Sunday, May 13, 2007

part 4...
“Sasuke! There you are!” Sakura cheerily cried as she skipped into the room.

“Hmph.” Sasuke grumbled.

“Do you want to train with me?”

“No.”

“Aw! Come on! Please?!” Sasuke sighed.

“Alright. Might as well… got nothing better to do.”

“YAY!! <3”



“Hey!! Get back here thief!” Chitose ran through the forest on top of the tree branches. Two Chunin ninjas chased after her. She laughed as she easily sped all around them. To her, they were as slow as snails. She kicked them in the back of their necks and they fell to the ground. Feh. That was easy. Then she thought about it a little more. A little TOO easy. Suddenly five Jonin jumped up at her. CRAP!! They charged at her and grabbed her arms, legs, and hair.

“We can’t just let you get away with everything, so pay for it,” one of them demanded.

“Can’t,” Chitose answered smug-like. “Broke.”

“TOO BAD!!”

“RRRRGGHHH!!!” Suddenly something flew at the ninjas and wrapped around their ankles. It tightened and pulled them away from Chitose. It flew them into trees and branches as Chitose gracefully landed on the ground on her feet. The “thing” let go of the Jonin in mid air, flinging them to the ground. They stood up slowly, limping, as Chitose hid.

“Where’d she go?!” one shouted on anger.

“I don’t know,” another answered.

“Well then let’s go find her!”

“Nah! She’s gone. Let’s just go back. It would be a waste of time.”

“Fine.” They all walked away. As soon Chitose saw that the coast was clear, she ran out and looked all around.

“Hey!” She called. I know you’re there!” She heard a twig snap. “Come out! I just… I just want to thank you. Y’know, for helping me out back there.” A shadowy figure stepped into the clearing. “Huh?! You—!“

“Yeah,” Gaara said. Chitose shot him a confused look.

“But—“

“There’s nothing to question. So, ‘Kuma’… goodbye.“ He turned around and began to walk away.

“My name’s…” Chitose’s hand clenched together.

“What?” Gaara asked, starting to get irritated.

“My name’s not Kuma.” Gaara stopped walking.

“Then… what is your name?” Chitose lifted her hand and pushed part of her black hair that was in front of her face behind her ear. Gaara turned to her. He looked at the left side of her forehead. His eyes widened slightly at the sight of a astonishing, disgusting gash across her eye.

“Where’d you get that?” Gaara asked.

“What? This?“ Chitose asked as she pointed to the cut. “Um… well… someone… kinda… hurt me really bad when I was young.” She closed her eyes. “Gaara… my name’s Nakashima Chitose.”

“Sssshhhhh!!” Sasuke whispered to Sakura.

“What? They’re so adorable!”

“Shut up!” He snapped. Gaara’s eyes widened. He dashed over to her and held a kunai to her throat.

“You’re not Chitose,” He spoke in a ver y deep, angry sounding voice.

“I am…”

“SHUT UP!! YOU’RE NOT CHITOSE!!” Gaara tightened his grip on the kunai and pressed it harder against her neck.

“You can’t deny it. I can’t either. I was Chitose. I AM Chitose.” Gaara hit her, throwing her to the ground. Blood slowly slipped down her chin from her lip.

“Get out of my sight.” Gaara walked away into the bushes. Chitose sat there for a while wondering what just happened. At first she wanted to kill him, but now she was upset that he didn’t want to see her face. Of course it wasn’t like he cared whether she was alive or not. But there was something about him… about Gaara… that always made Chitose spaz out, and there would be times where her chest would tighten and she’d freak out like she was hallucinating or something. Though she never understood why. It just happened whether she wanted it to or not. It was weird because it was Gaara who hurt her when she was young. Around the time Gaara started killing people, he met Chitose.

-FLASHBACK-

Chitose walked down the street of the village, saying morning to people as she walked by. Suddenly, she noticed a young boy about her age, crying behind a bush. She leaned over to him and reached out her hand to touch him. The boy looked up, tears streaming down his face.

“Are you okay?” she asked. He slapped her hand away and put his head down again. But Chitose was persistent. She reached out her hand again. The boy glanced up at her partly as the place above his eyes where his eyebrows should have been narrowed.

“Leave… me… alone…” he stuttered.

“Wha— ?!” Sand snuck up Chitose’s arms and up to her neck, choking her. She coughed and hacked, trying to get the sand away from her. It released, finally, and she fell to the ground. “W-who are you?” The boy stood up and looked down on her.

“Gaara…” he said. “Gaara… of the Sand.” Sand wrapped around her ankles. It picked her up and whipped her against the ground. She screamed in pain.

-END-

Chitose collapsed her knees to the ground. She grasped her chest. What is this? I… It can’t be… Sakura was bawling.

“This is too adorable!!” she squealed. Chitose looked over to see Sakura peeking at her behind a tree.

“What are you…?!” she stuttered, almost too confused to speak. Sakura ducked behind the tree.

“I think she saw me Sasuke…uh…Sasuke?!” Sasuke was gone. (thought it was too stupid to watch anymore.)

“Come out, Pinky,” Chitose called. “I can see you.” Sakura slowly came out from behind the bushes and tree and walked into the clearing.

“So… your name’s Chitose?”

“You HEARD IT ALL?!?!”

“Uh, yeah. I think.”

“Rgh… Yes, my name’s Chitose.” Chitose stood up. “Please don’t tell anyone.”

“Why?”

“Just… don’t.”

“Fine.” There was an eerie silence in the air. Chitose soon spoke up…

“Er… is your hair naturally that pink?”

“Uh…”



THATS IT FOR PART 4... 5 coming soon
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