Hi, haven't posted anything in a while because of school. *dodges rotten fruit*. Well, a nice thank-you to Alli ate Sora-Sorry Roxas for reviewing and getting me back on track. Also, thank you to the private messager that made me feel special:) Review and I will update faster!

Shards of light shot through the darkened room. It was strange to think of it, but Chi found herself hiding from these bolts of brightness as if they were the hunter and she were the hunted. Odd shadows hung themselves against the sand-colored walls, making strange shapes. These she was comfortable with, for in darkness there is no need to hide because no one will find you.

Her throat was dry and raw from how long she had gone without water. Breath came in shallow gasps, so quiet and yet loud in the silent room. The tears had crusted over, causing her skin to become like petrified wood. Sharp blue and silver took turns in her eyes, her kekkai genkai becoming almost too much to bear in this pathetic state.

She could feel it overwhelming her, slowly drowning her in the alluring power. It threatened to kill her, the chakra invading the rest of her body with a pain akin to knife blades. It was agony, in a way, but somehow she didn't feel like caring. Nothing really mattered in this condition of pure emptiness. Why would it matter anyway? Her parents were gone. Her family was gone. Gaara was gone. It seemed nothing she cared about stuck around for long.

The thought broke through the layers of hazy slowness that enveloped her brain. It shot through as an arrow finding its target. Eyes that had closed now shot open again, realizing how pathetic it was that she lay crying because of HIM. Yes, HIM, the smartest, nicest, most beautiful man she had ever met, and the cruelest. Cruel for becoming her friend, for making her happy, for doing what she should have expected: breaking her heart.

Still, she must get back on track! She was not Bella Swan, she was CHI SENSHI! The most amazing, loveliest, smartest, greatest, most graceful—ok this was going a bit far. Nonetheless she was not going to stand for this! Chi was going to show him he could not break her heart. Even if it meant pretending to not have one.

With this in mind, she allowed the chakra to flood her senses. Sinuous, black, feathery wings developed from her back, wrapping around her body like a cocoon. Strands of iridescent energy crackled around her, the intense feeling bringing her back. Back into a Chi. But not the same Chi.

*Gaara aka Panda-chan*

Sabaku No Gaara brushed the crimson hair away from his pale face, satisfied with the day's work. Matsuri could be checked off and just now he had seen Sakura sucking some citizen's face off. As he had already dealt with Arai, he could finally expose his feelings for Chi.

Bearing this in mind, he nearly ran home, hoping she was there. She was. She was not his Chi though.

*Gaara aka Panda-chan*

Gaara took ginger steps toward Chi, wondering why she was wrapped so tightly in his blankets. The 17 year old peeled the blankets back, shocked by the vehement reaction. She had shot out bed, seeming to fly. In fact, she was flying. The dark angel wings, combined with the brilliant, glowing silver eyes had him speechless. They reminded him of the Hyuugas, for there was no variation from the iris, pupil, and whites of her eyes.

A delighted laugh tore from her mouth. It wasn't right though. The sound was breathless and bell-like. This was not Chi's laugh, loud and happy and infectious. Her clothes weren't imprinted with cartoons of the power puff girls, hello kitty, and transformers. Even her Batman boxers were not visible. (He knows this only because of her tendency to flip upside down while being knocked unconscious by his sand.)

Instead strange modern kimono clung to her. It was a rich black, the kind that has no other color lying underneath it. A silver dragon was embroidered into her clothing, twisting itself around her lithe form. The kimono ended inches above her knees.

"C-Chi?"

"Yes." Her voice was all wrong too. It wasn't the happy, childish tone he had come to know her by. The light, still breathless pitch was cold and empty.

"I-I…Are you alright?" He asked lamely.

"Alright? You care not when you pain me with false attentions, but this itself is an insult. Alright…it seems you do not know what you have done. Let me take you on a trip."

He started as her voice gained power, echoing and reverberating against the walls.

"YOU PLAYED ME AS A FOOL! YOU TOOK AWAY THE SMALL HAPPINESS I HELD IN MY HEART AND CRUSHED IT IN YOUR PALM LIKE A BUG! YOU HURT ME!"

The ground shook beneath them, trembling like an earthquake to tip the Richter scale. Somehow Gaara felt as though they were the only two in this earthquake. He was right.

Fire ignited the tips of her hair. Even her skin began to emit sparks that leapt onto his floor. She became a tornado of voices, her voice echoing and overlapping.

Gaara remained impassive, although he was in shock. He had heard of her kekkai genkai and felt sure that this was it. The shocking new Chi was not one he liked. Not at all—and he was going to do something about her.

"Chi—"

"DO NOT SPEAK TO ME, YOU FOOLISH MORTAL!" Again her voice shook the room, her eyes short twin beams of moonlight.

The Kazekage was at a loss. How was he to subdue her? There were many ways, but only one came to Gaara's mind. He strode, as he had before, straight at her. Chi was slammed against the wall, a pair of distinct Gaara lips pressed against her own. The tidal wave of feeling swept over her, overwhelming her lust-for-power-and-revenge feelings.

The Faery crept back into her, as her figure became limp. Gaara held her up, gently placing her back on the bed while she slept (unconscious). He sighed, wondering why being in love had to be so much trouble.

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