Chapter 279: Ruth
n. self-reproach; contrition; remorse.
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Gaara's eyes bled black as he struggled internally with his decision. On one hand he wanted nothing more than to murder the insipid brat that had escaped his clutches once before; it wouldn't do to allow merciful acts to sully his reputation. On the other hand there had been relief that the boy had survived and there was a continual wish for the boy's survival, they had caused enough damage to him as it was. The side for the brat's death was winning out.
"What are you doing?!" shouted a blonde from beside him, his blue eyes stirred something in Gaara, the reminder of sanity and warmth and safety, the stirrings disappeared as quickly as they came. Gaara made to turn around but curiously found his body locked in place.
"Naruto!" grumbled another voice directly behind Gaara, making Gaara fight even harder to move his body, his survival instincts demanded he see his attacker. "Troublesome, now he's fighting it."
With shaking limbs, Gaara's hands returned to his side and his foot moved to position himself so that he could see his captors. But it hadn't been done with Gaara's own will, and rage filled him. No one should control him!
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