gaara, you know that's not true."
"It is! I know it is!" I look at the ground.
"No you don't. You're denying the truth."
I tune her out, but still look at her, pretending to listen. "What do you know anyway?" I look at her.
She blinks, "A lot actually. Gaara…never mind…"
"Wake up, slut," Dad kicks me in the stomach. I open my eyes and look up at him with a puppy-like look. "You have a new psychiatrist and you see her today, so you better be ready to be picked up from school at noon, understood?"
"Yes, Dad," I whisper. My voice is weak still, same with every other part of my body.
Once at school, after a quick shower and bandaging in my wounds, I look around for Naruto. I'm alone and walking the halls when someone slaps my still sore ass. I yelp and whirl around to see a guy with messy brown hair, cat-like eyes, sharp teeth (but not as sharp as mine) and red fangs on his face.
His grin widens when he sees my horror struck face. "Hey cutie." He winks, "I like your shirt and skirt." Today I'm clad in a pale yellow short sleeve and a white skirt.
My knees point inward and I stutter, "Uh…t-thanks?"
He laughs, "Why you scared, doll-face?"
"Kiba," A voice says. The owner appears behind him. This guy has black sunglasses and a brown haired afro. "What are you doing to this little girl?"
I snort, "Little?!"
"I'm just flirtin' with her! Is that a crime, Shino?"
"No, but she doesn't seem very attracted to you." Shino crosses his arms.
"That's because she doesn't know my secret." He turns back to me and caresses my cheek. "Hey baby, do you like the guys being rough? Well I'm the roughest of all. Know why? Course you don't, you're new here. Baby, I'm what is commonly known as a Werewolf! Grrr!" He laughs.
I see, he pretends to be one...(Sniff) Oh, he's good; he's that guy that had that little puppy with him. He really is a werewolf I guess. But why doesn't he look that way I do? Maybe there are other breeds. Yes, maybe. I think I'll play along, I know how to be a slut. I fake my eyes widening, "Ooo, a werewolf? That's so…fearful ling!" I lean up against him and bat my eyes, "But you don't seem to be a meaning like icky werewolves." I pout and rub my hand on his chest.
He chuckles, "Well I am baby. So I guess you like things rough!"
I bat my eye lids again, "Are you sure your not just trying to...seduce me by saying you're an icky wolfy?"
"Nope, I never lie, hot stuff."
"Hm…" I caress his cheek then whisper, "You're a weak werewolf then."
"Huh?!" I pushes me off and glares at me, "Why do you say that?"
"You fall for a girl easily. That is your weakness." I turn around sharply and start to walk away. I hear him and the other guy run up to me.
Kiba whispers in my ear, "You're a werewolf too aren't you?" I hear him sniffing, "And you aren't a girl."
I give him a side look, "Very good. For a sex happy guy, you aren't that dumb."
Shino looks over his classes, "Why are you dressed as a girl?"
I turn and glare at them, "If you dare tell anyone about this, I'll…" I grin wildly, showing my fangs, "find you and attack."
Kiba puts his hands up, "No thanks, I wouldn't stand a chance against a Type four, neither would my sister. Maybe my Mom, but I don't let my mother fight my battles."
I blink, "Type four? What the bloody hell does that mean?"
Kiba stares at me. Shino whispers in his ear, "He's that one, the one that doesn't have his mother."
Kiba nods, "Right."
"Wait, you know who I am? How the hell would you?"
The two look at me, share a glance, and then walk off. "Hey!" I shout after them, "How do you know me?!?!"
"Daara!" Naruto shouts, running over to me and covering my mouth, "Shhh! If people see you calling after them, they'll think you're a whore!"
I nod and push his hand away.
Ok, this is by far the shortest chapter. I'm sorry that I'm disappointing you guys. I have a case of writer's block that rattles a brain so much. R&R…if you think it's worth it.