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well this chapter isn't as depression and dark and gorey as the others. probably cuse i'm listening to a happy song. "Bullet with a Name on it" By- Nonpoint
Chapter 5
"A Vacation Of A Sort"
I had a nightmare that night. I usually don't have nightmares because I consider my life worse than any dream I could have. But that night, I had one.
Dream
Kashaku was smiling at me, he seemed different but the same. His smile was demonic, nothing a human would normally do. He had his wound and he was still bleeding. He came at me but then the world whirled around and I was back at home.
I felt grateful that Kashaku had gone. I walked inside my home and saw my brother's dead body on the floor. Kashaku came down from my room and smiled again. He had my blade in his hand. I screamed and ran over to my brother.
"Choose, Gaara or Mahaku?"
I was yelling in pain, the shadows were devouring me. Then I was in the hotel room, kissing Gaara passionately. Kashaku came through the door and he killed Gaara. I yelled and screamed again.
Then the darkness came and suffocated me.
End of Dream
I awoke crying and sweat was falling down my face. I was breathing hard and I sat up and looked around. Gaara was still sleeping and sunlight poured in from the windows. I made sure that no one was in the hotel room besides Gaara and I. My breathing returned to normal and I disregarded my nightmare.
I went to the bathroom and washed my face, I took a quick shower. When I came out of the bathroom, Gaara was sitting on the bed, deep in thought.
My senses were alerting me of danger. I had forgotten about the others. Three more remained, Hitori, Rosuto and Nagori. They were all alive and they surely would take revenge on me for Kashaku's death.
I walked over to Gaara,
"You're awake?"
He kept his eyes closed, he was obviously still thinking.
"Would I be sitting up if I wasn't awake?"
I didn't answer to that because he was right. I felt uneasy about staying in one place for too long. I couldn't go home though because The Forbidden would probably hunt down and kill my family. I had to stay here and finish them off.
'We need weapons…I have mine but Gaara…'"Hey Gaara we could go to a sword shop I know and buy you a sword. Guns don't exist in this place."
He nodded and he took a shower before we left. I walked down the streets in my normal clothes. Where ever here was, was obviously different than my home. They had no guns here and the cars were scarce and were old fashioned. I found a shop in an alleyway some time later. I opened the door and a small counter was about 7 feet away. A man in about his forties was busy sharpening a sword. It was a black blade, made with a type of stone I didn't know of. It looked impressive, the blade was thin near the handle but then thickened reaching out towards the edge. The handle was like any old handle but it had a sharp spine at the end. It could be used as a sword or as a quick knife-like weapon.
'Gaara needs that.'
The man didn't seem to hear our entrance. I walked over to the counter.
"Excuse me? I would like to buy the sword you have in our hands sir."
The man looked at me with a scowling expression. He wasn't that young but he had a sturdy built and his facial expressions reminded me of Gaara's. He wore a hat and I could see the sweat on his face.
"What would a girl like you need a sword for?"
I thought that was a little rude.
'Watch it old guy, You're talking to an ex member of the Forbidden.'
"It's not for me. It's for my friend here."
I motioned for Gaara to come closer and he did. He gave the old man a rough look and the man stared at Gaara. It seemed like a staring competition but then the old man broke the silence,
"It's for him? Well, I guess I could sell it to you then. It's $4,000"
I tried to clean out my ear to make sure I wasn't deaf.
"Um..did you say $4,000?"
"Yes"
'We can't buy a sword for $4,000! Is that guy nuts! O.O'"Well, could we do something to lower the value?"
"How much to do you have?"
At this time, Gaara took part of the conversation.
"We have 447."
The man looked at the sword and then at us.
"You pip-squeaks would never use a sword like this. What are you collectors?"
That was it. I lifted my hand and called upon the darkness. The shadows came and they made their way towards the man. He was obviously afraid now. I made them stop at his legs then I said,
"I'm the leader of The Forbidden. Don't you dare treat me like a child!"
The man's eyes lit up and he started blabbering about being sorry. He gave us the sword for free and he even gave us a free sheath for the blade. I was happy the old man finally gave in, I didn't want to kill him. Then something occurred to me, Gaara didn't know how to use swords.
"Gaara, I have to train you."
He gave me a look, "What you know how to fight?"
I rolled my eyes and explained the requirements for being a Forbidden. Gaara tried not to be impressed so he uttered a 'whatever' and I found a flyer on a building. It read, 'Want to learn to fight like a pro? Take lessons at Kusabana Park! Only 5 dollars a month!'
I looked at Gaara and he looked back at me, he gave an angry face and said,
"Hell no."
An Hour Later
Gaara was at the park and I saw him train and learn how to fight with about 5 other guys our age. Well they were about 2 years older than Gaara. Gaara kept throwing me angry glances for the whole 2 hours. They spared at the end of the 2 hours, Gaara came out 2nd.
'He's a natural…'After the training, we walked over to a store that sold food. We hadn't eaten anything, we had to save our money. After eating a sandwich each, we walked around town to find me a job.
"You don't have to work, I'll work Kusota."
"Don't be an ass Gaara, You train and I work, then you can work after your training."
I found myself a job from 9 in the morning until 5 in the afternoon. That was the most hours the manager allowed me to work. It was a block away form Kusabana park so I though it was good. Also it was a bookstore so it would be quiet. Gaara found a job from 9 to 3 at a weapons shop. I thought it was great. With that, we would be able to afford different hotels; we couldn't stay in one place. That would be dangerous. That's how a week went by. We worked and in the night I would train Gaara in the moonlight at the Kusabana Park.
At the end of that first week, I went to a clothing store before going to Gaara's training. I bought us some clothing, 4 black shirts for Gaara and I. Later at our hotel room, at around 10 at night, he got up and before he walked out of the room he said,
"I'll meet you at the park at 1."
Then he left. I wondered what was wrong but he would be fine. At one, I walked over to the park. I was a block away when I saw Gaara. I was going to call over to him but then I saw another figure walking towards him form the opposite direction I was walking. His back was to me so he wasn't able to see me. His sword was in his hand and I tried to see the figure but it was blurry. The dark shape kept a steady pace heading towards Gaara.
I swallowed hard and my hairs stood up.
It was Rosuto. His hood was down and his burning red hair was clearly visible after a while.
There was no way that Gaara was ready to fight Rosuto.
I had to get there in time, before Gaara dies.
