The universe follows a greater law that is beyond our imagination. To understand, disassemble, and reconstruct un this law, that is Alchemy.

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Chapter 8

"Remember?"

It was night already, I walked outside of Nagori's home. The air was cold and it flowed through my hair. The streets were empty but some streetlamps were lit. I looked up to see the moon staring down at me. The wind was cold, colder than it should be but that didn't bother me. What bothered me was the voice I heard; I had heard Kashaku's voice. There was no mistake about it; he had spoken to me.

He didn't sound like the Kashaku I had encountered myself with though. The one I knew was ruthless, angry, and vain. The one who spoke to me…his voice was more relaxed. Kashaku had sounded kind. The Kashaku I knew was not kind. Then was that flashback. Was I friends with Kashaku? I couldn't have been, I didn't live in this…world. Then why did I see myself in a baby crib with Kashaku next to me? The man and woman who were staring at me weren't my parents.

In the distance, I heard a dog barking. How much would I give up to have my former life? I wanted my identity, my former self-back. I wish...I just wished I could have it all back. My life, my home, my family...they were snatched away from me. I wanted to stop pretending this…situation was fine. I hated this; I didn't want to linger here. I've been having nightmares, terrible ones about my childhood.

I walked over to a bench a few feet away from Nagori's home. The street lamp that hung over the bench wasn't on but I could still see in the darkness. I turned to look towards the street, the trees. The silence was peaceful. What would I have done if Gaara didn't come? He had saved me…countless times. He was the truest friend I could have.

'I want to repay him.'

How would I pull that off? Gaara wasn't the type of person who enjoys everything. I sighed and closed my eyes. I tilted my head up and let my mind wander.

"What are you doing out here?" The voice scowled.

I opened my eyes and saw Gaara standing up, looking at me.

"I wanted to get out, that's all."

Gaara shook his head, "It's dangerous out here."

I motioned for him to sit next to me, he scowled but sat anyway. Neither of us said anything. Gaara sat on the bench with his arms crossed, he was staring at the floor. I was sitting with my hands on my knees, I looked over at Gaara.

"What are you staring at?"

I smiled then uttered, "Thank you."

Gaara turned to me and asked rudely "What the hell are you thanking me for?"

I sighed then looked at him, "For everything."

Gaara didn't respond to this he just continued to stare at the floor. Should I tell him? I need to let out all of this inside of me. All the flashbacks, voices, the pain, they were scratching my insides. I was almost bleeding, so I decided to tell him.

"I don't think I really am Kusota…I've been having flashbacks of my childhood and I wasn't Kusota."

I stood up and walked towards the grass a little further away. I continued to speak, I could feel Gaara walk after me.

"What if my life was a lie? Mahaku might not be my brother-all this a lie."

I kept rambling, I fell to my knees on the grass but I kept talking. I started to cry when talking about how I wasn't Kusota anymore, the ones I've killed. I could now feel guilt and remorse for their deaths. Tears made their way down my cheeks. I felt someone kneel down next to me. I looked up and saw Gaara. He wasn't angry with me and he wasn't smiling but I could feel something.

"Don't cry, it shows weakness."

I knew he meant it in a nice way. I couldn't smile though, I could have been lying to him this whole time, and I wasn't Kusota. It pained me to say it but it was the truth, I could feel it. I had been lying to myself as well. I hadn't believed what Kashaku had told me. He told me I wasn't Kusota, I didn't want to believe it but now I knew the truth.

"Gaara…don't call me Kusota anymore. I'm Hateshi."

He looked at me in a weird way.

"Don't be an idiot, Kusota's your name."

I sighed and looked at the grass, "No…it's not."

He scowled. "Are you going to believe that bastard, Kashaku?"

I nodded my head, "He's right."

Gaara obviously didn't want to be bothered by this any longer.

"Whatever."

He stood up and walked away. Maybe he didn't want to be friends with my anymore. I wasn't the person he once knew. I was another girl but I still…no he wouldn't care anyway. Life was hell, that much I knew. Why the bloody hell did I have to go through this? If there was a god, I was sure he hated me. I wanted to be sad, I felt like crying but I couldn't I was too angry. I was pissed off at Gaara for being an ass; I hated Kusota…even though she was an enigma to me. Kashaku, for telling me my true identity. I stood up and walked after Gaara.

"Listen to me now." I demanded.

Gaara turned and I saw he had an angry glare.

"Don't talk to me like that."

I ignored his demand for respect, "I'm not Kusota! Please, could you believe me? I'm Hateshi and my best friend was Kashaku."

Gaara looked at me with an angry, puzzled face, "What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Listen Gaara…I think I was born in this…world. Then somehow I got transported in the place where my name was Kusota…no…I'm sorry that's not right. I don't know why I said that."

I felt utterly idiotic. I had made a fool of myself what was I rambling about? Rain started to pour down on us. This was stupid, everything was stupid. I didn't know what to think anymore, nothing I would say or do could change the truth that haunted me-my life was a fake, and I was living a lie.

I didn't want to face that, the uncertainty of life scared me. The twists and turns it took, my life was nothing short of a roller coaster. What if I myself, was a lie? What would I do then? Could I confront my family if I ever saw them again? Knowing I wasn't Kusota made loving my family that much harder. Mahaku…mom…what would they think of me?

"Gaara…do you think they would hate me? If they know I'm not Kusota.?"

Hateshi…be proud of who you are, you may not be Kusota, but the experiences that you have shared with your brother and mother are real.

I looked around, Gaara was ignoring me as he kept on walking.

'Kashaku? Are you there?'

Yes, I am. I cannot present myself in a physical form…the light has taken me. I can only be a lingering existence in the light. Please, do not fear me. I do not wish to kill you. I'm here to help.

'Wh-what? I don't understand…you want to help in what?'

Hateshi…she will go to any extent to kill you.

'Why? I mean I know because of your orders but...'

She loved me, she thinks you killed me.

I was utterly confused. Kashaku didn't…hate me? This was too much, my head began throbbing and I walked back to Nagori's home without Gaara. Gaara obviously didn't want to speak with me.

Hateshi and Rosuto will seek you. They both want revenge but I can help you, I promised to always be there for you. Remember?

'Yes…I do remember.'