Therapist Equals The Rapist
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. If I did I would totally make Sasuke and Naruto have hot smexin' sex.
Summary: Sasuke is a being that feeds on the human soul through sexual intercourse. There are many like him on Earth, blending in with society. The only problem? Every person they have intercourse with dies, so most of them resorted to rape instead. One of them makes a mistake and a victim gets away. In comes, Naruto, a detective given charge of the investigation. His prime suspect? Why! It's Sasuke of course! But is he in over his head on this one?
Chapter 19
Frustration settled in after an hour of Tsunade's careful rubbing the cuffs against the floor. Because of restrictions the amount of force she used amounted to nothing. It was almost as if she was just ghosting over the floor. Lightly she dragged it with the strength of a mouse against the floor repeatedly. Sasuke and Orochimaru lost interest half an hour ago and sat side by side chatting. They had bored expressions compared to Tsunade's still determined concentrated one. The two would look at her every now and then and sigh. Orochimaru turned to Sasuke who has taken to burying his face into his knees with his arms cradling his head.
"I bet you ten gold pieces that she's going to give up in two hours." Orochimaru smirked though it didn't reach his eyes. He was being playful but inside he was dreading their situation. Sasuke lifted his head and eyed the man skeptically.
"You don't even have ten gold pieces anymore Orochimaru. They probably ransacked our rooms and taken what gold and silver they can find." Sasuke snorted at his bet. Orochimaru frowned at his hurtful comment. He placed his hands on his hip and gave Sasuke a look.
"Just humor me would you?" He whined in a complaining tone. Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"Fine, twelve gold pieces she doesn't give up." Sasuke betted; humoring the man. Orochimaru gave a satisfied smile and turned back to watching Tsunade scrape against the floor. She didn't seem to be hearing anything their saying; too caught up in her task at hand. All conversation died after the bet as both men suddenly gained interest in her attempt again. They watched with unblinking eye as she moved her arms forward and back in pattern. Their eyes focused on the diagram she was scrapping against the floor.
Tsunade gave a growl and a frustrated look at the handcuffs an hour and half later. Orochimaru perked up. He sat up straighter off the wall on his tail bone. His eyes widen in anticipation. Her shoulders slumped a bit but she kept going, her determination not yet broken. Orochimaru shot Sasuke a smirk that said 'I'm about to win.' Sasuke just arched an eyebrow at him: No you're not. However all bets were put off as the dungeon doors opened loudly. Sasuke and Orochimaru shot their heads up but Tsunade was too far gone in her task to hear the door. Orochimaru scrambled forward to try and make her stop but she wasn't hearing him. He tried grabbing her arms but he couldn't do anything without applying force.
Kakashi walked through the threshold with four of his men behind him. They carried spears and wore protective gear. He took one look at Tsunade and Orochimaru and snickered. He walked to their cell and tapped the bar loudly with a dagger he kept handing on his person. Tsunade flinched away pulling her arms up off the floor. She looked up and snarled at him.
"What's this? You're trying to scrape off the diagram?" He asked amused. He was not the least bit worried. The three said nothing. Kakashi shook his head. Even though he wasn't the least bit worried he couldn't let her do that. It would compromise things. "You four," he motioned to his men. "Grab them and follow me." He said. The four men entered the cell and grabbed the three of them. They didn't struggle. It was a worthless effort even if they tried. Kakashi led them to a different section of the dungeon that had sets hanging chains from the ceiling. He placed a wooden ladder under one of the sets of chains. He motioned for the man who has Tsunade to over and up onto the ladder. The man chained her cuffs to the chains hanging from the ceiling. Kakashi pulled the ladder from under her feet leaving her hanging from the chains. She grunted feeling the pressure on her arms. Kakashi motioned the others to do the same with Sasuke and Orochimaru.
"Now you can't do anything. Just relax." Kakashi shrugged his shoulders and stood back.
"When I get out of here you will die Kakashi!" Tsunade spat at him. Kakashi sighed.
"Whatever keeps you going, Tsunade," he shook his head sadly. "Hang tight, guys. I got some errands to run." He smiled at them, told his four men to stay and guard them, waved goodbye, and left the dungeon. The four men all took seats by the large wooden square table that Sasuke sat with Naruto not to many days ago. Sasuke stared at them sitting in the very seats he and Naruto occupied. He growled involuntarily at them. They gave him strange looks then chuckled.
"Give it up, Uchiha. You're over now." One of the cockier men snickered at him. He flashed his spear at Sasuke's face. The gleam blinded him for a bit as the dungeon's light ricocheted off the blade of the spear. Sasuke grunted and waited for the gleam to pass. When it did he settled to glare at them. Hanging off the dungeon ceiling was doing a lot to his ego as King. If it was possible he would have died of humiliation and a stab to his ego.
"You low lives that could only follow and not lead have no rights to talk to Sasuke like that." Tsunade spat back at them. "You really think you're all that and high up in status? Neji and Gaara don't care crap about your puny little lives. Kakashi just thinks you're all playthings. Something to keep him entertained. That man is twisted I tell you." Tsunade narrowed her eyes. The men looked at each other in doubt before glaring at her.
"You don't know anything about our leaders. They care about the Kingdom. They care about our lives. We serve them because they care enough to rebel against this piece of crap over here." One of the men nudged Sasuke's foot with the butt of his spear.
"Don't touch him!" Tsunade shouted at him with a scolding mother tone. The man flinched away. "You touch my child again I will mess you up so badly without lifting a finger you will be bawling on the floor!" Her threat bounced off the walls and echoed into their minds. They hesitated for a moment. Her threat sounded real and they have heard stories about Tsunade's abilities. They had been scary. She was not Sasuke's most trusted after Naruto simply because she was his wet nurse. They took a look at her state; hanging off the ceiling and chained with binding spells. They laughed. Her expression darkened as she observed them.
"You," she spoke they looked at her. "The one standing up front," she said as she eyed the tall dark haired man in front of the group. He wore a handmade set of clothing using cheap materials. His shoes were worn and his hair was unnaturally long with uneven ends. It was pulled back in a sloppy ponytail and he looked older than he is. His eyes were unfocused and doubtful.
"What?" He asked trying to brave up to her. She gave a cold chuckled.
"You must be the eldest child of the family. How many are there? Six? Ten? You probably have tons of little siblings starving at home waiting for you to get back." She spoke with humor. His grip tightened on his spear. Her eyes gleamed. She knew she struck a nerve.
"I'm right aren't I? You didn't want to join the rebellion. You wanted a normal life perhaps a life of a merchant. An easy life that would give you steady income but that wasn't a choice. Your family was falling apart financially. Your parents didn't have enough to feed all of their kids. So being the eldest you volunteered to leave. You joined the rebellion because you knew Sasuke wouldn't take you into his army. You would never fit the bill. You're too skinny, you have no experience, and most of all you have no training. You're only choice was the rebellion." Tsunade spoke her words becoming steadier and steadier. The man shook violently by now.
"No, you're wrong." He still tried to play brave. Tsunade laughed at his failed attempt.
"I'm wrong? Why are you shaking then? Why are you staring at me with those fearful eyes? It's because I'm right. Your parents didn't even stop you did they? They must have been happy to see you go. Perhaps they were hoping you'd die in battle so they won't have to worry about feeding you when you get back." She smirked victoriously as the man shook his head and took a couple steps back.
"No, I had no choice. They didn't want to see me go!" He shouted.
"Oi! Stop it!" One of the men pointed his spear at Tsunade's face. He glared at her. She simply gave the point of the spear a look. "Leave him alone." He warned her and pushed the spear closer to her. She backed her face away and watched the man she was badgering take refuge behind him. Her eyebrows rose in realization.
"Get that thing out of my face, boy. It can't be helped if your boyfriend is easily susceptible to manipulation." She gave him a pointed look. The man pulled the spear back a bit in surprise. She rolled her eyes. "Please anyone can tell you two are together." She sighed. He pulled the spear back and flipped it. With anger he slapped her over the cheek with the butt of his spear.
"Shut your pie hole, bitch!" he shouted.
"Tsunade!" Sasuke and Orochimaru shouted. She spat blood onto the pavement below her and moved her jaw in a circular motion testing it.
"Hmmm… that hurt more than I thought…" She sounded unaffected.
"How dare you strike at someone whose of higher authority?" Orochimaru shouted at him. The man laughed at him.
"Higher authority you're joking right?" He sneered at him then turned around. The four of them ignored Orochimaru's shouts of authority and status.
"Orochimaru," Tsunade called out. The man stopped instantly. "Enough, I'm fine." She spoke in a cold whisper.
BREAK TIME! I'M SO FREAKING HIGH!
The door opened then slammed again in Kankuro's face.
"Go away!" Lee shouted from the other side. Kankuro's eyebrow twitched at the man's horrible manners. He knocked on the door again. "Go away!" The response came again.
"Lee, I come in peace." He said the corny line. Lee didn't say anything. There was shuffling behind the door then the sound of the TV. The man was ignoring him! A vein threatened to pop near his temple. He pounded harder on the door, this time with anger. The door shook under his fist.
"LEE!" He shouted loudly making sure the man can hear him over the TV. "OPEN THE DOOR! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU! IT'S ABOUT GAARA!" He shouted loud enough the entire floor heard him. Several doors opened and multiple heads poked out.
"Shut up!"
"Go home!"
"I'm trying to sleep here!"
"Have a heart and be considerate of the children and elderly, you asshole!"
"Hey, keep it down would ya, dimwit?"
Many voices overlapped the other as they all voiced their opinions about Kankuro. The man bowed and apologized till they all went back into their apartments and slammed the door on him. He turned back to Lee's door. He sighed and pulled out his phone and dialed Lee's number. Five seconds later the phone rang inside. The TV volume dropped and Lee picked up.
"Hello?" Kankuro heard the voice in doubles. It came from his phone and through Lee's door.
"Listen to me-!" The phone was slammed onto the charger without further thought. He growled and called again. Again Lee picked up.
"I have nothing to say to you. Your brother caused me my job and I'm not so keen on talking to his brother. Leave me alone!" He hung up again. Kankuro sighed and snapped his phone shut. He had half a mind to leave but he knew Gaara would kill him if he did. Left with no other choice he gripped the door handle. Gave it a little jig then positioned over it. Lifting it a little off the floor he twisted the door and pushed it forward. The lock snapped off and the door sailed open. Kankuro walked in just in time to see Lee scramble off his couch and grab the gun on the coffee table. He slipped the safety off and pointed it at Kankuro in record time.
"That's breaking and entering! You're trespassing!" He shouted, his police training kicking in even though he wasn't a cop anymore. Kankuro stared at his gun in confusion.
"Where'd you get a gun? You're not a cop anymore…" He said.
"I had one registered privately but that's not the point! Which part of I don't want to talk to you do you not get? Thanks to you Sabakus I've lost my job and I'm living off on my life savings!" Lee shouted at him with fury. Kankuro raised his arms up. His right hand gripped a manila envelope. He turned around and jumped several time showing him he had no weapons.
"See? No weapons, I'm unarmed. Please, I just want to talk to you." Kankuro spoke with even breathing and spacing between the words. Lee studied him for a while before lowering his gun. But he didn't let go. Kankuro placed his arms down. "Thank you," he released a breath he didn't know he was holding which was stupid. Lee's gun couldn't hurt him. He wasn't even human yet he was afraid of Lee's gun. He mentally chuckled at his sudden fear.
"Take a seat." Lee tentatively offered him a seat on one of his three couch set. Kankuro took a seat on the single couch while Lee took a seat on the three seater couch. He kept his eyes on Kankuro. "What do you want? Haven't your brother done enough?" Lee asked. Kankuro presented the manila envelope to Lee. The man eyed him suspiciously but took it and unbound the string. He pulled out a stack of documents.
"What is this?" He asked setting the envelope down and looking over the documents. His eyes widened as he read the information. "What?" He shouted giving Kankuro a death promising look.
"Gaara wants you to have the bar." Kankuro said truthfully.
"Why? We're not of kin and I don't know him personally. I arrested him for god's sake! Does he have a screw loose?" Lee shouted throwing the documents onto the table. Kankuro opened his mouth but Lee placed a firm hand in his face. "Don't answer that." He warned.
"I know that this doesn't make sense but Gaara made it very clear that you are to inherit his bar and everything else he owns." Kankuro knew about the bar. He had no idea Gaara transferred EVERYTHING to Lee. It came as a shocker to him as well. Lee leaned back with a livid face that he tried to contain. His leg started to shake. He laid his right arm onto the back rest of the couch and fisted his hand against his mouth.
"No, I'm not taking it." He said the line Kankuro was waiting to hear. He packed up the documents and shoved them back into the envelope. He twirled up the string and threw it on the table. "Take it back, I'm not taking it." He said again.
"It's already been transferred, Lee. It doesn't belong to Gaara anymore." Kankuro said prepared for his refusal. Lee shook his head.
"No, it's not mine. I'm not taking it. I'm already suspected of being involved with his escape. The last thing I need is to accept this and add more onto my back. I don't know what Gaara is planning but if you see him, tell him to back off!" he shouted the last part.
"Gaara's not coming back." Kankuro shouted even though he didn't mean to. "I don't know why he chose you but he did. He transferred everything over to you. If you don't accept it about a dozen of the bar's employees are going to lose their jobs." Kankuro explained to him.
"That's not my problem, Kankuro." Lee folded his right leg over his left. "I'm not accepting the bar and that's it." Kankuro sat back and ran a hand over his face.
"Look, you're out of a job and you're living off your life savings like you said. Sooner or later you're going to become one of the homeless. Let Gaara do this one favor as compensation for getting you sacked." Kankuro tried a different approach. Lee looked at him like he was crazy.
"Compensation? If he wants to compensate for what he caused then he better get my job as a detective back. Giving me his bar is just adding to the problem. Even though I am not charged or convicted as an accessory to Gaara's escape doesn't mean I'm innocent to them. I'm just as guilty as a serial killer in their eyes. The fact that I was released from all charges changes nothing. If I accept his bar and everything else he owns I'm signing away my life." Lee narrowed his eyes at him.
"We can protect you." Kankuro offered.
"Protect me? This isn't some spy movie, Kankuro. This isn't some undercover job. I accept this," he points to the documents on the table. "I will go to jail! They're all sitting on the edge of their seats right now hoping I'll mess up and make contact with Gaara. They all think I played a part in his escape. Accepting this would just give them reason to arrest and throw me in jail."
"…If you're not guilty of anything then why are you afraid of what they'll think?" Kankuro asked.
"I don't know what world you live in but in this world your actions contribute to whether you're guilty or not in the eyes of the public. Even if Gaara didn't cause me my job and I wasn't under suspicion I wouldn't accept his stuff. Gaara brought me nothing but difficulties. My partner has gone incognito two times in less than a year! I know Gaara has something to do with it but I can't prove it but that's beside the point! He escaped under my watch and I lost my badge because people think I'm in league with him. Why would I accept this? It's only going to add to my overfilling plate of stress!" He shouted and got up. He stormed to the door and opened it.
"Leave," he gestured out the door. Kankuro sighed and got up from his seat. He walked to the door. But before Lee can close the door he pushed it open and gave Lee a serious hard look.
"Look, I know you aren't mad at Gaara. I know that you feel like you're connected with him. You feel like you know him right?" He said.
"I don't know what you are talking about. Gaara and I have no connections no matter how far you dig into our lives." Lee tried to shut the door but Kankuro pushed hard enough to slam into the wall. Lee flinched back.
"You are more connected than you know, Lee. There are connections that can't be erased even in death. I don't normally beg people but I beg you to accept Gaara's gift. He's been waiting for too long for you to reject it." He said with a hint of sadness.
"What are you talking about?"
"I wish I can tell you but it's not your life anymore. If you can't remember then I can't tell you." He already let too much slip.
"What?" Lee grew angry. "Get out! I don't want to see you anymore and I can assure you I WON'T TAKE IT!" He grabbed the door and with all his might slammed it in Kankuro's face, literally. He tried locking it but when it didn't lock he cursed loudly. Kankuro rubbed his face listening to Lee pushing some kind of furniture in front of the door in replacement of the lock.
Lee slouched against his three seater couch that he had pushed from the living room. He would have liked to use something else but his house was mostly empty of furniture besides the necessities. His heart pounded at Kankuro's words that still revolved in his mind. He shook his head and laughed at the craziness of the situation.
"Everyone's gone crazy!" He shouted maniacally. "What's this crap about a connection between me and Gaara? There's no connection. Gaara and I don't know each other." He looked down at his hands. He continued to laugh but then it died as he thought back to his meeting with Gaara. The man had taken something from him but he didn't know what. His right hand clutched his heart. It was right there then it went missing. He gripped his shirt to the point it hurt his chest. It was right there in his heart but now it felt empty. Gaara took something and he hasn't felt normal since. He shook his head.
"It's not like that Lee. All this talk from others is making you go crazy." He got up from the couch and chained up his door. He turned off the TV ignoring the envelope that was still on the coffee table.
"A good night sleep and everything will be back to normal. Yup, yup," he nodded his head as he turned off the lights and headed into the bedroom.
THERE IS BLANKNESS IN MY MIND
It was a month later before the mirror in the hallway of the castle glowed again. Servants and maids cowered by the wall shielding their eyes. Repetitive grunts chorused as the light grew brighter. A pair of heavy boots echoed from the mirror. It walked steadily onto the stone floor of the castle. The light receded. All those who compressed themselves against the wall slowly peered past their arms. They lowered their arms distracted by the red head that stood in front of the mirror.
"What are you all staring at?" He asked in a menacing tone. His voice started a chain reaction. Everyone looked at each other perplexed. Once that look passed they scrambled off their behinds and rushed off. They all dispersed in record three minute time.
Strolling into the throne room Gaara turned heads. Neji and Kakashi hovered by the throne conversing. They glimpsed over at him then resumed their conversation. Gaara glared left and right at the various chained servants. They shied away from his look. Gaara strode his way up the red carpet to the throne. Familiarly the two men stepped aside to include him. Neji lowered the papers he was holding to give Gaara a quizzical look.
"Where have you been for a whole month?" He questioned him. Kakashi nodded his head in agreement.
"I've had some things to settle on Earth." He gave an effortless answer. Kakashi snorted; Neji simply arched an eyebrow. Then he raised the papers up again.
"Is it done?" He asked the question in respect of being polite.
"Yes." Gaara's monotone voice carried a command to close this conversation and start anew. The two men arched their eyebrows at each other but obliged to his wishes. Neji handed the papers over to Gaara. He looked them over as Neji filled him in.
"Ever since we captured the castle we've been getting letters from nations from around the world. They want a peace treaty and alliance with us." Neji said.
"No doubt, they're just sucking up to the winning party. If Sasuke came out victorious they'll be sucking up to him." Kakashi rolled his eyes. Gaara skimmed through the various letters then dumped them on the floor. The two men gave him incredulous looks.
"What was that for?" Kakashi asked after a minute of silence.
"They're all a bunch of cowards." Venom dripped from Gaara's lips as he spoke each word. Kakashi stepped back a bit jokingly portraying a surprised look.
"Whoa, what pissed you off? They're cowards we know that don't have to spit venom on the word." Kakashi responded. Gaara glared his way.
"Gaara, explain your anger." Neji interrupted.
"These letters aren't asking for a true peace treaty or an alliance. They just want a chance to slither their way in and take us out from the inside. They're not looking at us like we're the victor. They're treating us like we're a bunch of idiots." Gaara spat.
"Uhh… the letters said that?" Kakashi eyed the pile on the floor. "Are you sure?" He questioned him. He brought Gaara's glared down upon himself again.
"Open your eyes Kakashi!" Gaara screamed. "These morons think nothing of us! When we rebelled against Sasuke they laughed. They're still laughing." Gaara pointed to the stack of papers. "Reread those letters," it was a command, "and tell me if there is an ounce of respectin there." Leaving his argument at that he strolled out of the throne room. His footsteps echoed into the halls. Kakashi bent down and picked up the papers organizing them neatly.
"What's gotten into him?" He asked Neji. "Since when does he care about respect?"
"He doesn't… he's letting off some steam." Neji sat down on the throne. He reached over to the portable wooden table and picked up a cup of tea. He sipped lightly savoring the well brewed tea. Kakashi leaned against the throne reorganizing the papers by nation.
"Letting off steam? From what?" Kakashi asked confused. Neji chuckled.
"Think about it, Kakashi. Who has the ability to rile him up?" Neji eyed him from the corner of his eye. Kakashi looked up at the opposite wall fifteen twenty feet away from them. His eyes squinted as he thought hard.
"… Lee?" he asked finally. Neji turned to his tea and sipped without answering yet answered his question. "Lee is the contributor to his stress?" Then Kakashi chuckled. "He went to Earth for Lee? If I didn't know Gaara I'd say he's chasing the ghost of his past." Kakashi mumbled amused as he turned back to the stack of papers in his hands.
"Perhaps he is." Neji placed the tea down and got up from the throne.
"First Gaara and now you? Where you going? Don't tell me Earth." Kakashi joked.
"I've got a corpse to visit." Neji waved to him over his shoulder. "There's a score I got to settle before anything else happens."
"… With a corpse?" Kakashi asked as the throne room's doors slipped shut. He shook his head. "Haa, the crowd I hang with." He sighed.
OH MY GOD IT'S NEJI'S TURN
The morgue was deserted. Neji stood at the door. He stared at the metal table in the center of the room. Memories of his time here as Sasuke's subject resurfaced. The faces of his previous friends flashed by. The times before everything went wrong. Memory after memory surrounded them all together, teasing, insulting each other. His hand gripped the door frame crushing it. He took a deep breath and released it in a puff of smoke. Taking a step forward he walked slow and steady into the familiar morgue. The memories kept coming back haunting him. Neji shook his head slightly frantic.
No, those times are over. He scolded himself. With another deep breath he walked over to the wall that housed the many corpses. He peered at each name tag. Uzumaki, Uzumaki, Uzumaki… He tapped the name plate that said Uzumaki twice before unlatching the handle and pulled the bed out. In laid cold and pale Naruto. Neji swatted at the slight smell but it went unnoticed a minute after. The cold temperature masking it quickly. Neji pulled the blanket off Naruto and dumped it onto the floor. The blond lay naked and cold. And exposed. Neji chuckled with ill humor.
"Your fate ended faster than I thought." He spoke to the corpse with the same ill humor. His smirk victorious. He leaned onto the edge of the table and stared at Naruto's dead face. Then he growled and backhanded Naruto's lifeless face. He looked at the body from a sideways angle. He shrugged, grabbed a chair, and sat down. He flipped his hair back and leaned into the chair.
"Why'd you come back, Naruto?" He lifted his feet up onto the bed. It creaked noisily under his weight. He shook his head and chuckled. It turned into an all out laugh. He started clapping. "All those years ago, you made a bet with me. You said you could change your fate." He snorted and kicked the bed harshly. Naruto's body fell onto the morgue's tiled floor.
"You're wrong!" He shouted at it. "Fate is not in your hands Naruto. You owe me a fight." Hatred slipped his tongue. His eyes bored into the corpse on the floor.
"What are you doing?" Anger spoke before Gaara's voice. Neji turned to the red head that had entered the morgue. His dull green eyes glanced at Naruto's mistreated body then at Neji. His eyes flashed red. "Pick him up!" He shouted at Neji. The man arched his eyebrows ignoring his command.
"Why should I? It's just a corpse." Neji snickered. Gaara crossed the morgue in record time. He pushed Neji up against the metal doors that housed corpses. Neji hissed at the two handles digging into his back and neck.
"Pick. Him. Up." Gaara growled before releasing Neji to the ground. Neji coughed a bit before surging upright into Gaara's face.
"What's your problem? Why should I be courteous to a psychopath?" He shouted.
"Naruto may be a psychopath but he does not deserve you manhandling his corpse! How would you like it if someone manhandled YOUR CORPSE?" Gaara shouted back. Neji laughed in his face.
"Manhandle my corpse? I don't plan on dying anytime soon. So you don't have to worry about that. I know you favor Naruto even though he is the cause of your heartache. However your favoritism has gone a bit far, don't you think Gaara?" Neji snorted at him. Then pushed past the redhead. He strolled to the door with his head high and back straight. He stopped at the door and looked back at Gaara's back.
"Harboring feelings for the enemy that killed your lover… how stupid can you get?" Then he strolled out the door. Gaara took a deep breath in and released it slowly. With controlled anger he bent down and turned Naruto onto his back. He slipped his arms under him and picked him up. Heaving the dead weight back onto the metal bed he covered him back up.
"Sorry Naruto…" He whispered then looked at the blonde's face. "I know you killed him but I can't harbor ill feelings for you. Consider yourself lucky." He placed the cover over his face and pushed the bed back into the wall. He locked the latch and turned around. A glimpse of flashing light caught his eyes as he turned. He squinted at the passing light before looking around for the source. His eyes zeroed in on the wall to his left where Tsunade's desk sat with disorganization. On the wall to the left of the desk hung a small sapphire necklace. It shined brightly in contrast to the rest of the room. Gaara, transfixed, walked up to it.
It was Naruto's necklace. He's seen it before. Gently he took it off the hook it hung from. With care he examined its shine. It shined brightly despite the darkness that filled the morgue. Gaara didn't know what possessed him but he soon found himself pocketing the necklace and leaving the morgue with it. Quietly he shut the door and bid Naruto a silent farewell.
A/N: Thank you for reading my story!
Sorry it took so long. I finished this story many days ago but I forgot to upload it. Lucky for me Hurricane Irene did not hit my neighborhood too badly. We only got heavy rain and a small tornado. There were some trees that were struck down but other than that nothing too dangerous. Lucky!
I originally planned for this story to be 20 chapters but I think it'll go over the 20 chapter mark. I'm a great planner but when I put my plans to action they tend to stray a little. *laughs* I do plan to finish this story so don't worry.
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