Part four: Over? not by a long shot
A4TN: I think this one It's a little bit too short. *sigh* Sorry for the long wait my internet was cut off because my laptop got hacked _ ... anyway enjoy ^-^*
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Two weeks has passed since the Uchiha first came here and I've only seen him twice in that time span, and had the pleasure of having my nose broke on both occasions, but I was still gloating over the small victory of making him resort to violence like some wild animal.
'men of his statue' I snickered mentally at his words. No body every told me being hit square in the face could be so much entrainment. But then again, people normally over looked the bright side of things.
"eh, Gaara?"
"hm?"
"sorry"
"what for?"
He shifted nervously under my gaze even adverting his own to the wooden flooring that was under our feet "for Sasuke-"
I held up a hand cutting him off "no need to be sorry, Naruto, I was the one who provoked him and beside I really think to lowly of the man to even recall the incident but maybe if he was a real man. Then he, himself, would come to apologize to me in person and I may look at him in a different light... And Naruto; Then, and only then, will I accept a apology on his behalf"
I had to bow my head to keep him from seeing the side of my lip twitch in amusement and silently hopping Naruto would relay that message to him; word for word.
'Uchiha's are much more sensitive about there pride being hit' I thought as I stared at the black printed letters on the document in front of me but not even trying to read it.
"Oh um, okay, I'll see you later for lunch" Naruto said, making a quick excuse before exiting my office. I nodded more to my self then to him before watching the door slam shut behind him, smirking; I bet my right eye, he went off to yell at the Uchiha and give him my message.
Sighing, I turned my chair to the window and gazed out at the city below; the smirk disappearing instantly.
Even from here I could easily spot my man- mingling in with the coward or hidden on roof tops but you have too be very well trained to spot them. As all man and women that pass through our doors are expert at killing and protecting -most have never even failed a mission in their life. Even the rookies know never to live up to our standards but over them.
I sighed; Sunagakure was a training versatility that only produce the best.
Best weaponry, best assassins, best long range fighters/ shooters and short range, the best minds and so on. We also took on any sort of missions from suicidal to guard duty. letting each one have experience in one filed or another.
So it wasn't a surprise that, to the world; we were seen as a glimmer of hope in this dark time making them rely too much on training versatility, like Sunagakure, to produce a newer and better shoulder, police officer, and so... but mainly for the war; they relied on us to win it for them.
I leaned back on the chair thinking back to the time when I was on the other side of the war; when I control when the next attack came, what village was the next to disappear only leaving ruins and mourners behind to remember it, when I chose weather I was playing the cat or the mouse.
I may of hated it but it was familiar- it was normal; I grow up in that world of killing. where the law was in your own hands, and relying on nothing but my own strength and cunning- Now though, I'm constantly waiting on edge; when will they strike? will they hit us or some other poor village? Am I playing the cat now or are they?
The worry was enough to make you sick and lose hours of sleep over. No wounder all the people fighting in that war was really gunning for me back them.
I ran a hand over my forehead as my stomach threaten to make me unable to attend lunch with Naruto. Shaking my head; I stared back at the stack of papers and the lone file that was nested in between them. Sighing I plucked out the first document in front of me and let my eyes sweep over it... and immediately four words stuck out from the rest;
Transfer
Request
Uchiha
Sasuke