Heart Break. Sarafu Is Rejected.
It rained heavily this morning so I was stuck inside. It was hard to do even D level missions in the rain. Some ANBU members, however still had to do their missions. Jin mostly played his video games or controlled his newly found mafia by phone. I, on the other hand, stared out the window, pondering. Yesterday, I had received letter from Yoko-sama, the Sorakage. It asked for my immeadiate return to the Sky Village. Yoko-sama had fallen ill, so ill, he would die in a month, and was unable to lead the Sky Village any longer. He asked for me to take his stead. My services were no longer needed in Konoha. I stared into the nothingness, thinking over my decision. I could absolutely not refuse the Sorakage, but it would be hard to leave the comfortable life in Konoha. Besides, I might never be able to return to the ground, which meant, never seeing Gaara again. I wanted, to at least, this time, say good-bye. I clutched my chest, in its searing pain. I had decided, that tonight I shall leave.
As the evening settled in, I slid outside from my window. Jin had long past fallen asleep, thanks to the drug I stirred into his drink. I ran onto the top of the roof of the apartment complexes. I summoned Moregayo, even though he grumbled at me. When I didn't reply, he felt my seriousness and became quiet. I put both of us under my Invisibility jutsu, and we set off into the sky.
When we were far from Konoha, Moregayo ventured to ask, "Have you been summoned back?"
"Yes, but stop at Suna, first. I need to speak with someone for a bit."
"Hai."
A few hours later, I stepped off of Moregayo and onto the sand. I gazed out into the distance, where the Hidden Sand Village stood out from the smooth hills of dust. A strong wind blew, but there was no rain here. I unsommuned Moregayo, since there was no further need for him. I wrapped my jacket around me and set off for Suna. The streets were empty in the dark. Lights shown from circular windows, as the people of Suna prepared for bed. I did not worry about Gaara, for I knew he never slept. I made my way to the Kazekage's office. One light radiated from the massive building. This was the first time I actually went in through the front door. I walked up a flight of stairs, until I reached a door with the encryption, "Kazekage". Hesitating at first, I opened the door to reveal a lone Gaara sitting lazily in his chair, surrounded by massive piles of paperwork. He didn't even look up at me.
"You come to visit me, even this late? It's past visiting hours, you know."
I laughed bitterly as a single tear streamed down my face. I quickly became silent, which disturbed Gaara enough to look up at me. "What's the matter?"
"Gaara, I-I've been. . .I've been asked to become the next Sorakage of the Sky Village."
"Congratulations," he said coldly, which caused my eyes to quiver from the extreme force of the increasing amount of tears behind my eyes.
"You know what this means. I. . .I must leave the Earth, which means I won't be able to see you. Ever."
Gaara was silent. He looked back down to his paperwork. His face showed no signs of emotion, merely boredom. This angered me.
"Don't you care?!" I screamed, unable to hold my tears any longer. "Do you not understand that I love you?! Why the hell do you think I sneak into Suna, all the time, risking my life?! Am I nothing to you?! Gaara, answer me!"
He was silent. I could not see his face, because he was turned away.
"DAMMIT, GAARA, ANSWER ME!!!"
"Yes. I do know about your feelings. I am very much aware of these things."
"Then why?! Why are you so cold to me? Why do you not smile, even a cold friendly smile? Why do you show no emotion towards me, but to random people from this village, you act so kindly towards! I've seen you! A pack of girls come up to you and you're all smiles!"
"I can not show them my true self, but I show it to you. Take the compliment."
"True you?! So you are so blank? Is this how you treat Kankurou and Temari?! With such distance and coldness?"
"No."
"Then why do you treat me like that?"
He was startled by this question and flicked his gaze towards me. He saw my crying visage. I really did love him. I wanted him to treat me like he did Temari and all of his close friends. He never showed any emotion towards me. I always felt like he would never look my way. Like he could never notice me. "Gaara, do. . .do you hate me?"
To my astonishment, Gaara flung at me and slammed his hands on his desk. His face close to mine. "OF COURSE I DON'T!!" he yelled at me. "I love you! There you go! I love you so much you make my head spin. I've thought about dropping everything here and just running away with you!"
"Then come with me!" I pleaded. "Come with me to the Sky Village! No one knows it exists, so no one will find us there!" I looked at him hopefully.
He sat back down in his seat, devastatingly calm. "No. I can't. The people of this village want me to be their Kazekage. I can't just abandon them."
My heart sank. "Please?" I said weakly. A life without Gaara? I couldn't imagine such a thing. I shook the thought from my head. "No, no no! You have to come! We just have to be together!"
"No. Sarafu, this may be a bit harsh, but. . .I choose the Sand Village over you."
His words were like a knife in my heart. I stumbled backwards, unbelieving. I couldn't get all the millions of words running through my head out of my mouth, so I just stuttered. My mind was in chaos.
No! He has to come with me! I love him, and he said that he loves me, so we should be together! People who are in love, always end up together. Yes! Gaara is just confused! He doesn't understand this yet! He's blinded by his feelings of obligation toward the village. He really wants to run away with me. He just doesn't know how to yet.
Blinded with love and longing. I grabbed his shoulders and smiled crazily. "Its alright, Gaara. We can fake your death! Then the people of this village will have to choose a new Kazekage, and you can live happily ever after, with me!"
Gaara pulled away frm me, a bit scared of my glazed eyes. "Who? Who else can lead this city? No. I'm the only one left who can guide this village to glory."
"Gaara, you are simply blinded. We-"
"No! It is you who is blinded. Blinded by your insane love for me. Sarafu, when I said I loved you, I didn't mean like that. I meant as in the love for a younger sister. Sarafu, how do you feel when you're around me?"
I was beffudled by his new question, but answered truthfully. "My stomach feels like it has butterflies, and I feel all hot. I. . .I just want to die from the embarassment I feel."
"Exactly. That is not how I feel about you. You just make me feel calm. I don't long after your body, like people in love should. I merely feel warmed by your personaility. You. . .you do not want someone who makes you feel that way. You want someone you can feel comfortable around. Where you don't think you have to act your best. Sarafu that place is not by my side. You will live a wretched life if we are together. Please, for your own sake, forget about me. Find love somewhere else."
"I-I can't!" I desperately clung to his shirt. "I can't live without you! I lo-"
He covered my mouth before I could finish the sentence. "Don't say it!" He growled angrilly. He clutched my mouth so hard, I thought he would puncter my cheeks. "Don't you say another damn word! You're getting annoying. I'm trying to tell you nicely to back off, but you just don't understand simple English, do you?"
I cried, muffled by his hand, and try to squirm free.
"I'm getting tired of hearing your whinny voice. Leave! Leave now, and if I ever see your snotty little face, I will KILL you!" He squeezed my mouth so hard, just before throwing me into the wall. I put my hand on my face, where he had broken the skin, and I was bleeding. I stared at him, too scared to move.
"Get out."
I shivered at his dark voice. He seemed so ruthlessly evil now. My heart was flying.
"GET OUT NOW!"
I darted out the door as his booming voice knocked me down the stairs. Finally stopping at the end, I continued through the building without a stop for breath.
He's going to kill me! I know he is! I've got to escape! I burst through the front door and ran down the streets of Suna. My heart racing. I finally collapsed from excitement, outside of the city. Laying in the sand as the wind blew over me, I stared into the dark sky.
Why won't it rain? Usually, at times like these, it rains, but why is it as dry as a desert? Why will the sky not mourn for me? Why? Why did all of this happen to me? Why? Why?
"Why will the sky not mourn for me?"
Since the sky wouldn't create rain, I created some for myself, streaming down the side of my bleeding cheek. There lay the next Sorakage, weeping as the sand covered her crumpled body.
...to be continued.