Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Given The Chance ❯ Don't Scream ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter #3

Don't Scream

 

 

Disclaimer: Ok not much has changed in this factor the last few days, so no; I still do not own Naruto and Co. And certainly not Smexy Gaara-kun … great now look what you have done now I am depressed.

 

I am so proud of myself, I have another chapter up!

Ok so we all know Gaara-kun is virtually fluffless so it will take some time for him to warm up to Cassandra, he won't just let his guard down to easily, and it bothers me when people instantly make him so trusting when the characters first meet.

 

So let us just put an end to my usual rambling and get on with the chapter ok?

Enjoy.

 

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By the time Cassandra had arrived home after being injured there was light flooding out from the living room window signaling that her father was home. Normally not a problem, but her father had a strange over protective thing he did ever since her mother died. She knew he meant well but sometimes it was suffocating and at other times rather annoying, but he was her father and she loved him no matter how annoying he was at times.

 

`Great all I need after being embarrassed in front of the Kazekage is my father flipping because I come home with a bad bruise and once scraped up arm,' Cassie sigh inwardly as she hesitated opening the door but Cori began whimpering and nuzzling her side to urge her to go an tend to her injuries.

 

“Alright girl I'll go in and fix myself up,” she whispered scratching behind the loveable dog's ears. Cori had always been the gentle one and the `motherly' one toward her adolescent master so she always seemed to know when Cassandra needed comforting while her bigger and much more hard headed brother Kobi was the more offensive type. They had always been there for Cassie, and she almost felt that if they were there she was untouchable, deep down Cassie knew it was false security but at least feeling security was better than none at all. At least it made it easier to sleep at night knowing that Cori and Kobi were in the hallway ready to scare away anyone on her property with ill intentions.

 

Cassie walked into the house noticing Kobi was still growling softly but dangerously so she gave his leash a firm tug to get him to walk inside.

 

Daichi walked out of the living room with his book when he heard his daughter Cassandra walk in and as soon as he saw her he gave a concerned look, “Cass you're sure home late. What on earth happened to your arm?”

 

Glancing down at her right arm Cassie scratched the back of her head nervously with her one good arm. When the sand had struck Cassie on the left side she took the impact of the ground on her right arm and gotten a few nasty looking cuts, “Oh I just got a little clumsy and tripped on the curb its nothing really.”

 

“Looks more like you tried to cannonball off a curb to me,” Cassandra's father said giving a disapproving shake of his head and led her into the kitchen to find some bandages for her injured arm. Cassandra didn't want to even think about how her father would have acted if he knew she had taken a nasty blow to her side, but it was not like she could tell him that sand attacked her and actually expect him to believe her, at least not that she knew of … yet.

 

Cassie ended up not telling her dad about the blow she took to the side but had no choice in allowing him to bandage her arm. The bandages reached all the way from her shoulder to her hand sort of reminding you how Hale always had his bandaged from such hard training. Since her father used to be the one to help him he had definitely gotten good at it over the years.

 

“Arigato dad I think I'll just go to bed now,” the dark haired teen said tiredly while slipping another roll of bandaging in her pocket while her father wasn't looking. She did after all have a few ribs that still hurt like hell she had to fix up herself, “Good night dad.”

 

“Just be more careful next time sweetie,” Daichi whispered kissing Cassie on the forehead and giving a small worried smile, “You know you remind me of your mother more and more every day Cassandra, she would always get herself injured rescuing an animal or something silly, and of course no one can play the piano like you and your mother. You just so much like her…”

 

He said that a lot which was why Cassandra assumed he was so overly protective of her, she knew her father always blamed her mother's death on himself, which she didn't understand because cancer is in no way one's fault. And more than anything she just wanted to say to him so he could know that she was different from her mother, `I'm not mom I'm Cassandra your daughter. We are not the same person.'

 

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`So this is where you live,' the raccoon demon boy thought hiding in the shadows of nearby buildings so the dark haired Iwate girl couldn't see him and downwind so those irritating dogs of hers couldn't pick up his scent. The larger dog still seemed to sense his presence faintly by the way he was still on edge with his fur standing on end but after getting his master hurt he wasn't about to attempt something like that again, Gaara had to admit the dog was fairly smart and knew in a fight against the Kazekage he stood no chance whatsoever of winning, but being as dumbly loyal as dogs are he would certainly die trying.

 

Gaara watched her enter the home obviously dead tired and still in pain, `Stupid girl probably doesn't even realize that the sand that hit her was connected with me being there, she doesn't have a clue … but why the hell am I do damn interested?'

 

Either way Sabaku No Gaara crept around to the side window that had a decent viewed in to the kitchen and listened in on their conversation, she ended up lying about how her arm got so scraped up, and not telling her father about the impact point on her side. Her mother was mentioned, her father looked so sad, and the fact that he didn't see any sign of a mother anyway led him to assume that either the mother had left or died. It was trivial to Gaara so he didn't think much about it, his curiosity solely rested with the girl who after stealing more bandages walked upstairs.

 

Using his third eye he was able to see inside the house and he followed her with the eye right upstairs to the bathroom, well that part was half accidental, but either way Gaara was still curious about why she didn't just tell her father about him being the one harming her. The only way he was going to figure that out was to figure out how her mind worked, and to figure out how her mind worked he had to observe her.

 

She lifted up her shirt only high enough to expose and especially nasty looking bruise that dominated her left side. She winced looking at it but it didn't stop her from quickly going to work putting muscle relaxants and other creams on it then bandaging the whole thing up to keep it warm to bring down any swelling.

 

After she was finished she took the shirt completely off and replaced it with a PJ shirt, she had switched it so quickly Gaara hadn't even had time to make his eye look away but she had obviously been wearing a bra so at least some things had been concealed from him. She changed into her PJ pants just as quickly but to Gaara's relief the PJ shirt was long and baggy enough to only give the red head a momentary flash of white cotton panties.

 

`Kami don't let this turn me into my brother,' Gaara prayed watching her retreat to her room, close the door, and collapse onto her soft comforter laying on her bed, `Now would be a good a time as ever to check things out…'

 

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The petite teen was tired, sore, and battered and she needed sleep like nothing else on earth. Cassandra's bed felt like heaven as she buried her face in her pillow and almost immediately felt sleep begin to overtake her.

 

Cassandra was in that state between consciousness and sleep when she heard Kobi growling somewhere loudly in the house, but she paid little attention to that because of her fatigue, it was the fact that the hair on the back of her neck was standing on end. Just laying there with her eyes closed Cassandra was afraid to open them, it was funny she hadn't felt that way since she was three years old and thought there was a monster in her toy box.

 

Buckling down and swallowing hard Cassie opened her eyes and found herself relieved that no one was standing there, but there was still something bothering her so sighing she just gently pulled your knees into her chest and sat on her bed for a moment trying to get a grip on herself. Cassandra just had to keep assuring herself no one was in her room, and she was right, he hadn't technically entered her bedroom yet.

 

Hesitating Cassandra looked towards her window, her bed was against the wall right under it, and she jumped out of your skin seeing a pair of eyes angry green glaring at her from the other side of the glass. She tried to back away but she couldn't move - literally - she felt something around her ankles and wrists restraining her to the bed that stopped her from trying to escape as sand seeped through the corners of her window and unlocked it as though had a mind of its own. The window swung open without a sound and the intruder leaped in just as quietly and stood in Cassandra's room as more sand and pinned her to the bed and covered her mouth to keep her silent.

 

“Try and scream,” the dark figure hissed, “and you're dead.”

 

`Not like I could even if I wanted to but I am really not in the position to point it out,' Cassie thought as the weight of the sand began to put tremendous pressure on her already sore body making her let out an involuntary whimper of pain.

 

The mysterious figure walked into the light of the moon through the window finally granting Cassandra a look at her attacker. She recognized the young red head's dark circled piercing sea green eyes and the symbol for Love above his left eye. He stood there in her room staring at Cassie with his stoic mask of a face and his arms crossed loosely across his chest.

 

The sand receded from her mouth slowly allowing Cassandra the freedom of extremely limited breathing, once she caught her breath she whimpered, “I'm tired I just want to sleep Kazekage-sama.”

 

He glared at her for a moment, “You still don't seem to understand how easy it would be to kill you.”

 

“I sort of caught that when your sand started crushing me,” the pinned girl choked feeling it constrict on her body again.

 

“You're either sincerely brave or stupid, but with you I can't seem to figure it out.”

 

“I haven't done anything to you,” Cassandra pointed out feeling the sand constrict on her further ever so slightly, “What reason and what purpose do you have to kill me?”

 

“For all you know I could and I could kill you right now and not feel any remorse over it,” stated the red headed boy.

 

“Could this seriously be toned down just a few notices I am tired and this sand itches in places that are very uncomfortable for me,” Cassie yawned.

 

He glared at her now breaking the stoic mask into shards, “Why aren't you afraid?”

 

“Because fear is a reaction you get when you're fully conscious,” Cassandra yawn with slight sarcasm feeling the sand retreat and set her down on the bed again and Cassie in turned pulled the covers over herself as the red headed Kazekage gave a soft growl and headed for the door, “My name is Cassandra by the way, Iwate Cassandra.”

 

The young Kazekage only gave her a glance at acknowledged he even heard her.

 

“You know,” the half asleep girl pointed out dully closing her eyes, “As the Kazekage you should already know when a girl introduces herself it's polite for you to do the same. Here I'll start for you: Hi Cassie nice to meet you may name is…”

 

His sea green eyes glowered at Cassandra for a moment, she didn't need her eyes open to know it, “Sabaku No Gaara.”

 

“How appropriate … sayonara Gaara-sama,” she yawned already half asleep, “Next time you want to act like a creepy psycho stalker don't be a stranger you can feel free to use the front door next time to deliver your death threats.”

 

 

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