Part 14 Something Missing
"No Gaara!" I yelled and ran forwards ready to try to fly after that blonde haired murderer, suddenly an arm wrapped around my waist to stop me, I kept struggling trying to pull the hands off me, "Kankuro let me go!"
"No, Gaara told us to keep you safe!" I reached an arm out almost trying to grab on to the bird which was now a pin prick in the distance. Kankuro picked me up under one arm,
"Get off me you bastard son of a bitch!" I tried to kick him but my legs just flailed pointlessly my fists beating on open air as Kankuro carried me inside. When I stopped protesting and just hung limply Kankuro let go and set me on my feet, "I'm going after them," I said bluntly,
"No you're not, you aren't allowed out of Suna!"
"I don't care!" I was fuming, "Don't you care that your brother may die if we don't do anything?!"
"Of course I care but you may be in danger with Kotaro if Akatsuki are lurking around!" I glared at him, "Don't glare at me! I am going after them once you promise me you'll stay here in Suna!" I knew I wouldn't keep my promise,
"Fine I promise," I stormed in to my room and slammed the door in his face," I heard voices conversing in whispers. I looked out of my window and registered a cat suited man by the entrance to Suna. Typical, I was never allowed to get any of the fun; I flopped down on my bed with a sigh as Kotaro waddled over to me with his fat arse swaying in a non-exisistant wind. I wasn't staying here! Why hadn't I talked to Gaara? Now I had no chance to ever say what I wanted to him and to tell him the full truth, it seemed like I had a huge gaping gash in my heart that would bleed eternally if I never told him. Enough sitting around, Gaara's life was at stake here! I ran at the door and through it open, and then I turned around to see four bewildered looking guards outside my door. Why did I need so many guards? Two of them grabbed me, "Get your hands off me!" I yelled at them, I must have been so angry that my chakra flared, flaming around me because they released then instantly gripped my arms tighter so that I could have a very blue, green and purple colour upon my skin the next day,
"You're not leaving, we are under strict instructions to keep you in the Kazekage manor at all costs," oh well gee thanks Kankuro really done it this time haven't you, dickhead.
They chucked me back in to my room,
"You don't have to be so rough you know!" I glared through the keyhole before one moved his fat arse in front of it. I just paced up and down my room; I couldn't get to sleep not with the village under threat of attack and Gaara in danger where I couldn't even help! I felt completely helpless and lonely. My best friend had betrayed me and now the person that I had needed to talk to but been too afraid to had most likely gone from this world and if he hadn't then it must only be a matter of time. You know I would have a major guilt trip if he died. Why had I let my mouth pour out what I wanted to say to him, even when I had fallen for Katsou I hadn't even come close to acting like this? Spending every waking moment on one single gossamer thread of thought and pursuing it through dreams like an eagle stalking its prey. I had let him go, and I wished with every fibre of my body that I hadn't stormed off after he made the wrong assumption about me, but instead corrected his distorted view, all Gaara had needed was some reassurance, but then again would I have dared? Probably, I mean I had never really respected and authority figure apart from my father, but not because I respected him. Suddenly anger lashed at my insides like the heart of a ferocious storm. Why was I being kept here? I had proven myself trustworthy already, I scowled at the wall. I almost could have given my life up for a bird! So imagine what I'd do for a human being, a human being I... Loved... I slid down the wall to sit on the floor hugging my knees. I did love him, so that meant when I had said it; the words hadn't been words of coldness and hate lashing out at Katsou, but words with an actual meaning. If Makaiko were still my friend she would have probably said that I was acting like a typical human, weak and loving. Sometimes I wish I didn't feel anymore, feelings make you weaker and an emotional wreck like the childhood memories. I put a hand up to rest my cheek on it and was startled to feel tears coursing down my face. I wanted to be a young child again and for my brother to take me in to his arms and tell me everything would be okay, that he would protect me from cruelties. I wanted to have the freedom of mind of a young child, I wanted not to feel deep love so much so I wanted to rip my heart out and shred in to tiny fragile pieces. I shook with so much loathing and hate that I sub-consciously rocked myself back and forth thinking deep dark thoughts until the sun rose in to the sky casting a bloody red tinge across the landscape. I stood up and leaned against the wall closing my eyes to calm myself, I was going after Gaara and nothing anyone said would stop me! I spent most of the day working out the guards schedules, I had devised a plan when they were at their weakest was when two were outside my door during meetings that were set for intervals of every 3 hours. I was ready this time, I had Kotaro on my shoulder, I would need nothing else, I mean hopefully I was coming back, dead or alive I really didn't care which right now,
"Right were off to the meeting now, remember this girl may do anything so stay well aware of any unusual activity," too bloody right I'd do anything.
I heard the guards walk away and saw the two remaining ones through the keyhole, I slid the door open by a fraction and let Kotaro out, he had actually begun to fly, not too far otherwise head crash and burn, and also he had more proper feathers so that he wasn't a giant fluff ball. He flew out and as Id planned he started swooping around their heads and every so often sharply pecking them on the head,
"Oi!" the guard looked up, "It's that bird get it!" I slid through the door and out in to the corridor. I sat in a side passage, but I was in no danger as most were at a meeting, and a few moments later Kotaro landed beside me, I put him on my shoulder and ran quietly as I could down the enormous amount of stairs in the Kazekage manor. As I stood in the high street I decided to slip down an alleyway to make sure I wasn't being followed. I thought. I hadn't thought I'd get this far and hadn't really planned ahead. I ran down the streets, all the time looking behind me to make sure I wasn't being followed. I ran up the steps that were at the side of the basin Suna lay in, I plastered myself against the wall next to an exit as I heard voices of guards, damn! Obviously they'd be there; Suna was under threat of constant attack if any enemy villages found out Gaara wasn't there. I looked up feeling the suns scorching rays on my skin, the walls of Suna were pretty damn high, I wondered if I had enough chakra to fly over. Well it was worth a try, I formed my hands in to two steeples as the chakra wings unfolded like a huge dragonfly, I flew up, sand and warm air rushing through my hair which streamed behind me. I stopped on the top of the walls, as they were thick as well as high. I looked at Kotaro and grinned, his face seemed to lighten up because obviously birds can't smile. I gathered myself together preparing for another flight, I was really tired already, this jutsu used a lot of my chakra, I still had plenty enough to get to a nearby village. I once again unfolded the wings and swooped down upon the surrounding desert, I landed running, I wondered how long it would take for them to find out I'd gone. I laughed and bent my head as I forced the chakra to my feet, but suddenly I was stopped by something I saw on the ground, I saw tracks leading off in different directions, great just fantastic, I had to choose the (what a cliché) 'right path'. I stood there trying to see where they ended, but I couldn't see, so I resorted to what all good ninja do, ineey meeny miney moe. I started to walk down the track, I prayed this was the right one and if it wasn't, where would I end up? I sighed, what happened if I never found Gaara? Then if I died and never told him? I wished I could've turned back time but however much you wish, I have found out it never comes true. Would people from Suna come looking for me when they found out I was gone? Would they even care enough to? Probably not, I just seemed one huge problem to them as I did to a lot of people. I climbed to the top of the sand dune and looked back my hair whipping about my face, I hoped I'd see that fabulous village again, I turned my head back around and carried on, the temperature was cooling as it does as it draws closer to night fall. If I ran in to bandits I'd be able to protect myself, hopefully. But why had Gaara wanted to talk to me anyway? Mind you, according to Temari he has never known love, so did I really have any hope at all? Suddenly I felt the wind pick up and the sand lash my face in a raw wind. I shielded my eyes from this on coming phenomenon and looked forwards. My eyes widened, a sandstorm, I had walked into the outskirts of a sandstorm! The tracks disappeared beneath me and I forced the chakra to my feet and ran through being buffeted around, I decided to carry Kotaro in my arms for safe keeping. I looked around, I couldn't see anything at all, I pounded on through the storm, I was blown back almost every time I gained some ground but the thought of Gaara spurred me on to battle, I could not back down, I was going to find him! And I was going to tell him the truth. If I ran in to Makaiko then that would be an extra bonus so I could take out all the rage about her betrayal on her, mind you may get killed in the process if I wasn't careful). I started to get short of breath as all the sand was swirling around clogging my air passages, but I had to concentrate to get to Gaara. I started to hear voices, voices through the roar of the wind. I span around blindly trying to locate the source. Or was I simply going mad? I heard the voices, made soft by the howling wind, I kept spinning around but I still couldn't see. I still had to battle on. Maybe I was hearing voices in my own head through loneliness? My throat grew dry and the light faded inside the storm making it pitch black, but yet I couldn't stop otherwise I'd be buried under sand yet I had no clue where I was going. I heard the voices calling again. As I spun around on the spot a rock that had been picked up by the wind hurtled itself at me, but my reaction wasn't quick enough. The force knocked my back on to the ground as my head pounded and the wind roared as I was slowly being buried under sand and no-one would even know or care. I slipped in to a swirling world of impenetrable darkness as I spun round and round. I felt strong hands upon my shoulders,
"Keitii-chan, Keitii-chan stay with me!" a familiar voice roared but was now slipping slowly away.