That's it, no more procrastination. I'm sorry I made you wait, but I made up my mind. I know I said that this would be the final chapter, but, I have to much of a finale for it to fit into one, so this is an iintro to the end. After this, I promise you that the next is the last.
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"And I believe the world is burning to the ground.
Oh well I guess we're gonna find out.
Lets see how far we've come.
Let's see how far we've come.."
-MatchBox20
"How Far We've Come"
The fire of rage burned uncontrollably in Gaara's heart. He couldn't stop him self from attacking. He couldn't hold back the quick fire impulse rushing through his veins. His mind was focused on one thing only, as he raced to the middle of the arena to get to his grinning raven haired enemy. His only weapons where his fists, that was all he needed. That's all he's ever needed, his fists, his will power, and something to fight for. In this case, it was Sakura. He would do anything to see her smile, to kiss her one more time. Those soft lips just couldn't belong to Sasuke. She wasn't going anywhere but with him.
Sand flew up ward behind him in a tidal wave formation, roaring and thundering as he approached Sasuke at a volatile pace. Gaara's red hair was flowing vigorously whipping his face. His piercing gold and green eyes, cold and calculating as they where, never looked away from his target. That bastard had the nerve to stand there with a fiendish grin pretending like he was as cool as a cucumber. He'd soon come to know that underestimating Gaara was a horrible, devastatingly serious mistake.
Sasuke was completely prepared for the attack. He mentally formulated his attack plans. He thought of various way to take down his incoming opponent. His onyx eyes dark as midnight showed every intent to kill. The crystal dagger was tainted a sickly hue of crimson, and his knuckles appeared white as he squeezed the handle. He braced him self for the sand, as his hair blew in the wind, he plastered his record breaking smirk on, and got ready to make his move. Crouching in a defense stance, he waited for Gaara' s move.
"Get ready to die!", Gaara yelled rearing his arm back preparing for his onslaught.
"Not before you do!" , Sasuke yelled, setting his life's purpose in stone.
Before the last match started, they thought of the same name, the same face.
Sakura.
Gaara propelled his sand forward. It came crashing down upon the onyx eyed bastard, swirling and crushing the ground. A torrent of deadly particles. The red head jumped back from the spot, just in time to avoid the damage his attack would inflict. The sand began to settle and he tensed when his eyes met the sight of an empty crater baring no body within its depths. Gaara turned around to meet Sasuke's attack from behind. He knew his opponent was quick enough to get out of that one, but, so soon was a bit unexpected. He slapped himself mentally as he felt a small bone fracture in his arm from the kick.
Sakura was running out of time. He stole a quick glance at her. The sight that he was met with entirely took him by surprise. She was completely mobile now, and attacking Orochimaru. She had just landed a well aimed kick to his mid section. They where engaged in close combat, and Orochimaru seemed to have troubles holding her back. But, the most shocking thing of all was her hair. It was blue. It was a subtle shade of light blue with small strands of pink filtering through.
Wait a second. What? How did she? Why is her hair..
Shit.
His thought where abruptly arrested by a fist connecting with his gut. He arched forward, and pushed Sasuke away from him before the push hit his vital organs. It's a simple trick, you act on childish impulse. If something gets to close, push it away. He grabbed Sasuke shoulders, and shoved him away, ripping his fragile silk shirt.
"Getting tired Gaara's your reaction times slowing down", They where about a foot apart from each other, glaring and growling. Gaara's nails dug into his fists, allowing blood to stain his gritty hands. In a blink of an eye they where back at it.
"Is that all your sand can do?", Sasuke yelled mockingly. His crystal weapon slicing the air close to Gaara's head, just barely missing it's target. They stayed in close rune combat, each avoiding attacks, and just barely out of the others reach. They dance on together, jabbing stabbing, and glaring the time away.
"I'm a much better match for Sakura than you could ever think to be." Sasuke continued to swing his sword. He sneered at Gaara.
Gaara ducked as the sword came too close to his head, he dived down, and executed a round house kick, knocking Sasuke off of his feet. It was a swift motion that seemed as if it had been choreographed. Gaara landed on his feet with ease, as he watched Sasuke fall to the ground in a heap.
"What are you babbling on about now? ", Gaara grinned, " That has to be the most deluded thing I've ever heard!" , Gaara laughed in his face, a malicious edge filtered into his tone, "Unlike you, she actually likes me."
Sasuke gave a grunt and maneuvered to his feet. With the fierceness of a mountain lion, Gaara drop kicked the spot Sasuke should have been in, but his leg only hit sand. The sand exploded up ward, as Sasuke teleported to the side off Gaara.
"Shut up!" Sasuke yelled in frustration. Sasuke forgot about his sword and tried to punch his red headed opponent into oblivion.
He blocked a punch aimed at the love sign on his for head. Taking this as one of those moments that you can't miss out on, Gaara used an elementary move on Sasuke, flipping him over landing him on his back. Before he even hit the ground , he was gone, vanished into the mist of clouds.
There was a thick silence. Everything was still.
Bam! A fist came out of a translucent void and hit Gaara right in his jaw. Gaara winced as he heard and felt his jaw bone crack.
Shukaku; Hit him! Punch him right now!
He stumbled back wards, but, regained his balance, putting his game face back into place.
"Your going to pay for that.", a menacing glint entered Gaara's eyes. He wiped blood away from his mouth with the back of his fist, breathing heavily, he got into his secret attack stance.
I didn't want to use this but.
Shukaku: Desperate times
Gaara: Call for desperate measures.
He lunged at Sasuke, putting all of his weight into his fist. The Dark haired man was distracted with his small little victory, and failed to see the well aimed fist before it slammed into his stomach. Sasuke doubled over for just a millisecond, then was sent flying across the arena into the wall. His body left an imprint while he fell to the ground lifelessly.
He looked at Sasuke blood on his fist, and the blood from his own flesh. He didn't have much time before the transformation was complete, and Sakura was no longer herself. He thought of her smile. He knew Sasuke would get up in a moment. That was an inevitable fact. His was going to have to do this now.
Sasuke was up and forming hand signs, from the look of it, it was a body transformation jutsu. He was just as bruised and cut as Gaara. They where both exhausted and had to relay on there plan Bs.
Gaara performed a few quick hand signs, then closed his eyes slowly, thinking of who he was fighting for, and why he fought.
This ends here!
"Desert Goddess Jutsu!"
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"Orochimaru", Sakura wheezed between breathes. Sakura's water fall of hair was strewn across her shoulders, her menacing jade eyes depicting Orochimaru's death a thousand times over. She was furious her features portrayed a captive on the brink of turning savage. Of course she was angry beyond words. She had four large snakes pinning every limb of her body to a wall, that just sprang out of no where. And!, her hair was turning blue. Do you know how annoying that can be! Not to mention that a freaky snake man named Orochimaru keeps laughing every time Gaara gets hit with a punch! His stupid eyes crinkle up and his scratchy voice just makes these freakish little noises.
I'm gonna pull this guys throat out if he doesn't shut up!
"Yes", he answered her, his purple tongue accenting the 's'. Sakura looked at him with disgust in her eyes.
"Let me go you freak!", She yelled, struggling against the wall of snakes, not paying the slightest attention to the battle. She was going to get out of here so she could help Gaara kick Sasuke in the face a couple of times, then slap Sasuke, then stab Sasuke, then throw Sasuke , pull Sasuke's hair out of his head one by one…
"I can't do that." , He moved his evil scrawny looking snake form in front of Sakura. "See, if Sasuke doesn't have you, then he won't work for me. That was our deal, so, I'm no letting go of you", he grabbed a fist full of Sakura's hair in his scaly white hand, and pulled her head forward , Jerking her body against the chains.
You could here Sakura's screams as the snakes tightened around her, thinking she was trying to escape. Those purple menacing fat sausages.
I'm killing these snakes next.
She felt a snake cease movement on her left arm. It didn't hold her tight, it just sort of went limp, it's elongated body wrapped around the wall.
" So," Orochimaru whispered into her ear, removing his hand from her hair to lightly hold her cheeks, mocking her with his playful eyes.
"You better be a good girl, Mrs. Uchiha, or I'll hurt you.", He let go of her, smiling like he had won some sort of sick little mental battle. He made those stupid laughing noises again, and continued watching the battle. He hovered closer to her.
That fugly little fool. He killed on of his own snakes.
Sakura smiled to herself in victory, she summoned chakra to her fist. That one snake holding her arm couldn't stop her from punching Orochimaru into next week any time soon.
"Orochimaru?", She whispered to him again, this time sounding as if she where in extreme pain. She gathered all her charka to her left arm.
"What!", he turned around, agitation in his voice.
Bam!
Sakura, punched him square in the face , flattening his nose, blood spurted out every where, reddening Sakura's fist. Orochimaru, grabbed on to the snake holding on to Sakura's right arm to stop him self from falling. He ripped it out of place, sending Sakura falling forwards, with only her legs bound.
Ow, my boobs.
Her upper body slammed into the sand, as she pulled franticly against the two remaining snakes, that wouldn't cease there possession of her legs. Orochimaru, got up in a second, hissing profanities between his teeth. He stared with hatred at the blue haired girl struggling on the floor. Sakura's eyes opened wide when they say the look of insanity in Orochimaru's beady eyes.
"You little bitch!", He screamed, removing his hands from his face to reveal a crooked and bloody nose, he began kicking her .
Sakura, winced, but, she wasn't about to let him hurt her with out fighting back, she grabbed his foot, throwing him off balance, making him fall to the floor in a clumsy heap next to her. She kicked her legs, sending chakra to them this time, and was met with the morbid snapping sound of bones. She felt the snake go limp, and she arose. Facing the now recovered Orochimaru.
Her hands bal up into fist, her face graced with the expression of a soldier, she lunged in for the attack, prepared win, prepared to kick but, and prepared to get done with this guy so she could aid Gaara.
The final battle has just begun.
What side will win?
Darkness, or light?
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Once again, this is not the end. I hope you enjoyed it, I know some of you would like to stab me, but, at least I updated! Review , tell me what you think. The end is near, so, be ready! Yay Team Gaara! Sorry if you catch mistakes in grammar and stuff, you all know about my laziness.