Part 10 Puple Monkeys
I opened my eyes, then blinked rapidly. I was surely still dreaming. He sat there his gaze steady upon my face, I looked away hurriedly and turned over, I did not want to discuss anything with anyone, especially him right now. I somehow knew he'd heard what I said otherwise why would he be here? I stayed staring at Kotaro for ages determined not to look at Gaara, the bird started to do a chicken impression, I glared at him and the bird glared back. Can birds even glare? (Or do chicken impressions now I come to think of it). I mouthed 'Fine,' I sat up and pushed the covers off me, still not looking at Gaara. I glanced into the mirror and grimaced at the bushy haired panda monster grimacing back at me; I strode over to the bathroom and kicked the door shut, "You better be gone when I come out!" I yelled, this way I didn't have to talk to him face to face. I perched Kotaro precariously on the ledge above the sink, "Close your eyes Kotaro," he did so I undressed and slid into the shower whilst pulling the very nice shower curtains with red moons on across. The shower was lovely and warm, the thing I needed to wake up (well it's better than being thrown in ice cold water).
"Kotaro close your eyes again," as I stumbled out of the shower successfully landing flat on my face I picked myself up with dignity and strode over to the mirror, which was steamed up, so I decided to write some things on it and draw a nice drawing of the sand council member that started that bitch fest, having his head ripped off by a rabid Kotaro. I stood back to admire my handy work, then rubbed it off to work on my make-up, pity I couldn't shape shift like Makaiko. Oh crap I'd forgotten my clothes! They were still in the room with Gaara! I swore a string of curses under my breath. I was determined to make this work so I secured the towels in place making sure every bit of me was covered then strode across the room, still not looking at him and into the huge walk in closet and closed the door behind me so I could get dressed in it. I strode out in a short black kimono with a gold waistband and some flat black boots (can't be heeled otherwise I'd look like a stripper), "Kotaro does my bum look big in this?" Kotaro shook his head and fell off my shoulder I dived on to the floor to catch the suicidal obese bird. I looked ahead and saw a pair of feet, as I looked up the body I rested on a pair of cyan eyes surrounded by the thick black circles, "Aren't you gone yet?" I sighed getting up on my feet, I strode over to a bottle of umeshu and took it out of the drinks cabinet I kept a fair few bottles of alcohol (which didn't last long) in. I turned around and caught Kotaro and Gaara glaring at me, "What?" I asked innocently,
"If you keep drinking like that it won't do you any good," we both looked at each other,
"Your point is?" I said taking a big swig from the bottle,
"My point is you shouldn't use drink as a way out," I raised my eyebrows,
"Whatever," I looked away from him still cradling the bottle as I sat down on the bed, or I thought I did, I sat down hard on the floor hard then toppled over backwards, I heard Gaara sniggering, "Don't laugh," I pouted and sat where I had intended (on the bed). I put the fluff ball Kotaro on my pillow then took another huge swig. An awkward silence fell between us, so he broke it and my determination not to look in to those eyes,
"I wanted to ask you something," he said calmly, he must be superhuman to do this, "I wanted to ask about last night," typical, I knew what he was going to ask about, "What did you mean about your father beating you?" his face stayed expressionless, well I had been wrong for once about what he wanted to know,
"Well he didn't exactly love me,"
"Neither did mine," I looked up he seemed to almost understand the pain, "I also wanted to thank you for defending me last night," so he had heard it all, he looked surprised at himself saying it,
"It's okay, if that's all then I'll go," I didn't wait for an answer but picked Kotaro up and put him on my head whilst I cradled the bottle still, then walked out of the room. I sat on the edge of Suna over looking the village seeing kids with their parents and street sellers going about their daily business unaware of the lonely teen watching their happy and whole lives bitterly. I took another swig and then glanced down at the Kazekage manor and saw Gaara talking to some of the council members, I saw the bitchy one smirk, some men can be utter shit heads at times if not all the time. I watched as the council members split up and go into various buildings, Gaara turned and went back in but not before glancing around for some reason. I dosed off and let the bottle roll out of my hands.
I was suddenly woken by someone roughly shaking me awake, I sat bolt upright, "BIG PURPLE TWO HEADED MONKIES!" I yelled the guard stepped back in surprise,
"Purple what?"
"Big….. Purple…. Two headed……. Monkeys," I shivered at the thought as I clutched at his legs. He pushed me off of him,
"I am under orders from Kazekage-sama to bring you back to the Kazekage manor," I looked around it was pitch black; wow umeshu is better than sleeping pills. I looked up Kotaro had once again made my hair in to a nest ,
"Why do you have to keep messing my hair up you stupid bird?" I felt a twang of guilt as Kotaro appeared with big watery puppy dog eyes, "Oh I am so sorry baby, mummy will never say that again, I promise," I cradled Kotaro in my arms as the guard sniggered, "Oi don't laugh at me you gay twat!" I swiped at his legs so he stamped on my hand hard, "Stupid mother fucking bastard of a hobo bitch," I muttered (ever wondered how many swear words you can fit into a sentence? Well I'm your girl).
He started to walk away and I followed, the walk to the Kazekage manor was really long and my mind got kinda erm, side tracked. I saw a big cactus that just had to be de-prickled, so I soon hand a handful of deadly sharp pointy objects, I looked sideways at Kotaro and grinned he did the same with us both madly grinning at each other. I gave Kotaro a needle and I picked one up then threw it at the back of his head, nothing happened, so we threw a few more this time, he turned around to see Kotaro and I doing a very unconvincing whistle, we threw some more at his back when turned around. Again he turned around to see Kotaro and I whistling, we did it again as we drew to outside my door, he snapped,
"Will you stop fucking doing that!" I raised my eyebrows,
"Manners, manners," I smirked, he glared, "Aww is the poor little baby throwing a tantrum, what you gunna do throw ya teddy at me?" he shoved me in and slammed the door in my face, "Oooo, well that showed us didn't it Kotaro?" then I heard a familiar voice,
"What's all the racket about?"
"Er, nothing Kazekage-sama, sorry for disturbing you," I watched it through the keyhole,
"You may go," Gaara said coldly
"Thank you Kazekage-sama," the guard said bowing and exited, Gaara turned to look at my door, sighed then went back into his room.