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Chapter 4

"Guardian Angel"

I couldn't believe I was back. I was back in hell; Kashaku was really going to feel my fury now. I immediately stood and headed for the door. I was going to find them and kill them all now. When I walked out of the prison they called my bedroom, I looked around. It was quiet, but that was a normal thing for this house.

I paced myself when I walked downstairs. When I got there, Hitori was sitting at the dining table eating. She looked up and laughed.

"I thought you were going to be knocked out for a little longer, you could have least given me time to eat."

I clenched my fists. With one hand, I called upon the darkness to strangle her. Shadows were surrounding her neck, slowly tightening. She tried to keep calm but I could see the fear in her eyes. She tried to pull the shadows away with her hands but she was no where strong enough to be able to keep them at bay.

She coughed out; "I wouldn't do that if I were you. I brought your little friend along."

Instantly, I let her go.

'G-Gaara's here?'

"Where is he!" I demanded.

Hitori gave me a cold look but said, "Kashaku has him. He's somewhere around town, training."

I was tempted to kill her but I had to hurry to find Gaara, they were low, these bastards. They took a hostage to be able to detain me. When I went outside, the city was in a dark state. I noticed some buildings were destroyed and I wondered what had become of them. It was night, a perfect time for The Forbidden.

I ran around the town, looking for Kashaku. Some pedestrians saw my cloak and I was armed with my sword and they cowered in fear. Then, on the roof I saw Kashaku. He had his hood up but I knew it was him. They way he stood, how he faced me. It had to be him. I knew what he wanted to do, I recognized this building. It was the building where I had killed that secretary. The memories made themselves clear to me. I wasn't going to fall for any of Kashaku's mind games, he was famous for that.

Instead of heading to the roof, I went to that room. When I entered the blood and the woman's body was removed. There wasn't a mere stain of blood but I could still see the blood. I remembered exactly how the blood flowed form her wounds to fill the floor.

In a chair behind the secretary's desk, I saw him. His back was facing me but how would I be able to forget that face? The hair, his skin. I almost dropped my sword. I never wanted him to…know the truth. Gaara turned around and his cold piercing eyes met mine.

"Gaara…" I whispered, weakly.

He had a look of disapproving disbelief on his face.

"Kashaku told me everything. How could you have done that Kusota? How many did you really kill?"

I stared at the floor, I felt guilty because I didn't feel remorse for killing.

"They made me! I had to! Kashaku, he's the bad guy here!"

Gaara shook his head, "Shut up, stop blaming others for your faults."

I reached my hand out to him but he turned to face away from me. He spoke again but his voice sounded different, he sounded almost, sad.

"You're not Kusota. You're Hateshi, Kusota would never do anything like that."

I trembled, I looked at my hands and the memory of the blood came again. Then I remembered something, the first day at the swings when Gaara had also been there. He told me something and I told him to shut up. I had never said those two words to Gaara since then.

"Sh-Shut up!" I yelled.

Gaara turned around in the chair and looked at me.

Tears were coming down my eyes in silent streaks, I had dropped my sword and I opened my eyes to look at Gaara.

"I am Kusota! I might have done things that I wouldn't do before, but I am Kusota!"

Gaara didn't say a word, I guess he was surprised.

"I-I did all those things so I could return home and see you! I did them so they wouldn't hurt you! Now you're acting like a bitch to me? I might as well never returned home because I'd have to see your stupid pathetic face! The only reason I'm here is to protect you but I guess you don't need any damn protecting!"

I grabbed my sword and raced out of the room, I went to the roof to see the biggest bastard that was ever born. Kashaku was standing in the middle of the roof, looking at me. The night sky was windy and it blew his hood off. His blonde hair and gray eyes were visible.

"Do you hate him now?"

I wanted to, I wanted to hate Gaara. My anger had not disappeared but I was evening it out. The tears on my face had dried. Kashaku walked towards me, when he was close enough, he wiped away the reminiscence of a tear with his bare hand.

"Hateshi, let go of Gaara. Come with me, I truly love you. I love you Hateshi."

I didn't brush his hand away or speak against that. It wouldn't matter anyway. Gaara despised me so I could care less what they did now. Maybe I got what I've always wanted, someone to love me.

"I'll take care of you Hateshi, that's what I've always, you."

I stumbled a bit but said in a quiet voice, "I'm sorry but I will never be able to love you. I don't care what you do to me because Gaara doesn't care anymore. Do what you want with me but I could never love you, I-I love Gaara."

Kashaku's face turned into a frown and he backed away. He grabbed his sword, which was long and silver. It was thin but extremely sharp. He held one hand up and light form the lamps came and circled around his sword. I dropped mine because I didn't see the point, he was going to kill me and that was that.

Kashaku smiled and nodded at a figure behind me. Gaara walked next to me and lifted my neglected sword. He stood behind Kashaku as to not get in his way. Gaara had a hating glare the whole time he looked at me.

'He really does hate me…'

Kashaku walked slowly, he was going to stab me with his sword only once. Then I would bleed on the floor to my death. His sword was coming at me with the light circling it. His sword would stab me any second now, I closed my eyes and my muscles tensed. I heard a sword stabbing flesh but I fell to the floor. I felt blood on the ground but I felt no pain. I opened my eyes and saw Kashaku was also on the floor next to me. He had a wound in the middle of his stomach and he was bleeding. I looked at myself and I saw I wasn't wounded. Gaara was standing, my sword in his hand. My sword had blood on it and I realized what had happened.

I stood up and saw Gaara staring at Kashaku with hate.

"Wha…G-Gaara?…What?…"

I was speechless, what had happened? I thought Gaara hated me.

Tears again spilled down my cheeks, second time today. I almost fell on Gaara as I hugged him. My hands were around his neck and I cried on his chest. I heard the sharp intake of air that entered Gaara's mouth. I cried loudly, like a baby.

"I thought you hated me…You really do care…Thank you Gaara….thank you…."

I kept on crying and Gaara didn't stayed silent, I guess he didn't have anything to say.

"I-I…lo…."

Before I could say how I really felt about him, he interrupted me.

"Let's go."

I nodded and pulled away from him. We certainly couldn't return to the Forbidden's home. So we found a hotel. This dimension used the same money as ours did. Luckily, Gaara had brought his wallet. I took off my cloak so no one would think I was a Forbidden. I had cleaned myself up in a bathroom that was in the building. I was silent while Gaara talked to the person at the front desk.

"I want a room."

The chubby man smiled when he eyed me and asked,

"One or two beds?"

Gaara paused then said confidently, "Two."

When we entered our room, I was relived. The room was a pale peach color. The beds were the same color. There was a t.v. on a dresser. The dresser was a wooden color. The bathroom was small but sufficient. I laid on the bed with my arms and legs outstretched. We went to sleep with our clothes because there was nothing else we could change into.

When the lights were off, I pulled the covers up to my shoulders. I was facing Gaara's bed. His back was to me but I knew he was awake.

"Gaara?" I whispered.

Gaara grunted to let me know he was awake and listening.

"Why did you save me?"

He shifted uneasily but responded,

"I'm here to protect you. I mean- I can't go back without you, Mahaku would skin me alive."

I smiled because I knew he meant the first thing he said. He wanted to protect me. My heart was fluttering when I heard those 5 words.

No one spoke after that. 10 minutes later, he got up and took some sleeping pills that were located in a cabinet. I waited half an hour before I got up. I walked over to him and made sure he was asleep. His face muscles were relaxed so there was no expression on his face.

He was sound asleep so I bent over and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"You're my guardian angel, Gaara."