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I'm shocked to high hell here. I never even guessed at how the reaction for this fic would turn out. You all spoil me, you know that? I've been on hiatus here for a while, writing mostly on FAC, but now that I'm back I have a very special chapter up just for you guys! So yeah...I hope I got good grades...I can only type on the laptop in secret for so long...
Soundtrack:
Misery Buisiness by Paramore
Disclaimer: I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves...I'm not sure how that relates to me owning Naruto, but it doesn't, and therefore I do not own...
Sasuke instantly came at him, faster than anyone who hadn't seen Lee could ever imagine. Gaara tensed, preparing for the blow, but Sasuke disappeared. Gaara looked around frantically.
Where the hell did he go?!
"Right here," said a voice. Gaara turned, and recieved a punch from Sasuke. He skidded to the side of the arena, and stared at the Uchiha.
He's fast, like that Lee kid...
Sasuke returned to his position.
"Come," he said, smirking.
Gaara then heard Sakura. He heard her screaming obscenities at the Uchiha. Gaara had to hand it to her, she had a very colorful vocabulary. He stole a glance into the crowd. Crap, she was sitting right where Baki was, and wherever Baki was siiting was detrimental to the plan. Groaning slightly, he stood. Sasuke smirked.
"If you won't come to me I'll come to you!"
Sasuke ran up to the Suna-nin and kicked him in the chest. It sent him flying into the air, and he landed with a monumental thud.
"What's the matter? That all you can do," taunted Sasuke. Gaara summoned more sand, trying desperately to gain an upper hand.
"That sand armor of yours? I'm going to rip it right off you."
His attack came without warning. One minute, Sasuke had been right there in front of him; the next, he was whirling around Gaara, and began punching and kicking him hard enough to cause massive chunks of the sand armor to come flying off his body. Gaara was in extreme pain; never had he felt such blinding shockwaves of pure pain slicing through his nerve endings and shutting down his reflexes...Gaara then knew he had to do the only thing that would ensure his survival.
Sand came rushing to meet him, whirling and forming a sphere. Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
What is he doing?
"GAARA!"
Sakura stood, hands gripping the armrests of her seat. Ino instantly grabbed her friend by the arm.
"Sakura! Calm down!"
"LET GO, INO! I SWEAR, I'M GONNA KILL THAT NO-GOOD BASTARD UCHIHA! INO, LET GO!"
"Sakura, stop! They're supposed to fight, that's the point!"
Lee and Choji stared at the half-mad kunoichi and the kunoichi restraining her.
"Choji-san, do you understand girls at all?"
"Lee, you're asking the wrong guy..."
Kankuro and Temari freaked.
"Don't tell me he's initiating THAT jutsu!"
Temari turned to her brother. "Shit, Kankuro! We're in deep shit!"
Sasuke rammed a fist into the walls of the sphere. Nothing.
He's mobilized his sand into defensive mode...because of sand's density, I didn't think he could create something so solid... Sasuke twitched his hands.
So this is the meaning of an absolute defense...?
"Jin, monkey, snake, monkey..."
Gaara ran through the handsigns in his head. He felt a slight movement outside the sand dome, and stopped. Nothing moved again. He went back to his sequence.
Dammit, Sakura...why did you come...?
"There's no mistake, Kankuro...It's that jutsu..." said Temari, sweating profusely. Kankuro felt his stomache drop.
"The third eye...there's no mistake, Temari..."
"Urgh...Gaara..." Temari felt the urge to slam her head into the railing.
Sasuke tried to punch open the sphere again.
It's no good...just as I figured. He's shut himself inside...I don't know what he's up to...It's fine by me, this thing of mine...
Sasuke shifted into a position, his right hand unsnapping the black strips on his wrists.
It's going to take some time, too...
Wows..'nother cliffie...
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