Innocent: Hello everyone!! -cheeky grin- I'm BAAAAACK! I've been grounded..degraded..thrown in solitary confinement..you name it theses past several weeks have been stress-hell! But I love you all so very very much I pull myself out of my horrible state of mind and write up the ninth chapter! Voila! Love me!
Also it seems I keepi calling Gaara a kamikaze instead of Kazekage. Someone throw me off my highhorse and screech kagekaze untill I have it fixed in my stubborn brain.
Disclaimer: I own nothing!! NOTHING I SAY! -blocks closest, clutching giant fuzzy mallot of doom-
Gaara: -Tied and gagged in closet- MPH!!
Innocent: I really can't believe I did that I am completely against these strange disclaimer..oh well...-huggles Gaara-
Chapter Nine:Falling
Temari slapped her hand over Kankuro's mouth, placing a finger to her lips before taking her hand away.
The siblings were pressed against the hallway wall just at the living room's entrance were Hinata and Gaara were sleeping soundly.
"Should he be sleeping? He never sleeps..even without Shukaku." Kankuro's eyes were wide as he stared at his older sister in confusion. Confusion seemed to be an emotion his mind was revolving around lately.
"Amazingly I have no idea..I think..this is a good thing." Temari whispered back gabbing his arm and dragging him towards the kitchen, closing the door softly behind them. Sighing she leaned against the counter, worry marring her face like a scar.
"Gaara has just developed a loving relationship with us, a normal love not..romantic love. This could bite us in the ass later if Hinata doesn't understand what she is getting into." She sighed fiddling with her fingers much like Hinata.
"It's part of growing up Temari-chan." He patted his sister's shoulder in a rare showing of affection. "If it works out it works out if it don't..."
Temari's eyes darkened "Then the rejection will scar him for life..and we are screwed. He's..he's.." She growled in frustration and Kankuro awkwardly pulled his sister into a hug.
"Aww poor Mari-chan..worried her baby bro is growing up, ne?" She pushed him away shoving him playfully.
"Oh bite me you perv, I'm just worried he go into one of his dark moods..forever.." Her stomache growled loudly and she giggled sheepishly.
"Fooooooood!" She moaned going through the kitchen cupboards.
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Gaara sneezed loudly in his sleep waking up for a groggy moment and looking around.
'Whoever is talking about me needs to save it for the morning.' He thought snuggling into Hinata's warmth and falling back asleep.
((A/N: I couldn't resist! -))
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'Azumi!! Stop it right now!! STOP IT YOU IDIOT!' Mizu screeched angrily in her head, Azumi's hands stopped, the Kunai knife slid from her bloody fingers and fell to the ground, her head moved and she stared at it, frowning slightly.
"I'm not an..what..." she mumbled as if through a fog. Her hand reached through the Kunai knife again staring at the cold metal laced with crimson.
'STOP!'
"Stopped..I want it stopped.." She mumbled in reply, she was agreeing to somthing far from Miz's panic.
Flashback:Night before the Healing flush process
Azumi was submerged completely in water, the creek being to shallow she had manipulated it into a high column and she was floating happily, eyes shut as her body healed from mental and physical stress and pain. Her body hummed with exitment and wildness that only happened on nights of the full moon. Nearly primal, sending her into so many emotions and the false sense of immortality.
The full moon cast eerie blue shadows reflecting of the column of water and bouncing of the trees in a slow lazy dance. Rustling in the trees made her eyes slowly open and the water fall around her. Azumi caught herself and landed amist the falling water. It felt wonderfull on her skin and when it stopped, her bright anamilistic eyes opened wide and aquamarine.
The noise came again and a dark shadow darted with impressive speed into a taller tree. Frowning Azumi stood shivering as the cold air hit her wet body. The movement roused playfulness in her
'Lookie...someone is here to play!'
'Carefull..' Mizu murmered in her mind. Azumi merely nodded and walked to the shore staring hard up into the tree's branches. She could just make out a man's dark shadow crouched in the darkness.
"Who are you?" She growled threateningly as a wicked looking spear of ice formed in her right hand. She held it out defensively in front of her. A cold feeling brought on by more then the cold night sent more shivers down her spin along with thesudden feeling of dread.
A soft chuckle rang through the air and the man leaped away, the moonlight hit his figure and suddenly Azumi screamed, the loudness and force of it backed her away untill she was up to her knees in the creek's water. The man paused on another branch before slipping away towards the town.
For a long moment fear clenched her heart then slowly, anger..brought on by panic. Ignoring Mizu's protests she took off after the intruder.
"I need to know Mizu..if it's him I...have to go.." She whispered softly shutting out the demon's angry shouts with a mentel barrier. She leaped from roof to roof then spotted him, far ahead of her.
"Transport" She muttered eyes locking on a roof several houses down from her prey. In a whirl of water she disapeared only to reappear in front of the fleeing man on the opposite side of a roof. He stopped, cloak falling over his face so she couldn't make anything out.
"Who are you?" She demanded angrily, her molecules hummed oddly and her heart picked up speed. The chuckling started again, first faint then into full out laughter. She sent a barrage of ice shards at him and he easily dodged, throwing several Kunai at her deftly.
Growling Azumi avoided the danger by enclosing herself into a bubble, the sharp objects bounced off clattering to the ground.
Silence. The hood was pushed from his face and an all too familiar one smirked back at her. Azumi backed away, the bubble shattering around her in harsh sprinkling of cold water that seeped back into her skin. He looked so much like his father she..had almost mistaken Michi for Michiaki.
No, Michiaki was dead. Leaving only his horrible son behind. Michi stood impossibly tall hardly five feet from her, the black cloak covering his obviously large well-built body. He had changed from the scrawny fifteen year old boy she had once known as her best friend..then tormentor.
"No..." She whimpered backing away "Go away! You cant ruin it this time! I WONT LET YOU!!" She screamed.
"Zuzu...my dear dear Zumi-chan!" He took a step forward but she backed away more untill her heels hit the end of the roof, Azumi stared at the ground below and gulped, freezing to the spot. "The only way you'll ever be free of me is if I'm dead...or if you're dead. As long as we are both alive..you will never be free of me..I own you..I helped create you..." His brown eyes bore into her steadly darkening blue ones. A self-satisfied smile grew as she trembled like a leaf in hurricane-speed winds.
"This is a nightmare.." She whimpered covering her ears, squeezing her eyes shut. "GO away...you can't hurt me anymore...you can't, can't, can't!" She hissed not believing a word she said as she felt him draw closer. As he came within a foot of him spikes of ice shot forward and Michi cried out stumbling backwards as one of her deadly spears peirced his arm, blood splattering from the wound, he stared into Azumi's panic-stricken eyes.
"I'll be back. Zuzu-chan.." He pulled the spike from his arm and it melted in his hands the water rushing away from him and disapearing back into her body. "We'll have much more fun later." He winked and with a flury of hand motions he was gone in a poof of smoke. Azumi fell forward onto the roof curling into a ball.
end of flashback
Mizu's screaming was getting louder, angrier. Azumi paid them no heed as she dug the metal into her wrist again hardly feeling the pain.
'The only way you'll ever be free of me is if I'm dead...or if you're dead. As long as we are both alive..you will never be free of me..I own you..I helped create you...' The words echoed in her head over and over. 'As long as we are both alive..alive..alive...'
"Azumi! What the fucking hell!" Someone growled in her ear, the rough voice was shaking with anger..or was it fear..Azumi couldn't tell. Arms surronded her and took the knife away flinging it far into the bushes. She only recognized sounds and feelings, the sound of somthing ripping, the feeling of thick cloth being pressed to her throbbing wrist.
"Kiba?" She whispered her voice sounded tiny and small.
"Who the hell else? What the fuck is your problem? What has gotten into you!" He shouted angrily at her tieing the cloth tightly, around her wrist then forcing her body to move around, facing him. Her friend's face was flushed with anger, twisted into an confused scowl. She watched him through a haze as he gently pushed her back against the tree so she had somthing to lean on.
"Damn, If I knew me visiting would upset you I wouldn't of come!" Kiba looked s hurt, confused..so many negative emotions that Azumi despaired.
"Not you." She muttered in confusion staring up at him..what was he talking about?
"Then why are you..with the knife..?" He snapped and she bit her bottom lip against tears.
"I wanted to stop it." She said sheepishly trying to take her wrist back but he held it clasped tightly in his large hands. She stared at them. Familiar, warm, hands that had wrestled with in a time that seemed hundreds of years ago. The same hands..she had never noticed how much she liked his hands. Azumi frowned slightly not sure if she should laugh or cry at the sudden urge to rub them against her face.
"Stop what? Azumi..what's going on damn it!" She looked up at him wondering why he was yelling, she felt the familiar sting of tears and Kiba stared at her suddenly looking frightened.
"Ack..don't cry...I'm sorry! I didn't mean to yell I just..freaked..okay? Please Azu whats going on?" He loosened his grip on her and reached up with his right hand to wipe a tear away, she hadn't noticed the tears had actually started falling.
"I..can't tell you.." She whispered softly looking away from his dark brown eyes. He pulled her face back towards him and she concentrated on his nose instead of his eyes.
"Why not? You always were able to tell me everything..right? It should be no different now." Azumi's vision swam and she felt dizzy from bloodloss.
"You won't..you won't like me anymore if I tell you..." She mumbled wanting to bury her face in her hands and hide..run away..do somthing then sit there like a pathetic, crying child. Not in front of Kiba.
"Hey..don't be like that Azu..I'll always like you, you know that!" Kiba exclaimed helplessly. He had no idea what to do with Azumi..she ..she was never like this. In fact he couldn't ever remeber her crying unless it was because she was laughing too hard.
"No!" She shook her head furiously, pushing him away. Kiba nearly fell backwards but he straightened himself. Azumi hissed in pain cradling her hands to her chest and biting her bottom lip so hard he was sure she'd draw blood soon. It already looked busted up enough.
"Azumi." No responce. Kiba pounced, wrapping his arms around her waist and dragging her into his lap forcibly despite her half-hearted attempts at escaping. He cradled her against his chest and rocked back and forth. "Azumi Mizunino! Stop this now!" He growled into her ear. "You are obviously..stressed..but that is no reason to try..to.." He took a deep breath the scene of Azumi jabbing the knife into her wrist flashing sickeningly in his head "Killing yourself is not the answer. Too many people love you, Hinata, your parents, Shino...and me."
"Exactly. I love you all too..and thats why..I cant' do it..He'll hurt you all..he will..he's done it before...and I cant let that happen..not to you..not to Hinata..no one.."She suprised him with the cold harshness in her voice and she started struggling. KIba firmly held her arms to her sides but her legs flailed wildly kicking his own in attempt to escape.
"If..if.I don't die..he has to..I'll kill him, the damn bastard! Let me go!" She screeched, with suprising flexibility she leaned to the right .
and bit down on his arm, Kiba grunted as her teeth dug into his flesh but didn't relenquish his hold on her
"Damn it WHO?"
"I cant..Lemme' go!" She spat, his blood was visible on her lips and she grimaced at the metallic taste. Kiba frowned shaking her a bit.
"Snap out of it Azumi!" He cried desperatly tightening his hold on her if that were even possible. Her screaming and kicking slowed and then stopped all together. A moment of silence and then Azumi sobbed loudly hugging his arms tightly.
"I'm sorry! Really I am" He let her turn in his grasp and she flung her arms around his neck, her face buried in his chest. "Please don't be angry! I really am glad you are here...but..you being here is bad..bad for you!"
"What are you talking about, Azumi who were you talking about?"
"I can't...I can't tell!" She sobbed harder, her shoulders shaking harshly against him. Kiba rubbed circled on her back trying to calm her down. Somthing in Azumi died right then and there..or mabe it was already dead. Kiba felt like he'd witnessed the whole thing and couldn't do a damn thing about it.
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"Hold still."
Azumi flinched trying to tug her wrist away but Kiba held it steady scrubbing as gently as possible to rid her wrist of the dry blood. The room was cheap and stank but it was the closest Inn to the small forest Azumi had been hiding in and it had warm water, which was all he was concerned with. Currently she was perched on the bed hissing everytime the rough cloth brushed against the hole in her wrist.
"You're lucky..you missed the main artery." Kiba said and she didn't miss the anger in his voice. "For once, you didn't use those medical skills of yous..you must have been really shaken up. I wish you'd tell me."
She shrugged using her other hand to pat his head affectionatly. "I can deal with it alone, I think..Aww don't worry!" She smiled brightly.
Kiba looked up shaking his head. Azumi really amazed him sometimes..she jumped back into her usual self quickly..as if nothing ever happened. But the smiles or laughs never did touch those eyes of hers. Her eyes..still a horrible black.
"I will worry. I can't help that, your my friend Azumi and..you really scared me."
Azumi hung her head. "I am really sorry...I don't know what I was thinking..it's just..I've been running away for so long and Konoha..was so much defrient..and nothing happened for seven whole years..that's the longest I've had so much peace and..it's starting again.." She shook her head realizing she was ranting and he had no idea what she was talking about.
Kiba was wrapping white bandages around her wrists and admired his handi-work. Her nuckles and wrist were clean and freshly wrapped.
"Here, change your clothes." He took his black shirt off and tossed it to her jerking his head towards the bathroom. She nodded happily and bounced off the bed and disapeared behind the bathroom do.
Sighing Kiba kicked of his shoes and began making up the second bed, pulling the covers down. He jumped in suprise when warm arms wrapped around his waist from behind. Azumi's scent filled his nose, her unique scent of rain and spice.
"Slee with me?" She asked in a quiet voice and he turned his head watching her face turn a bright red.
"Azumi?"
"Yeah?"
"You're redder then Hinata got when Naruto landed ontop of her." He touched her cheek and smiled gently his brown eyes filled with amusment. Azumi blushed brighter and pouted up at him playfully. He took the moment to appreciate her figure. Lith and small, his shirt was hug on her, swallowing her up. One sleeve hungat an angle of her shoulders barring creamy smooth skin. The shirt ended teasingly mid-thigh and Kiba gulped.
"Please? Pretty please puppy-chan?"
"I told you not to call me that." He grumbled and she tweaked his nose
"Aww come on it's adorable!" She snickered grabbing his wrist and dragging him towards the bed. She pounced on it and took the far side of the bed, patting the matress next to her. He hesitated before turning the lamp off.
The room fell into complete darkness and he slipped under the blankets next to Azumi. For a moment no one moved and finally
Azumi grabbed his arm.
"What are you doing?" He asked as she used it to cushion her head spooning against him.
"Trying to go to sleep." She muttered shyly back
'Besides..I may not see you ever again after tommorow' She sighed in satisfaction as he turned towards her wrapping his other arm around her waist and sniffed her hair. She giggled lightly and squirmed.
"That tickles." She turned in his arms facing his chest and looking up to where she guessed his eyes were at. She could feel his warm breath on her face and it sent shivers runing down her spine. She guessed right because the space she was loooking at suddenly flashed red.
"Kiba?"
"Mmhmm?"
"Why did you come?"
"I missed you guys." He said with a shrug not liking where the conversation was heading.
"I missed you alot too." She sighed then attempted humor "You'll be pleased to know that no one wrestles with me at all here and I miss it!"
Kiba laughed softly "Yeah..but no one could handle you like I can." He realized the way his statement sounded and blushed slightly, thankfull that in the dark Azumi couldn't see it one bit. She flicked his nose playfully laughing.
"Really? If I remeber correctly it was me who had you pinned down too many times to count." Her voice was laced with sleep and he shook his head.
"Go to sleep Azu-kun, you'll need it."
"Oh yeah! Right I forgot about that. I've got a bit of a mission tommorow." She explained matter of factly and yawned. She wiggled her way a bit higher and placed a soft kiss on his lips before sliding back down before he could react.
"WellgoodnightKiba-kun" she squeaked in one breath and buried her head in the crook of his neck.
Kiba waited untill her breath evened out before hugging her tightly against him. Tommorow, he was certain he'd get to the bottom of this..and the kiss. He pressed them together his canines grazed them lightly from behind. The warm fuzzy feeling was still there. She was a watr nin but her touch burned like fire through him. Closing his eyes,Kiba smiled. After this, he wasn't letting her go..ever again.
Innocent: Hi all! Wadd'ya think? Very dramatic..very..erm..emo..heehee! I love my Kiba-Azu pairing..they go good together no? I just wonder who he really ends up with in the anime...?? OH MY GOSH!!! I was once again searching the web..I do that..came across a very interesting chatboard so I peeked in at first it was about being anti-meat then to anti-drugs..all theses political topics teens were arguing over and suddenly..and very..random-filled somebody brought up anime..which resulted in a japaneses-anime-bashing party and another person posted this song..
Sasuke the red eyed ninja, had a very emo face.
And if you ever saw him, he would call you 'dobe' and walk away.
All of the other ninja, use to bow and shout his name
They never let poor Sasuke, go to Orochimaru's place
Then one foggy mist like day
That snake man came to say
Sasuke with your sexy ways, won't you be my boy tonight?
Then how the other ninja hated him
as sasuke taunted them with glee
yippie
sasuke the red-eyed ninja he's gonna kill Itachi!
-dies dramatically- I was in tears I was laughing so hard! Oi! Maybe I just have a screwed up sense of humor..I've been told that. Has anyone else been in a situation where someone is describing another person's death..like a bad death..(My experience was from a movie...not real life ) In my case my friend went to see Saw two and she described the first person's death..it gave me this mental image...that was just so funny and I busted into laughter. From this day she think's I'm a bit of a pyscho...0o Eheeheehe Anyways sorry I didn't update in a while..my computer died on me..the screen wouldnt work..pissed me off sooooo bad so I hit it..which made it worse. I got myself grounded which explains the solitary confinement thing..I am stuck in my room with no entertainment..no music..A girl can die without her rock, man. To top that off I am coming so close to screeching profanity at my HCP teacher and Monday bright and early I am being sent to Honors Chorus Camp-hell. Which is an entre day of singing old worship songs and one in Latin. So here you have it, my complete..explaination of why I have not updated. Hope you liked it I spent much of my grounding working on it!