This is the finale chapter along with the sequel chapter!(:
I'd hate to lose this light before we land...
It was about two seconds before sand and water both shot at each other, no warning at all. The water hit the sand and made it heavy, the sand sopped up the water.
The water was stolen, the sand, useless. Gaara's eyes narrowed.
"Give her back or I'll kill you." He said in his voice, that somehow reminded one of graveyards. The shark person grinned smugly, shifting his sword that reminded you of a giant tampon. "Now now, don't you want to hear me out? I would think that you wanted her off your hands, Sabaku!" He hissed.
You scoffed and attempted to punch him in the nose, but he held you down.
"Give her back. I don't want her of my hands, I want her off yours." He replied irritatedly.
"But Gaara, don't you know? She's been lying to you."
The world stopped. A flicker of emotion was detected on the red-head's face, and your heart froze. What the hell was he talking about? Lying? You've never lied to him!
"...How?"
Kisame laughed darkly. You knew why...he had Gaara intrigued now...Once he was curious, he would stay that stubborn way until his questions were answered.
"I'm surprised you haven't noticed there was another demon right under your nose. Heard of Hakumei? She's a pretty snow leopard who took out Yukigakure once upon a time..." He teased him. Of course, Gaara was mad. His eyes narrowed slightly and there was a pissed off lunge of sand; again, it was canceled out by a burst of water.
"Hey, calm down now, I'm not done yet! ...See, Hakumei's not in her form, though. She's all wrapped up in this package right here, right, Miss Mourou? Sneaky devil you are. Thought you could hide it from Gaara by getting all his affection..." He sneered, prodding at you. "Yup...Hakumei's sealed up in your little girlfriend here. Geez, what a bitch...a slut and a liar all in one!"
It didn't seem possible, not at all, but your face went whiter than it had been. It was one thing that he was lying and saying those things, but...the look on Gaara's face...it was the same you saw years and years ago when the kids got scared of him. Only now mixed in with the horror and misery was heartbreak. Millions of little shards had just exploded in his chest and imbedded in him from the inside out...
"N-NO! I would never do that, that's WRONG! SICK! I didn't even know I had a demon in me until today, you blue bastard! What the hell do you want with me anyway? Gaara, he's lying...I swea...I sw...swear..."
Your voice trailed off to a mumble, because you then realized it was useless as you murmured a child-like, "..Gaara?"
Said person turned around, giving you the most destestful look you had ever earned in your life. And you numbly felt heatless tears fall, just drip off you and float to the snow.
"G-Gaa...ra...Please...d-don't...don't leave...please..."
The red head turned, back to you.
"..Take her." He said.
Kisame smirked evilly and you cried out in anguish. How could things go so wrong...so wrong? It was impossible to imagine. "But...but I...love you!" You pleaded. You loved him. You ignored anything said about him and all you knew was that he was this wonderful person, and you were so longing, and he so alone...
Gaara paused.
"...I love only myself." The was a whisk of speckled tan that wrapped around him, and he dissapeared.
Kisame snorted, and the next thing you knew was that something hard snapped against the back of your neck.
The world went black.
Gaara left two days later, after packing up his things and finally disposing of the missing-nin who came out of hiding. The things you brought...he just left. [But between you and me, he "accidently" grabbed Edward Bear and packed him with his things...] He took the ferry back home, trying to repress the constant, reflexive thought of, "I should go check on Hana", where he would then remember what had taken place.
It was painful, trying to supress that.
Gaara got home without trouble. He silently made his way inside and tried to slip down the hall, but was caught by Kankuro and Temari who happened just coming inside from a mission.
"Gaara! You're back!"
"Glad you're in one piece...Wait, where's H-?"
He slammed his door immediatly. Temari blinked, feeling her eyes water as she already knew what was coming...Kankuro snatched a piece of paper that was floating to the ground, and handed it to Temari.
As she read it, she broke down in sobs and Kankuro pulled her into a brotherly hug.
...It was the crumpled up note from her, saying that you better come back okay.
Gaara went and curled up on his bed. In his arms was a certain teddy bear that he..."accidently" brought, and he hugged it tightly as he shut his eyes. He was crying...
"Gomen...gomen nasai...gomen nasai..." He whispered softly to the plush bear.
"Gomen nasai, Hanabira...ai shiteru...zutto, ai shiteru..."
I'm sorry, Hanabira...I love you...Always, I'll love you...
Meanwhile, you were slowly waking up...and you realizing you were in a cage.
"...Psst, Hana-chan?" Came from the shadows. You blinked, and suddenly the warm scent of hot chocolate hit your senses like a bomb as you shuffled to the bars. A cup was slipped through them and you took it, sipping on the heated sin. The person gave a hushed, but happy,
"Hi, Hana-chan! I'm Tobi! It's nice to meet you~uu!"
What I really meant to say was...sorry...
"Oh Mommy, what did I dooo~? Throw your pots and throw your pans, break my wrist when you grab my hand... Mommy, please, I know I'm bad, and I'm sorry that it makes you sad, but don't hurt my teddy, it's not he, it's me! And I only sewed his head on...yesterdayyyy...~"
Yesterday. Is that where this went wrong?
Hmm...yesterday. You didn't know what day yesterday was...had it been a week, a month, a year? Your eyes weakly drifted to the stone wall and looked over the etches. So...two months? No no, three. You had stopped counting after then, and it should have been at least a month since then...
"Here's your food, Hana-chan...Good luck." Your head shot up at this whisper and you saw the familiar orange swirled mask of Tobi. Tobi was sweet...he took good care of you, kept you sane in the middle of hell. Using the little strength you had, you stumbled over to the compartment of the door where he slipped in the meal of rice and milk, unlike the other prisoners who were stuck with old bread and stale water.
"Thanks, Tobi..." You croaked softly, smiling a little at him. Although you couldn't tell, you knew he was smiling back at you as he poked your nose through the bars and left silently as he came, and you began to small pieces out and eat it slowly to savor the meal. Your last meal...for starting tonight, Hakumei would be sucked straight out of you and this would all be over...finally...this decrepid place would have driven you to insanity if you had lived here another night.
The cell you were in was always, always dark; constant twilight, and the only reason you could see things and in color was thanks to your catty eyes. If someone you knew had seen you now, they would have been left in shock. Your skin, although always having been paler than most, was now sheet-white and deprived of all color since you hadn't seen the sun in so long. Your whole build was fragile looking; as if if one had stared too long, you would break under their gaze. And lastly, your eyes...
Now your hair was dull and sooty, of course, but it was your eyes that would make one shrink away. In your sunken face it was like two blood red rubies, shining and bright with the bloodlust and spite of Hakumei...were dead. Empty and hollow, simply lifeless.
And that summed it up. For after Gaara had taken your heart, that was final. Because everything was in your heart...your fears, weaknesses, memories, happiness, and soul. And without those, you were just a shell.
You shifted slightly as you drank the last bit of milk, ignoring the loud noise. Deidara had most likely blown something up...Tobi said that tended to happen on occassion if he got pissed enough.
There was a lot of chaos that seemed to be going on after that, and you dimly paid any attention to it. There was yelling, more bangs, screams, things toppling over...a tornado might as well have waltzed in through the large iron doors.
"Bastard! Where's Hanabiru?"
Hana...biru...
...Hadn't you heard that name before..?
"BACK OFF! I'll slit your throat, pigtails...that little fan won't do a thing for you against Samehada..."
Hanabiru...Morbid flower...Wasn't that your name?
"Heh. We'll see about that..." An anguished scream followed this taunt along with an incessant clicking that was turning rusted, old gears in the back of your mind.
"You know, I think you and I are gonna get along reallll well."
"Geez, Hana, are you serious?"
"It's Edward! He was my old teddy bear, Temari!"
"...Temari...?" You whispered faintly. It was like you were dreaming the name...
"FOOD."
"Hana, we are so going to hell for this."
"KANKURRRRRO..."
"..And...And Kankuro..." Your lips twitched slightly at the corners, feeling like it wanted to smile.
"Dandy-Sandy-Sunshine, standin' in the breakfast line..."
"Nice throw."
"I COULD LOOK AT YOUR BOOBS ALL DAY!"
"Hana...thank you...for that."
"And you must be Sabaku no Gaara."
"...Gaara?"
With that single, cracked word, it all rushed back to you, and with one sudden bang your pupils shrunk in their places at the unexpected explosion of light. And there, in its wake, stood three sillouettes...
...One with pointy ears, one with four stumps of spikey hair, and another with a mop of red on their head and something large on their back.
Gaara slowly walked up towards you, and it took your eyes a moment to adjust. But when they did...
His face radiated guilt as he held out his hand to you. Something in his eyes made you feel like you were melting, and you weren't sure this was real.
"You did say the prince always arrives at the last second, right?" He said quietly, smiling just a little.
Oh no. This wasn't real. Not at all.
But your hand gently took his and he pulled you up. Soft sand carefully slunk around both of you, and you closed your eyes.
It was real. And you were finally going home.
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Hahaha Done with em all!(:
[If I get her premission I will continue it on my own with my own words and stuff!]
