Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ An Emo's Alternative To Cutting ❯ Teenagers See No Evil ( Chapter 3 )
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By: The Silver Wolf 
u know the drill
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.21.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 452 | Status: Completed
u know the drill
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.21.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 452 | Status: Completed
The Silver Wolf: Chapter three is here, and it’s going to be quite interesting. It’s something I enjoy doing. And I hope you enjoy reading it. The new song is still a MCR song, but it’s called “Teenagers” again, it’s a song from their latest album The Black Parade.
Disclaimers: I do not own My Chemical Romance’s “Teenagers” or the album The Black Parade for that matter. I do not own Naruto, or any matter of Naruto.
WARNING: Mild language contained within the song “Teenagers” by MCR. It will be BLEEPED using symbols
Chapter 3: Teenagers See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil
‘They’re gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you son
So they can watch all the things you do’
Gaara looked at Sasuke’s arms and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Sasuke was a cutter...or used to be?
“You really wanna hear?”
Gaara nodded his head, and sat back to listen.
“Okay...I have an older brother, Itachi, me and him don’t get along very well, and never really have. One day, Itachi got so out of hand that he told me that if I didn’t do like he said that he was going to kill mom and dad. I didn’t believe him...he couldn’t kill his own parents...it wasn’t in him...boy was I wrong. I lost my mother and father to my brother when I was in fifth grade, and I don’t know what happened to my brother...after he killed my parents, I got real depressed and started cutting. When my friends found out that I was cutting they told me to go and get my ears pierced and see how well that felt. It sent the same sensations as cutting did through my body. I couldn’t get enough of it. I got my ears pierced over and over again. I have a tongue piercing, my nipples, the back of my neck, and I’ve had my nose pierced countless times, but I let my nose heal up...I don’t like the way I look with a nose ring. After the shock of the needle got old, someone told me about gages, that’s when I really went into buying them and gaging my ears. Piercing and gaging is an emo’s alternative to cutting. You should try it. People won’t bother you about it, and you’ll be a lot happier and you’ll do it less and less all the time.”
Gaara was astonished, he even noticed that Sasuke had a few minor tattoos too. One was a dragon that took up his entire right arm, three small letters across his left collar bone, NIN. Nine Inch Nails...a well known band among the gothic population in the school. But Sasuke liked them? Gaara was learning more and more about the one person he thought he’d never get along with, but here he was having a civilized conversation with the dude.
‘ Because the drugs never work
They’re gonna give you a smirk
Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They’re gonna rip up your heads
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine’
Ashe came back to the table and Gaara and Sasuke were talking about something related to piercings. At least they found something that the two of them both agree about.
“I guess tattoos have a similar affect for you too?” Gaara looked at the giant dragon that took up Sasuke’s right arm.
“Oh...it’s actually better, but I wouldn’t recommend getting too hooked on it, you’ll be covered in ink, and it’s not that pretty if it’s all over you. I’m actually going to get more done to this one, it’s not done getting colored in yet.” He pointed to the top of the dragon near his shoulder, it lacked color...it was only a black outline. Gaara was captivated...not only was Sasuke hot...but if you actually sat here with him, he’s a pretty cool person.
Sasuke’s POV:
You know...Gaara wasn’t really all that bad, he just liked the quiet of being left alone. He didn’t really need someone there for him all the time like normal people do...he handled himself just fine. I think giving him the tip to try getting piercings done was really sinking in. It’d help him in the long run, it did for me. Ashe sat down...wait...when did she leave? I must have got too into the conversation I was having with Gaara, this kid was pretty cool, I could be friends with him.
I asked Ashe to come with me tonight, I felt bad for not paying attention to her.
“Sorry I haven’t payed attention to you Ashe.” I said apologetically.
“Hey! Don’t worry about me, I just went to the bathroom.” she smiled at me and sat back and listened to what the conversation was about, but she had to ask... “What are you guys talkin about?” She looked back and forth between the two of us.
“We were talking about alternatives to actually cutting and getting the rush of what it feels like. Getting piercings done and tattoos are a good way to stop cutting if it became a habit. I was just explaining to Gaara that I used to be just like him, and how I stopped, and how much better I feel.”
“Gaara!!!” She shrieked, “I didn’t know you cut!” she whispered so everyone and their mother wouldn’t hear.
Gaara seemed to shrink away in his seat...he was OBVIOUSLY uncomfortable talking to me while Ashe was here.
Narrator’s POV:
Gaara sat silent in his seat and waited for something else to happen. It didn’t. Gaara was running out of time to think of something to say...it wasn’t like he had to say anything, but Ashe looked like she was expecting him to.
“Yea...” was the slightly less than audible reply that she received.
“You know...I really don’t appreciate that kind of attitude in a friend.” she said pointing a finger at him.
“Sure...” was another reply he lowered himself to use.
Ashe got annoyed with his depressing attitude, it was making her sad.
“I should go...” said Gaara, and got up and went to leave.
“Oh no you don’t!” Ashe went to grab for him.
Gaara thought she might make to grab for him, and he pulled his hand out of his pocket and sand flew in the air and whipped her hand away from Gaara. Ashe stared at the sand in amazement, she’d never seen floating sand before.
Gaara stared at her through openings in the sand that was floating in front of him protecting him from her, “I said I feel like I should go.”
Ashe nodded her head, “Will you at least tell me where you’re going if not home?”
“The bar down the street, I have to meet someone there in two hours. I’ll be home at three.”Gaara turned around and went to call the sand back into the jar, but Ashe made another grab for him, and he whirled on her making her fly back into her seat rubbing her eyes to get the sand out of them. “Don’t follow me, and don’t bother trying to look for me if you do follow me there...” Gaara walked out of the Coffee shop and then he felt safe enough to call his sand back into the jar in his pocket.
He walked a half mile down South Street and came to the bar that was right down the road from his old house, with Temari.
He walked into the bar and knew that both Sasuke and Ashe had followed him.
“How do they just let him walk in there like that without checking his age?” Sasuke asked Ashe.
“I’m not sure, but I’m going to find out. I’m seventeen, I can get in...I’ll find out what’s up with Gaara, you wait here.”
“No I want to come with you,” Sasuke protested, “Besides...Gaara’s cool...I could get used to him.”
Gaara walked to the back of the bar where all the thugs usually gathered, and sat down next to the one he knew as Lingo. Lingo was a muscular body guard looking person. He would always talk with Gaara when he was here. He was a regular barfly and knew a little too much about liquor. The conversations would always wind up being about how sexually stressed he was after a couple of drinks. Gaara always got annoyed with Lingo after he passed the drunk point, and then he would leave. But for now, Lingo was alright to deal with.
“Hey Gaara, what can I get ya?” asked the nervous bar tender. Jose would always get nervous when Gaara showed up, it would be the same routine every time he came in here.
Meanwhile, outside:
Ashe walked up to the Bouncer and greeted him.
“Hello Mr. Bouncer.”
“Hello young lady, I’m sorry but I can’t let you in, you’re a little too young to be coming in here.”
“But you let Gaara through...why?”
“Y-You know Gaara?” he started to shake and his sunglasses almost fell off his face.
Ashe wondered why he looked so scared now... “Wait...” she said.
“Y-You can go in...tell Gaara I’m sorry if I held you up. Don’t hurt me.” He cowered in a corner just hearing Gaara’s name.
“Wait a second, we don’t want to go in, we just want to know, why you let Gaara through.” Ashe looked down at the cowering mess on the ground and tried to help him up, but he jumped up in their faces and scared the crap outta both Sasuke and Ashe.
“You mean you don’t know what happened here back when Gaara was only twelve years old?” The bouncer pulled them over to one side and started to tell the story. “Have you ever heard of The Massacre on South Street on the news? It was all over the place a few years back.”
Sasuke and Ashe looked at each other and then nodded back at the bouncer that yes they had both watched the news the very evening that that particular story had come on.
“Well, remember they arrested some big brute that was supposed to have done it? Well, no, it wasn’t some big brute at all...it was Gaara. He killed the owner of the bar and his son, and claimed himself the new owner of the bar. Not only that, but he killed my partner, and I managed to get out of it by telling him I’d let him in no matter what the law told me to do. He’s the only exception. Him and people that he brings with him are the only under ages I let in. I’d hate for him to go on another killing spree like he did those few years ago.”
Ashe and Sasuke were astonished, “How did he manage to get out of that one though?” Sasuke was very confused by the whole story that he’d just heard, that was worse than anything he’d told Gaara before in his life.”
“His sister bailed him out, but not before he served a year in the state prison. Some say he actually went gay, and didn’t want to leave the jail house because he enjoyed it there. He loved being with people that understood him, he said. People that knew what he was talking about when he spoke to them. When his sister drug him out of the jail house by his feet, he’d hated her ever since. He hates going to school, he hates people.”
“Can you tell me everything you know about Gaara? He lives with me now...and I wanna know what I got myself into now.” Ashe had a slightly worried look on her face, and listened to everything the bouncer had to say.
“Gaara hates society. He’s incredibly homicidal. He loves being locked up in jail, with the people that understand him. He hates school, and he just basically hates everything. Gaara in a nutshell is, he hates everything, and he’s a homicidal maniac. If you made friends with him, consider yourselves lucky...not a lot of people can crack that sand shield of his. You two must have done something that, to him, was amazing. Otherwise you’d probably be dead by now. The only people he loves are his sister, and his brother. He won’t talk to anyone else, except the one barfly regular we have here that everyone knows as Lingo. Lingo is a drug dealer, and Gaara meets him here every weekend. They’re always in the VIP in the back of the bar so no one can get to them.”
Ashe and Sasuke were shocked beyond belief. Gaara was a druggie, and a killer all in one. Ashe became furious that this was who Gaara really was. She was about ready to tell him that if he didn’t shape up, he was shippin out. And as a matter of fact, that’s exactly what she was going to do. She went into the bar, and spotted Gaara in the back next to what looked like a body guard. She didn’t care if he had five body guards, she’d take them all on to get to him.
Sasuke, however, became very sympathetic. He knew Ashe was running towards the back to tell Gaara that he couldn’t live with her anymore. Sasuke was ready for this, he knew what he was going to do. He saw this coming and was REALLY ready for it.
“GAARA!!!!” Ashe shouted across the VIP section.
‘They said all
Teenagers scare the living s@!# out of me
They could care less
As long as someone’ll bleed’
Gaara’s scanned the room to find that Ashe and a very ashamed looking Sasuke had followed him and found him. He figured they must know everything by now from talking to Jesse outside. Gaara slowly rose, as did the sand around him, ready to defend him. He walked over to where Ashe and Sasuke were being held back from entering.
Gaara told the VIP guard to let them go. He obeyed with fear in his eyes like nothing else. Ashe stared at Gaara with fire in her eyes.
“You kill people! You’re a monster”
He cut her off, “Now you know why everyone in school hates me and stares at me so much, they all knew it was me that killed everyone here three years ago. No one messes with me here, not even the new people. They get informed very quickly of who I am. And that’s why people got scared when you went up to me and welcomed me with open arms. They thought another killer had come to their town.” Gaara raised his hand, and his sand flew in front of him as Ashe tried to swing her arm at him to punch him in the face. “I guess I’m no longer welcome at your residence?” he said moving some sand out of his way so he could see Ashe.
“No you’re not. So don’t even bother to move your stuff in. Kankuro can stay, but you can’t!” she screamed at him and the whole Bar was now paying full attention to what was going on in front of them.
‘So darken your clothes
Or strike a violent pose
Maybe they’ll leave you alone
But not me’
“I like you Ashe, but not as much as I thought I did.” Gaara swung his hand down and sand came up out of the tiles underneath her and wrapped around Ashe forming a coffin.
Sasuke could only stare on in horror as Ashe was hung in the air by a bunch of manipulated sand. Ashe’s bloody murder screams where horrific. She couldn’t stand the pain that the sand was causing her frail female body to experience.
Gaara snapped his fingers, and she feel to the floor crying, tears spilling on the disconnected sand causing it to turn into mud after a while. Gaara couldn’t control the mud, but what was left of the dry sand, he picked up and put back in the jar.
Sasuke was amazed at Gaara’s power. He looked at Gaara again...his eyes seemed calmer for some reason. They seemed brighter...his skin more toned and normal looking, his muscles outlined by every movement he made. His baggy shirt suddenly became tight around his suddenly well-toned form.
“Ah...man that feels good. Last time I felt like this was three years ago. Your screams give me my power. Pain fuels me. Cry, cry more, and maybe I’ll spare Jet as well.” Gaara started to laugh, “But I only wish to leave this place and return to where I really belong...I only laugh because I want to leave.” Gaara smiled and looked around at the onlookers, “Anyone else care to pleasure me?” he saw shuffling and running out of the bar and he was satisfied.
“Sasuke Uchiha...why are you here? You followed Ashe to talk to me about something...didn’t you?” Gaara gave him, a quick look over and saw something he missed before. A slight green tint in Sasuke’s dark blue eyes. Gaara’s eyes shot wide, and Sasuke grabbed him and ran out of the bar.
Half-way Down The Street:
Sasuke took a safety pin that was keeping his shirt together at the top and grabbed Gaara’s ear and forcibly shoved it through. Gaara immediately calmed down at the sensation of pain running through his body. A familiar feeling that he knew all too well.
“I’ll take you and teach you if it’s the last thing I do.” Sasuke said as the red-head fell asleep from the pleasurable sensation, in Sasuke’s arms. Sasuke picked the younger boy up and carried Gaara to his house. After all...he did live all alone in an estate that was his and only his.
End Chapter:
The Silver Wolf: Hope you liked it. It’s the only story I have that might actually get a chapter four! Every other story I have only has two or three chapters thus far! This is kinda not as humerus as I would have liked it to be...but it’ll get there I promise. Please review! I know people have been reading!! Please review!
Disclaimers: I do not own My Chemical Romance’s “Teenagers” or the album The Black Parade for that matter. I do not own Naruto, or any matter of Naruto.
WARNING: Mild language contained within the song “Teenagers” by MCR. It will be BLEEPED using symbols
Chapter 3: Teenagers See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil
‘They’re gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you son
So they can watch all the things you do’
Gaara looked at Sasuke’s arms and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Sasuke was a cutter...or used to be?
“You really wanna hear?”
Gaara nodded his head, and sat back to listen.
“Okay...I have an older brother, Itachi, me and him don’t get along very well, and never really have. One day, Itachi got so out of hand that he told me that if I didn’t do like he said that he was going to kill mom and dad. I didn’t believe him...he couldn’t kill his own parents...it wasn’t in him...boy was I wrong. I lost my mother and father to my brother when I was in fifth grade, and I don’t know what happened to my brother...after he killed my parents, I got real depressed and started cutting. When my friends found out that I was cutting they told me to go and get my ears pierced and see how well that felt. It sent the same sensations as cutting did through my body. I couldn’t get enough of it. I got my ears pierced over and over again. I have a tongue piercing, my nipples, the back of my neck, and I’ve had my nose pierced countless times, but I let my nose heal up...I don’t like the way I look with a nose ring. After the shock of the needle got old, someone told me about gages, that’s when I really went into buying them and gaging my ears. Piercing and gaging is an emo’s alternative to cutting. You should try it. People won’t bother you about it, and you’ll be a lot happier and you’ll do it less and less all the time.”
Gaara was astonished, he even noticed that Sasuke had a few minor tattoos too. One was a dragon that took up his entire right arm, three small letters across his left collar bone, NIN. Nine Inch Nails...a well known band among the gothic population in the school. But Sasuke liked them? Gaara was learning more and more about the one person he thought he’d never get along with, but here he was having a civilized conversation with the dude.
‘ Because the drugs never work
They’re gonna give you a smirk
Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They’re gonna rip up your heads
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine’
Ashe came back to the table and Gaara and Sasuke were talking about something related to piercings. At least they found something that the two of them both agree about.
“I guess tattoos have a similar affect for you too?” Gaara looked at the giant dragon that took up Sasuke’s right arm.
“Oh...it’s actually better, but I wouldn’t recommend getting too hooked on it, you’ll be covered in ink, and it’s not that pretty if it’s all over you. I’m actually going to get more done to this one, it’s not done getting colored in yet.” He pointed to the top of the dragon near his shoulder, it lacked color...it was only a black outline. Gaara was captivated...not only was Sasuke hot...but if you actually sat here with him, he’s a pretty cool person.
Sasuke’s POV:
You know...Gaara wasn’t really all that bad, he just liked the quiet of being left alone. He didn’t really need someone there for him all the time like normal people do...he handled himself just fine. I think giving him the tip to try getting piercings done was really sinking in. It’d help him in the long run, it did for me. Ashe sat down...wait...when did she leave? I must have got too into the conversation I was having with Gaara, this kid was pretty cool, I could be friends with him.
I asked Ashe to come with me tonight, I felt bad for not paying attention to her.
“Sorry I haven’t payed attention to you Ashe.” I said apologetically.
“Hey! Don’t worry about me, I just went to the bathroom.” she smiled at me and sat back and listened to what the conversation was about, but she had to ask... “What are you guys talkin about?” She looked back and forth between the two of us.
“We were talking about alternatives to actually cutting and getting the rush of what it feels like. Getting piercings done and tattoos are a good way to stop cutting if it became a habit. I was just explaining to Gaara that I used to be just like him, and how I stopped, and how much better I feel.”
“Gaara!!!” She shrieked, “I didn’t know you cut!” she whispered so everyone and their mother wouldn’t hear.
Gaara seemed to shrink away in his seat...he was OBVIOUSLY uncomfortable talking to me while Ashe was here.
Narrator’s POV:
Gaara sat silent in his seat and waited for something else to happen. It didn’t. Gaara was running out of time to think of something to say...it wasn’t like he had to say anything, but Ashe looked like she was expecting him to.
“Yea...” was the slightly less than audible reply that she received.
“You know...I really don’t appreciate that kind of attitude in a friend.” she said pointing a finger at him.
“Sure...” was another reply he lowered himself to use.
Ashe got annoyed with his depressing attitude, it was making her sad.
“I should go...” said Gaara, and got up and went to leave.
“Oh no you don’t!” Ashe went to grab for him.
Gaara thought she might make to grab for him, and he pulled his hand out of his pocket and sand flew in the air and whipped her hand away from Gaara. Ashe stared at the sand in amazement, she’d never seen floating sand before.
Gaara stared at her through openings in the sand that was floating in front of him protecting him from her, “I said I feel like I should go.”
Ashe nodded her head, “Will you at least tell me where you’re going if not home?”
“The bar down the street, I have to meet someone there in two hours. I’ll be home at three.”Gaara turned around and went to call the sand back into the jar, but Ashe made another grab for him, and he whirled on her making her fly back into her seat rubbing her eyes to get the sand out of them. “Don’t follow me, and don’t bother trying to look for me if you do follow me there...” Gaara walked out of the Coffee shop and then he felt safe enough to call his sand back into the jar in his pocket.
He walked a half mile down South Street and came to the bar that was right down the road from his old house, with Temari.
He walked into the bar and knew that both Sasuke and Ashe had followed him.
“How do they just let him walk in there like that without checking his age?” Sasuke asked Ashe.
“I’m not sure, but I’m going to find out. I’m seventeen, I can get in...I’ll find out what’s up with Gaara, you wait here.”
“No I want to come with you,” Sasuke protested, “Besides...Gaara’s cool...I could get used to him.”
Gaara walked to the back of the bar where all the thugs usually gathered, and sat down next to the one he knew as Lingo. Lingo was a muscular body guard looking person. He would always talk with Gaara when he was here. He was a regular barfly and knew a little too much about liquor. The conversations would always wind up being about how sexually stressed he was after a couple of drinks. Gaara always got annoyed with Lingo after he passed the drunk point, and then he would leave. But for now, Lingo was alright to deal with.
“Hey Gaara, what can I get ya?” asked the nervous bar tender. Jose would always get nervous when Gaara showed up, it would be the same routine every time he came in here.
Meanwhile, outside:
Ashe walked up to the Bouncer and greeted him.
“Hello Mr. Bouncer.”
“Hello young lady, I’m sorry but I can’t let you in, you’re a little too young to be coming in here.”
“But you let Gaara through...why?”
“Y-You know Gaara?” he started to shake and his sunglasses almost fell off his face.
Ashe wondered why he looked so scared now... “Wait...” she said.
“Y-You can go in...tell Gaara I’m sorry if I held you up. Don’t hurt me.” He cowered in a corner just hearing Gaara’s name.
“Wait a second, we don’t want to go in, we just want to know, why you let Gaara through.” Ashe looked down at the cowering mess on the ground and tried to help him up, but he jumped up in their faces and scared the crap outta both Sasuke and Ashe.
“You mean you don’t know what happened here back when Gaara was only twelve years old?” The bouncer pulled them over to one side and started to tell the story. “Have you ever heard of The Massacre on South Street on the news? It was all over the place a few years back.”
Sasuke and Ashe looked at each other and then nodded back at the bouncer that yes they had both watched the news the very evening that that particular story had come on.
“Well, remember they arrested some big brute that was supposed to have done it? Well, no, it wasn’t some big brute at all...it was Gaara. He killed the owner of the bar and his son, and claimed himself the new owner of the bar. Not only that, but he killed my partner, and I managed to get out of it by telling him I’d let him in no matter what the law told me to do. He’s the only exception. Him and people that he brings with him are the only under ages I let in. I’d hate for him to go on another killing spree like he did those few years ago.”
Ashe and Sasuke were astonished, “How did he manage to get out of that one though?” Sasuke was very confused by the whole story that he’d just heard, that was worse than anything he’d told Gaara before in his life.”
“His sister bailed him out, but not before he served a year in the state prison. Some say he actually went gay, and didn’t want to leave the jail house because he enjoyed it there. He loved being with people that understood him, he said. People that knew what he was talking about when he spoke to them. When his sister drug him out of the jail house by his feet, he’d hated her ever since. He hates going to school, he hates people.”
“Can you tell me everything you know about Gaara? He lives with me now...and I wanna know what I got myself into now.” Ashe had a slightly worried look on her face, and listened to everything the bouncer had to say.
“Gaara hates society. He’s incredibly homicidal. He loves being locked up in jail, with the people that understand him. He hates school, and he just basically hates everything. Gaara in a nutshell is, he hates everything, and he’s a homicidal maniac. If you made friends with him, consider yourselves lucky...not a lot of people can crack that sand shield of his. You two must have done something that, to him, was amazing. Otherwise you’d probably be dead by now. The only people he loves are his sister, and his brother. He won’t talk to anyone else, except the one barfly regular we have here that everyone knows as Lingo. Lingo is a drug dealer, and Gaara meets him here every weekend. They’re always in the VIP in the back of the bar so no one can get to them.”
Ashe and Sasuke were shocked beyond belief. Gaara was a druggie, and a killer all in one. Ashe became furious that this was who Gaara really was. She was about ready to tell him that if he didn’t shape up, he was shippin out. And as a matter of fact, that’s exactly what she was going to do. She went into the bar, and spotted Gaara in the back next to what looked like a body guard. She didn’t care if he had five body guards, she’d take them all on to get to him.
Sasuke, however, became very sympathetic. He knew Ashe was running towards the back to tell Gaara that he couldn’t live with her anymore. Sasuke was ready for this, he knew what he was going to do. He saw this coming and was REALLY ready for it.
“GAARA!!!!” Ashe shouted across the VIP section.
‘They said all
Teenagers scare the living s@!# out of me
They could care less
As long as someone’ll bleed’
Gaara’s scanned the room to find that Ashe and a very ashamed looking Sasuke had followed him and found him. He figured they must know everything by now from talking to Jesse outside. Gaara slowly rose, as did the sand around him, ready to defend him. He walked over to where Ashe and Sasuke were being held back from entering.
Gaara told the VIP guard to let them go. He obeyed with fear in his eyes like nothing else. Ashe stared at Gaara with fire in her eyes.
“You kill people! You’re a monster”
He cut her off, “Now you know why everyone in school hates me and stares at me so much, they all knew it was me that killed everyone here three years ago. No one messes with me here, not even the new people. They get informed very quickly of who I am. And that’s why people got scared when you went up to me and welcomed me with open arms. They thought another killer had come to their town.” Gaara raised his hand, and his sand flew in front of him as Ashe tried to swing her arm at him to punch him in the face. “I guess I’m no longer welcome at your residence?” he said moving some sand out of his way so he could see Ashe.
“No you’re not. So don’t even bother to move your stuff in. Kankuro can stay, but you can’t!” she screamed at him and the whole Bar was now paying full attention to what was going on in front of them.
‘So darken your clothes
Or strike a violent pose
Maybe they’ll leave you alone
But not me’
“I like you Ashe, but not as much as I thought I did.” Gaara swung his hand down and sand came up out of the tiles underneath her and wrapped around Ashe forming a coffin.
Sasuke could only stare on in horror as Ashe was hung in the air by a bunch of manipulated sand. Ashe’s bloody murder screams where horrific. She couldn’t stand the pain that the sand was causing her frail female body to experience.
Gaara snapped his fingers, and she feel to the floor crying, tears spilling on the disconnected sand causing it to turn into mud after a while. Gaara couldn’t control the mud, but what was left of the dry sand, he picked up and put back in the jar.
Sasuke was amazed at Gaara’s power. He looked at Gaara again...his eyes seemed calmer for some reason. They seemed brighter...his skin more toned and normal looking, his muscles outlined by every movement he made. His baggy shirt suddenly became tight around his suddenly well-toned form.
“Ah...man that feels good. Last time I felt like this was three years ago. Your screams give me my power. Pain fuels me. Cry, cry more, and maybe I’ll spare Jet as well.” Gaara started to laugh, “But I only wish to leave this place and return to where I really belong...I only laugh because I want to leave.” Gaara smiled and looked around at the onlookers, “Anyone else care to pleasure me?” he saw shuffling and running out of the bar and he was satisfied.
“Sasuke Uchiha...why are you here? You followed Ashe to talk to me about something...didn’t you?” Gaara gave him, a quick look over and saw something he missed before. A slight green tint in Sasuke’s dark blue eyes. Gaara’s eyes shot wide, and Sasuke grabbed him and ran out of the bar.
Half-way Down The Street:
Sasuke took a safety pin that was keeping his shirt together at the top and grabbed Gaara’s ear and forcibly shoved it through. Gaara immediately calmed down at the sensation of pain running through his body. A familiar feeling that he knew all too well.
“I’ll take you and teach you if it’s the last thing I do.” Sasuke said as the red-head fell asleep from the pleasurable sensation, in Sasuke’s arms. Sasuke picked the younger boy up and carried Gaara to his house. After all...he did live all alone in an estate that was his and only his.
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The Silver Wolf: Hope you liked it. It’s the only story I have that might actually get a chapter four! Every other story I have only has two or three chapters thus far! This is kinda not as humerus as I would have liked it to be...but it’ll get there I promise. Please review! I know people have been reading!! Please review!