Wednesday, May 30, 2007

part 5...
They talked for a while and Chitose spilled her guts about everything. Even about when she was little.

“I just don’t understand… He put me through Hell practically and I still care. But I also want to kill him. For torturing me. For making me this way.”

“You blame him?”

“Yeah. He wouldn’t kill me. He just hurt me enough so I would still be able to live. He found pleasure in beating me until I was bleeding profusely or unconscious, almost bleeding to death. I hate him, but…”

“But…?”

“…He didn’t kill me. He let me live to see another day everyday. Why would he do that? Why not just kill me?” Sakura reached for Chitose’s hand. She picked it up and lifted it up to her face. Chitose's hand had sores and infected cuts all over them. They were filthy. Chitose didn’t mind and continued. “I mean… there isn’t any reason to keep me alive I’m not pretty or nice. I’ve killed so many people for no reason at all. I hate myself. I don’t even want to live.”

“You shouldn’t think that!!” Chitose stared at Sakura as she stared at Chitose’s battered hand. “We were all made. We’re all here. There’s a reason to live. Yeah so we might not like life all the time, but we have to make the best out of situations like that. We weren’t made to be miserable. We were made to live life the best we can.”

“Is that why your always so dang perky all the time?” Sakura cringed as she looked up.

“Well not all the time… but I believe we all should be happy for who we are and make the most out of life.” Sakura looked at Chitose’s hand again. “If you want, I could help you look pretty… uh, not that you’re not pretty or anything… ‘cuz you are… I just… aw, crap.”

“Thanks, Pinky.” Sakura smiled her cute Sakura smile and Chitose blushed.

'This can’t be…' Gaara thought as he walked through the forest. 'I don’t want to see her… but… I do want to… rgh!…' He held his face in his hands as he leaned against a tree. 'She must be so mad at me. She must hate me for toturing her… for beating her… but I wouldn’t kill her because...' Gaara lifted his face towards the tops of the trees. 'I…' He hung his head. '…I hate this.'



That night, Chitose walked down the hallway to her room to go to bed, the five Jonin ninjas still behind her watching her every move. (She had lost them when she was stealing.) Naruto got a big lecture from Kakashi since he lost track of Chitose when he got ramen with Hinata. As she walked into her room she saw…

“SSSHHHH!!! Tell them your changing!”

“Sakura?” Chitose whispered in confusion. She turned around to the Jonin. “I have to change. Okay?” The Jonin nodded as she closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Kakashi walked down the hallway and saw the Jonin standing outside Chitose’s door.

“What’s going on?” he asked

“The girl’s getting changed,” one of them said. Kakashi laughed in his mind. He knew Sakura was in there.

“She’ll be in there a while, y’know. It’s a ‘girl thing’. How about you guys take a break? I’ll take over.” The Jonin nodded and walked away. Kakashi sat down against the wall and took out his Make out Paradise book. He thought that maybe it would be good if Chitose and Sakura connected a little.

“No way are you touching my hair!” Chitose yelled at Sakura.

“But you’ve got so much dried blood in it!” Sakura whined.

“Oh, fine… whatever.”

“Good. Hold still…”

“Ow! I needed that hair you know!”

“What did you expect? You never washed it did you?”

“Maybe once in a great while.”

“Ew.” Sakura brushed Chitose’s hair diligently. She stroked it gently with bristles from the brush. Chitose closed her eyes and began to think. Think about everything, but mostly about Gaara. Her cheeks began to grow red. Then even more red.

“Woah…” Sakura said.

“Huh? What?”

“Your face is so red it’s purple.”

“HOLY—!“ Chitose immediately clasped her hands to her face. Sakura giggled.

“Were you thinking about him?” Chitose sighed.

“…yeah…” Kakashi, after hearing that, dropped his book and put his ear to the door. “It’s so weird that I feel this way about him… Oh! And Sakura?”

“Yeah?” Chitose turned her head to look at Sakura.

“Thanks. For, y’know, listening.”

“Anytime! <3” Chitose turned back around so Sakura could finish her hair. Kakashi was getting annoyed. Who was she talking about? Naruto? Sasuke? He kept listening.

“It’s just…jeez… I keep repeating myself!” Chitose closed her eyes again, thinking.

“Done!!” Sakura cheered. She gave Chitose a mirror. “I did good didn’t I?” Chitose looked at herself in the mirror. That… can’t be me. Her hair was over part of her face and it was in a long braid, twirled around part of her neck onto her chest. It was perfectly brushed and braided. It was… really pretty.

“It doesn’t even look like me,” Chitose exclaimed.

“But it is you,” Sakura answered. “Wait till Gaara sees you!”

“Why would he care?”

“He’s got his reasons…<3” Chitose went back to looking at her newly styled hair. Kakashi gasped. GAARA?! It can’t be… REALLY? He thought that was enough for the day and went back to reading his perverted book. Chitose actually felt happy that day. She found a friend.



Chitose woke up to the sunshine glistening through the window of the room. She stared in the direction of the sunlight and took a deep breath. A new day… she thought as she stood up. She did her hair according to how Sakura told her to. She soon finished and decided to step out for a while. When she opened the door she was surprised to see Kakashi above her. He stood there a moment, pink starting to form in his cheeks. (Chitose was still in her “revealing” pajamas.)

“Uh…” he said, turning his head away from Chitose a little. She thought it was stupid how this “old fart” of a ninja could think she’s so pretty, he would blush.

“What is it?” she snapped. Kakashi came back to his senses.

“Yeah… you’re pretty… much healed now so you can leave, alright? I got the Jonin off your back for a while so…” Chitose stared at the ground for a moment. She didn’t want to leave just yet. She had only been there for almost a week and already had a best friend and reunited with a long lost “acquaintance”. She looked up.

“You know I don’t have anywhere to go. Can’t I stay here till I do?” She looked at Kakashi, trying to be as cute as she could. Kakashi began to blush.

“Uh… well…”

“Pleeeeease?” Too cute… Kakashi thought. AUGH!!!

“Okay…”

“Thanks!” Chitose turned and walked away. 'Man, that was, like, torture!' She thought. 'I hate sucking up!!' She was too lazy to change into her clothes so she just stayed in what she was in.

“Chitose!! <3” Chitose turned around to see Sakura running towards hers.

“What is it?” Chitose asked.

“You did your hair again!”

“Yeah… so?”

“It looks good, as always.”

“Thanks.”

“You’re still in your pajamas?”

“Yeah, why?”

“You can’t get ramen with me dressed like that!”

“Ramen? Already? Besides… I don’t care what I wear.”

“Then let’s go!”

“What?! When I’m dressed like this?! Come on!” Chitose ran and got her coat.

They both went to Ichiraku’s and got some ramen. And for some reason, Sasuke was there so Sakura was all over him. Chitose didn’t care so she ate up and headed back. But this time she decided to take the long way through the forest. The truth was, she wanted to see Gaara. It didn’t matter what he did to her when they were little. It was a long time ago. Chitose felt it start to rain as she came to the same clearing as before and looked around. No Gaara. She sighed and started to walk again. Suddenly, she came to a halt. She again looked around. Seeing no one, she took off her jacket and ran back into the clearing. Her arms flung out up in the air as she lifted her chin up to the sky. Rain splashed against her eyes and trickled down her cheeks and neck. She closed her eyes and for the first time in what it seemed like decades… she smiled. She slowly spun around, swinging her arms back and forth in the misty rain. Suddenly, Chitose sensed something. She looked in front of her and saw the person she wanted to see. Gaara. Chitose blushed and turned around to leave. What am I doing?! She thought. I want to race over to him and just—

“Just leave,” Gaara commanded.

“…wha…?” Chitose said as she turned back around.

“Go away…” Chitose’s chest got tight. She felt a pain in her throat. She stood up straight, her head hanging low.

“GO AWAY!!” Gaara yelled at Chitose. He walked over to her. Chitose looked up and stared at him. He lifted up his hand. He opened it and sand began to swirl around it. The sand connected to his skin and formed a spike like a kunai. Chitose blocked her face with her arms. Rain poured harder on their heads as Chitose tried to punch Gaara in the stomach but the sand flew up and stopped her. Gaara swung the spike at her. Blood poured down her arm, down to her knees, and onto the ground. He slashed at Chitose again and blood gushed out like it wouldn’t stop.

“This is your last chance… Leave,” Gaara ordered. Chitose kept her blood-covered arms up, shielding her face. “Fine then,” Gaara began to fling his arm at her but before he got to her skin…

“Gaara…” He stopped. Chitose shivered from the cold rain and began to speak. “I won’t back down anymore… I won’t run from my fears. If you’ll ever say you’re sorry for hurting me, I just want to let you know that you don’t have to.” Gaara gave a small gasp. “It’s okay, Gaara. I forgive you whether you’re sorry or not. Just please… don’t hurt me anymore!” Tears formed in Chitose’s eyes. Gaara stood there, shivering from what her just heard. ‘I forgive you…’ ‘don’t hurt me!’ Tears slowly fell down Chitose’s cheeks, glistening as they fell to the ground. Gaara tightly closed his eyes and turned his face away. He gritted his teeth. There was a moment when the rain was so quiet that all they both could hear was each other’s heavy breaths. Gaara broke the eerie sound of breaths by putting down the spike and letting the sand fall to the ground to which it came. Chitose put her arms down just enough to see what just happened. Gaara reached his hand over to her. She slapped it away.

“Chitose…” he pleaded. But she slapped him away again, afraid he would hurt her. The tears fell down her cheeks again. Gaara couldn’t stand it. He tried to calm himself down. He ripped the end of his cloth off and grabbed Chitose’s wrists together. She screamed at him, telling him to let go of her and that it hurt painfully. But she stopped long enough to see Gaara rip the ripped off cloth in half and gently tie it around both of the cuts on her arms. He let go and straightened up. Chitose looked at her arms in confusion.

“Uh…” Gaara spoke slowly with his head staring straight at the ground. “Thank you. For forgiving me. I’m sorry for ever hurting you.” Chitose’s tears stopped as she lay her head low, looking at the blood spilled by the cuts. “Thank you.” With that, Gaara turned around and began to walk away. Chitose, still standing there mesmerized by Gaara’s kind words, turned bright red as she stared at Gaara’s back as he left the clearing. The tears in her eyes floated away and were replaced by the falling rain. She pulled back on her white blood stained coat that was now all wet from the rain and rubbed her red eyes. Suddenly Gaara stopped walking. Chitose looked up at him. Gaara clenched his fists and looked at the wet ground. He turned his head and looked at Chitose. She turned a darker shade of red as soon as their eyes met. Gaara turned the rest of his body in that direction and slowly started walking toward Chitose. Chitose looked at him wondering if he forgot to tell her something. But something was definitely up when she looked at his eyes more carefully. It was weird the way he was looking at her. Gaara finally reached Chitose. She stared up into his face and asked, “I-is something wrong?” Gaara didn’t answer. He lifted his hands and grasped Chitose’s shoulders. Chitose gave a quick moan caused by the pain and tightly closed her eyes. She turned her face away as she got even redder. Gaara started to lean closer to her. Wha?! Chitose thought. 'Is he gunna… no WAY!!'




yup part 5 done... 6 soon...

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