Believe Chapter 4: Dark Angel Message, a naruto fanfic

Sorry for the Month Delay.

I was hooked on writing Challenge. Lmao, Challenge and Believe are linked. Only little bit.

Believe goes first, so no one reads Challenge if you're reading xD Believe! Or whatever.

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He was covered again, with too many clothes under the scorching sun, walking on the hot sand. He was not to be seen. He must blend. He must not talk. He must not even look at someone, lower his eyes, ordered by the Goddess of Wind. His eyes, as usual are half opened. He was far too lazy and far too troublesome to disobey a Goddess who holds some sort of grudge towards him. To why she does, he was not sure. He would ask but then there's a possibility she might cut his tongue or make him mute, of course that would be good. He does need to reply to any of them if he knows anything about what they need or want to know.

Alot of them, he was not even able to understand. Speaking in some other sort of language, he had never heard of. The Goddess of the Wind, he saw, was not even touching the hot sand. Nor did she appear to be bothered by the sun. In fact, if he was to believe, she might be the one glowing the most. Or attracting the light, her own little spot light, making a halo above her head when she was not angel at all. Oh, no, she was far from it. She was not the devil, he was not that despicable to insult a lady with such term, when she is not even qualified as a lady though. He'd met worse.

She was speaking to many of them. Gazing at them, haughtily. Her head slightly tilted up. Yes, anyone who looks at her would know she has an air of pride, she was what people might say a brat.

But Shikamaru would not even dare speak the word aloud. Perhaps in private, perhaps when he's definitely sure she was not going to kill him.

She looked back at him, he looked back. She scowled and continued to move forward, to where, he was not sure. But he found out later on. They were behind a stone wall made of mud and stick and stones. She glared at him, he merely looked back. He would wait. He was sure she would speak and tell him what's the matter.

Her nostril flared.

"Didn't I order you not to look at anyone?" She started.

Ah, so that was it.

"Yes, you had."

"Then why is it I find you disobeying my order?"

"You would have found something wrong if I look at you or not look at you. You are the sort that makes a big deal over nothing." Shikamaru replied lazily, his other eyebrow cocked.

Temari was taken back. How dare he! She lifted a hand and slapped his cheek.

"Don't you dare talk to me that way, mortal." Temari said, furiously.

Shocking was-she saw it.

Thousand Years Ago

"What did you do?" He asked coldly. Staring at the destroyed city with blood spluttered everywhere. It made his vein cold. It was horrid. He had just reached it, thanks to her, the Goddess of the Wind. Sending him somewhere.

She looked at him, dumbfounded.

"You said-"

"I'm not dead! But those people are! You brought them back to be slaughtered!"

"They deserved it." She replied.

He frowned.

"You said that as if you believed in it."

"I do"

"What have they done to you?" His black eyes staring her down and she didn't like it. How many of those Gods did that to her, especially the God she was bound too. But his eyes were not threatening like the others were, they were just... She was not sure how to explain it...they were threatening...but some other reason she couldn't fathom why.

"They didn't do anything. They were-"

"Exactly. They did not do anything. But that's the problem with you and your god fellows. High and mighty, never caring. Never really thinking as long as you stay on the top? Cold, cruel heart. Goddess?" He made a disgusted sound. "More of a devil."

"How dare you!"

The slap was stopped by him. Holding her arm, tightly.

"You're that kind, then? I see. You will damn anyone who follows and does not follow you. You will kill anyone that is innocent and 's no justice."

She pulled her hand away and slapped him this time successfully and very hard that it gave him a cut, the the harsh wind that seems to have a sharp edge that when you feel it, you are already bleeding to death.

But she was not feeling the victor of it.

She was in short, drowning with guilt but how is that possible...

"I suggest a punch is more effective if you are wishing to draw blood." He said.

Temari blinked, to be out of

"Whatever. You are signing up for your own damn pain, talking all weird...."

He blinked and shrugged.

"Troublesome, even my speech is not worthy of you huh? What else do you want to pick on? My eyebrows? My lips? My eyes? My soul?"

Her eyes narrowed at him.

Yes everything about you bothers me. It shouldn't but it does. Especially after that....

"I could very well kill you."

"I know"

And the thing was, he was not even sure to why he's giving her a reason to kill him. He was too young to die. He never tried to seek dead. He never...he never met a Goddess, especially this typical Goddess. She was sort of endearing and then, he was also cautious, she did say she would kill him.

Then why is it some where deep within him...he feels...like...believes she would not hurt him.

She would not kill him.

Does he truly believe that?

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Earlier.

Temari again was lost. She had awaken not long ago but there is already a foreshadowing of something horrid about to happen? It's wrong. It's vile. She would not be lured into anyone's plan.

Whoever it is that decided to mess with her.

She started pacing around completely oblivious to the fact he was here. Until he made sudden movement that caused her to take a good look at him with fiery in her eyes, that he gulped.

"I am going to kill you."

He didn't say anything. His mind was in a state of confusion. Seeing her, hearing her voice, made him feel something. What is it? He knows he fears her. Hell, who would not fear a Goddess, as she appears to be one, wanting to kill. She wanted blood and he was the only one that would suffice the blood she possibly craves. Or at least that's what he suspected.

"Why?"

"When you die, I'm free. When you die, I clear my name."

Shikamaru lazily closed and opened his eyes a couple of times. He read stories, different stories of Gods and Goddess. People all worshipping them. But then do those Gods care? Probably not. Like the Goddess he was seeing...Goddess of the Wind, Temari, was selfish.

"Selfish"

Her eyes widened and she clenched her hands into a fists. Her blue, green, stormy eyes were bothering him. He could very well read her eyes.

Pain. Sadness. Anguish. Anger.

"You don't know what I went through."

"When will you kill me?"

"I'm waiting for my moons."

Ah, he was confused about those moons.

And that was the thing. He doesn't know. Should he need to know? And when he does know, would he let her kill him? Would it be enough... Why should he? He was nothing to her. She was nothing to him. Just another selfish girl, if he thinks about it, except more scary and many times powerful than normal girls.

Indeed, it was all too troublesome.

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"Does he know?"

"Clearly, it was not successful. Should they be having those memories?"

"She was suppose to hate him, kill him, almost immediately. Who did it?"

"Ay, I believe one of your people."

"I beg your pardon? One of mines?"

"It is the Dark Angel"

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Xypher frowned. What was it? A chill went down his spine, he looked around his house. No one was here. He walked on the marbled floor and the some what empty room, making echoes as he walks.

"Amusing how one becomes so vulnerable once they marry." A voice spoke.

Xypher turned and his eyes widened, he growled.

"Tsk, does your wife know this side of you? Or is it only me that knows?"

"What do you want?" He snapped.

"We don't like being betrayed, especially by our kind. We turned our back when you decided to be with their likes, but to even go as far as betraying us when we let you have your freedom?"

"I did no such thing."

"Ha! You know the real story. You saw everything. You broke one of our barrier, darling."

She walked slowly and seductively towards him. Xypher closed his eyes.

"It's too bad, you're so handsome. A waste you believe in love with a Goddess when you're the Dark Angel." She whispered as she caressed his cheeks. "Dark Angel and indeed Cursed God."

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Thousand Years Ago

"You must kill them, it's written in the prophecy."

"Let my hands be stained by those filth? Have you gone mad? I will let someone do it."

"You truly are evil. Or perhaps you just don't want to do it."

"Bah, kingdom always fall within never the outside. It is always some how the rulers that poisons their very own kingdom. Humans are sinful, it is in their very nature. They will do it to themselves. They do not speak the same language, they have their very own land. It is hard for them to promise for peace when they do not even know the steps to attain it. Their peace is to conquer others. Why do humans think by war they will have peace? Why do they think battling each other will teach lessons? "

"I do not know. Don't we have the same thinking?"

"Bah! We do not! I will destroy everything."

"And that will give peace?"

"If they do not exist, there will no longer be war and wanting of peace."

"Rather pointless because there would be nothing."

"Indeed. They'll never understand. You need pain, they need to feel each other's pain. Is that possible?"

"They try"

"What is this, defending them?"

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After many days of walking and the Goddess of Wind ignoring him, he was soon to pass out. And he soon gave up trying to understand the many languages he spoke of and what she was planning to do.

"Can't you find it in yourself to give me some water?" He asked. Or demanded.

"What have I told you?"

"Not to speak to you, but I am going to die if I don't get water."

"How many days has it been?"

"A week!"

"You are not dead, humans die by the third day without water."

"Ah...well...that is true, why am I not dead." Shikamaru though was assessing something else with what she was saying. She barely gives out any information he could use, but sometimes there are messages, he clearly hears without her speaking them.

She didn't answer.

"Am I that young man you keep seeing in your past memories?" He asked.

Temari turned and stared at him.

"Your friend said you will only know it's true if I remember, I remember. Is is true?"

"The only problem is I don't believe in it." He said to her.

Temari, I have the answer for you.

Xypher? Why the hell are you in my head?

I'm dead.

You can't die! Astrid would kill you, if it were possible.

Well bloody hell I don't have a physical form. Well I do, but it's kind of dead?

You seek refugee in my effing mind?

Well yes, I'm sorting out your confusing memories. And by the way this, your mind will never be a sanctuary. It is full of haunted things.

What did you see?

Well, did you destroy Suna?

Because I did not want him to die, I did not get rid of Suna...I did not get rid of Suna...

And here I thought you were dumb...It took you awhile.

They were angry with me? Why was he bleeding to death? Did I cause that? I did not destroy that city! I know it in my heart, the heart I possessed and he claimed I had! Why was the city covered with dead bodies and blood everywhere? He was angry...but he wasn't angry with me when he was dying...

It wasn't you, though I don't know why you acted it was you. What the hell were you thinking?

I don't know I don't remember much.

I cannot tell you a direct answer, but perhaps I could say something else...

"The Changes of Winds

Thy longing, thy thirst, cold heart

The giver for she never received him

Hot Sands, piercing heat, red as rose

By hands, not wings, destroyed

Dreams gone, dreams dies

Shadow lurks by death of many

Winds hides that stench of death

Shadow will never rest, never dies

Winds soothes, Wind is thy lover"

Xypher! I don't understand this! Just die and tell me everything.

I don't want to die. I don't die. What part of can't die-or immortal beings do you not understand?

Please, there are plenty of ways to kill an immortal. It's just almost impossible.

Well keep it in memory and recite it later, if you keep doing it, you'll bound to get something...I hope. And I promise you later on you won't want me dead, in fact you'll beg me to stay alive.

Riiight. Does Astrid know you're gone?

No, if she does, she will be throwing a fit.

She's going to bother me!!

Well, calm her down, and tell her I love her.

Calm her down?

My body is...sort of bloodied and lifeless.

Xypher!

I have to go, I'll come back, they're hunting me down.

"You don't believe in me." she repeated.

"No, it's a dream. I should be dead but I'm not. The heat from the sun should harm me by alot, but sometimes I feel cool and refreshed."

You were taking care of your baby? How adorable.

Xypher! Be gone you ass hole.

Fine, will you ask Shikamaru to get my pendant? Tell him to wear it, and tell him to give Astrid a kiss for me.

What!?

Just a Kiss, send a message for once.

Damn you!

I am already damned many years ago. So damning me does not do much damage.

Stupid Dark Cursed Fallen Angel.

Don't be jealous, then again our babies will be kissing each other! We have every right to be jealous, never mind forget my suggestion of him kissing her, how about you kiss her for me?

Oh my-I am still shocked Astrid married you. I refuse.

She merely frowned and went back to "walking".

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Okay, I answered.

She was not the one who destroyed that City.(She answered herself) I mean if she did...Shikamaru would have been dead by her hands right? But he wasn't. Wasn't that simple? xD Omg don't throw anything at me (like you can) for making you guys wait a million years and the answer was simple. XD

So the question is, what is with that memory why was he pissed at her?

Oh, in case you guys are confused with the order, That memory of them fighting and arguing is before the young man died. =o

And-uhm...yeah.

I like what Xypher said though