CH. 15!!

The long awaited chapter has arrived!! -yayz-!

Enough blah blah, now on to the chapter!! :)

Gaaara ran through the woods, trying to escape the cruel reality. He didn't knew what was the most hurting; the transformation or Hinata. Jumping from tree to tree with eye closed, guided by luck. He didn't care what happens to him now. Death would probably be the best thing, instead of living this life full of hatred. No one ever liked him, or even dare spend time on their own will. No one except Hinata... She has trusted him from the ver y first minute. She was the only one who cared for him, laughed with him...his one true friend, the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with, his lover...

'What am I saying!? Of course she doesn't like me! Why would someone that nice would be with me in the first place...maybe she's like every one else, being nice just cuz they were ordered to, just like my uncle...IT ALL YOUR FAULT SHUKAKU!!' He shout in his head, hoping that bastard herd it loud an clear. As thought he got a reply

'Why thank you, it'S nice to be greeted with such gratitude. I'm glad that I met you, you're the one in which I have destroyed their life this badly. I'm so proud!'

'ARGH!! SHUT UP!!'

Gaara descended from the high branches to land on solid ground. He has to have a weak point somewhere!

With the non transformed left hand of his, he scratched his shukaku'd arm, trying to rip out the skin, maybe like that, he will feel pain. But as luck was against him, he felt the pain he inflicted on his own arm.

'Are you that stupid or what? Of course you feel that pain, this is still your body, your soul is still attached to it. Though, if I inflict pain, you still be the one feeling it...wanna try?'

"WHY WON'T YOU DIE!?" Gaara shouted furiously.

At a far enough distance, Hinata heard the scream. She has been following his trail. It was quite easy since he broke every branch on his path...maybe he is subconsciously asking for help. She climb the nearest tree to have a better view despise her kimono, but she wore short underneath it, so it wasn't that bad. For the first time ever, she appreciated those 10 years of scouting, she was even given the tittle of 'hard worker squirrel'. Ever since, her family called her little squirrel. She finally saw a pot where birds and bears were running away. She went back down and ran to that place, hoping to be there in time.

As she ran to the point check, she ran past deers, rabbits and the oddly familiar racoons. At that sight, she felt pain in her chest. She was worried for Gaara. She hoped that he would be alright. The was all her fault.

Ever since she was young, she wished that she would live en exiting life like in the movies. But she never thought of this. Yes, she had wished that a prince charming with a kinda gloomy attitude with a deep secret but kind hearted would be hers, but this was far more than she expected. She felt responsible for all the pain she has ever gave to Gaara. It was her fault that Gaara became attached to her to be then torn apart by this unfortunate event. If she wouldn't existed, maybe his life would be better, him to know a girl way better than her in all ways. She felt that she should be punished for all that she have done.

Having teary eyes blurred her view and she tripped on a tree'S root. She fell head first. She felt her legs numb, she didn't had force to get up anymore. All that running and the fact that her back hurt badly. She closed her eyes and opened it again to realize that she was lost. She wanted to pretend none of this is happening. That it was all a nightmare and that she will wake up to see a smiling Gaara in the normal boring town with the same boring news. The same boredom that she grown up in and liked. She let tears roll down her face, watching them soak the ground as it lands, darkening the soil making it muddy and nearly drowning the poor passing ant. Yet again, she felt bad for hurting someone again. She looked away to not see the poor ant as it tries to break away from the mud. She coiled up and lay her back on the tree to hug her knees and to start crying in silence, but then she heard something coming close.

Frightened, she hid behind the tree and waited to see if what ever was coming was still there. She heard something like a large log falling, followed by a wet sad sob. Her head jerked up and to her surprise, she saw that Gaara was sitting on the rotted log, his back facing her. Hinata kept silent. She knew it wouldn't really be the moment to surprise him. But oh how she was relieved that he as okay. But on second check, she saw that his stat has worsen. He had only his left arm and a side of face lift unmorphed. She felt sad for him. She was going to reach out to lay her hand on his shoulder, but even before she got up, she saw him taking out something. It was a purple stuffed squirrel, probably from that booth game where he won a bunch of dolls for her. She blushed thinking if he knew about her nickname.

"Tell me...What do you think about me now...would you still be the caring soft person that I always knew. Would someone as pure and innocent could ever forgive a murderous monster like me...Would an angel fall in the arms of a devil, even if it would meant pain and misery... Purple one...do you think Hinata would ever like me...after what she saw and what I've done..." Gaara said as he tried to hid the sadness in his voice, obviously talking to the stuffed animal.

"Hinata wouldn't mind at all and she wishes that Gaara would be back with her so that she could make everything better..." a soft voice from behind replied. Gaara flinched and faced the one behind him. It was his tenshi. Gaara got up quickly and was face to face with her. He didn't knew what to say. He had so many questions, so simple but he didn't knew how to ask. He took a few steps backwards, trying to run away from the one that isn't possible of being. Someone that forgiving couldn't be possible.

"What do you want from me!? Do you want to ruin my life even more!? Who ordered you to finish me off!?" Gaara shouted, having tears forming in his eyes. "N-no one Gaara...I'm here...cuz I care for you...you're my friend and I won't let anything happen to you! I'll protect you with all I can! Please...trust me...I want what's best for you...I don't want to loose you Gaara!!" Hinata replied back.

"Lies!!" Gaara screamed as he started to run away, leaving the purple squirrel on the log, abandoning all memories of the angel impossible to be.

Hinata watched him run away. She didn't want him to get madder than he is now. She will find him once again, just like she did. She walked to where Gaara sat and took the stuffed squirrel. She felt oh soft and fluffy it was. Not the mention cute. She remarked that it smell just like him. She took a ribbon from her hair setup to set it as a slash for the squirrel's body. It was the same as one of his Halloween costume that Temari once showed her. It was the costume when he was 13 and he had a huge gourd on his back. She never knew what kind of costume it was but she didn't mind, he looked good in it anyways. Butterflies started flying and she felt like she had to smell it again. She didn't knew why she did so. But she didn't care. She then parted to run after Gaara again, but some black blur materialised in front of her ans she suddenly lost conscious.

It was all dark and foggy. She could even breath the heaviness of the air. She tried to get up but was held back as she felt that her wrist and ankles were tied up against a wall. She didn't knew what was happening. Nothing makes sense anymore for her. She wouldn't even be surprised if wales started flying. She looked around and saw light coming from the cracks of a door. She tried to hear the conversation but it wasn't loud enough. But she remarked some of the voices were familiar. The door slowly opened, screeching it's oldness through the room. Hinata saw a guy in a dark grey robe with a hoddie covering up all his face. As the person came closer, her heart beat went faster. As the man was only but a feet away, he took out the hood and she saw that it was Neji. Her cousin. No surprise anymore.

"What do you want ...Neji...?" Hianta asked as she blankly looked in his emotionless gray eyes.

"Ah, Hinata-sama, you don't seem surprised...or are your hiding you fear behind those glass eyes?" Neji asked.

"Nothing surprised me anymore...I'm not even sure that I'm conscious or not..nothing seems real anymore..."

"I see...but know that what I am going to do to you, please do not blame me...I... I have bee ordered by your father to eliminate you...so that he could finally upgrade your sister Hanabi the thrown of heiress ... and in exchange...he would take out us mainbranch's curse..."

"..." Hinata didn't knew what she had to say. This all seemed so unrealistic...she was even doubting if she lived, or if anything lived and that she is just something that thinks all of this. That wouldn't surprise her as well.

"I'm sorry Hinata... I..." Neji looked away. After a moment, he took out a pair of scissors. "I can't stand to give you harm...I suppose this is all I can do from now on..."

Neji untied her wrist and went behind her. He untied her messed up hair, due to the series of events. "I know...that you care deeply about your long hair..." He said in a low voice... Her long hair was one of the things he liked on her. He first brushed her hair with his fingers and then, after taking a deep breath, he cut a strand of hair...it was done now, there's no going back. Hinata stayed passive. Neji then cut her hair, but he kept them long enough so they can still brush her back hair shoulders but he left the bangs intact. He posed the scissors on the ground and went inside that door. Then a girl she didn't know who seems the same age as her came out. She seemed quite outgoing.

"So your Hyuuga Hinata, huh?" The girl spat out, in a superior tone. Hinata ignored her and continued gazing the streaks of hair that was decorating the stone floor. "Look at me god dammit!" The girl shout out and then slapped Hinata in the face, trying to get her attention. Hinata slowly looked at her, strokes of hair covering her face. Everything just got worse.

Back at Gaara who was running away but not too far. He was sick and tired of running away. He's been doing this since forever. He ran away from the truth, running away from civilisation. He got tired of being called a coward by that evil being known as Shukaku. He decided to trace back his steps in hopes of seeing Hinata at the same spot as earlier. But since life was having fun screwing up with him, she wasn't there. He searched his pockets to discover that not only that his last human arm was transformed, but he remembered that he threw away the squirrel plushie. Oh how this was by far the best day of his life!

He let himself drop on the floor. Knees violently hitting the ground, but he didn't care anymore. He held his disfigured head with his transformed arms. "Why is this happening to me!? Why can't I be happy like everyone else!? WHY!?" Gaara said out loud. He opened his teary eyes to see a spot of purple near the tree's trunk. He blinked a few times to see clearer and saw that the purple squirrel was lying against the tree, looking at a path in the woods. Gaara crawled to the doll and picked it up. He saw that it seemed to point the way to find Hinata. He knew it was Hinata. No one else could have came and arranged it so it would look like him. He got up and ran through the woods, running like an animal with his arms and legs, jumping from branch to branch, letting the wind tangle what's left of hair on his head.

After not even 10 minutes, he saw an abandon house. He walked close to it and he heard a sound of a painful slap. He felt his left cheek burn. As if he just received a strong slap. He dashed to a window that seemed to be an underground boiler room. It was obviously an old house. He looked in the window and saw two figures. One with the feets tied up and an other one in front of the other one. He waited a bit to hear what was going to be said, but nothing came out. He hear a girl saying "Why don't you react !?" the woman seem to have slapped the other person again and the head turned, pointing to the window. Gaara then had been able to see that person'S face...It was Hinata!! And her hair has been cut. Anger and rage started boiling in him. He was about to crash the window to beat the crap out of that girl but then he saw Hianta has fainted and hear the girl say how pathetic she was and she spitted on her. That was the last straw. Gaara broke the window and charged to the girl, pinning her on the floor. His left hand has been turned into sand as to choke her and steady her on the ground and the other fist punching like mad on that person's face. Blood started flying in all directions. On th floor, on the woman, on him...and on Hinata. The smell of blood exited him more and started hitting her harder and harder. Then, he stopped. He got up and looked at his blood covered hands. These criminal hands... the same s those that held Hianta all this time. He looked at Hinata to see that she had some blood spill on her face. He couldn't believe that he was to selfish to even realize his actions. How could he let that pure whit soul be spoiled by red dirty blood. He felt like the world's biggest jerk. He took Hinata in his arms and whipped away the blood on her porcelain skin, only to smudge even more blood on her. Gaara's eyed became teary. All that he does isn't a good thing. He let the tears he shed fall on her face. Hoping that it would be enough to clear her face from all this dreadful substance. The door shot open and out came a surprised Neji. He didn't knew what to do. The scene was too horrible to comprehend. The dead corps of a bloody woman and a blood thirsty monster holding his soft little cousin. Neji instantly took out his gun and shoot it right at Gaara's heart. The bang of the gun was enough to wake up Hinata, who's first image was greeted by a sad half transformed face of Gaara, looking at her with sorrowful eyes. She the saw that a bullet has penetrated his chest. Gaara smiled since he was happy that she woke up. Unbeknown to him, the gun shot has killed the Shukaku within him. Gaara looked back at Neji, with an expression saying 'why?' Neji then saw the red hair, dark rimmed blue eyes and the love kanji on his forehead. He has just shot Hianta's best friend. Probably her lover since she doesn't really tell him her private life. Neji was in shock. Gaara then closed his eyes, still having Hinata in his arms. The monstrous form that Gaara had was slowly fading away, as if everything was becoming sand to be blown by the wind. Gaara became the human he was. He embraced Hinata with all his might, ignoring the pain in he felt due to she gun shot. He wrapped her as strongest as possible. Oh how he was glad that she was fine and that he as a human again. He loosen the embrace and took his bloodless hands to wipe away the blood that devastated her pure innocent face, to then kissed her like if there were no tomorrow. Hinata didn't mind at all. She has realized her feelings towards Gaara. She loved him. She wrapped her arms around Gaara's chest as she deepened the kiss. After what seemed an eternity, they broke their kiss. Gaara cupped her face ans looked at her in the eyes and said "I love you." he smiled softly and rested his head on her shoulder, to leave to a better place. Hinata couldn't believe it...Gaara...he...Died...

TO BE CONTINUED

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