Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Given The Chance ❯ Fine, I'll Be a Monster ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter #6

Fine, I'll Be a Monster

 

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

 

(Nervous laughter) Yes I may be just a smidge overdue (only a smidge) and due to severe nagging (cough - Pyropixie - cough) I decided it was about time I edit my next chapter since this authoress has been maybe a little lazy about updating the last few days. (Not my fault I spent this weekend with my dad so bite me!)

 

ENJOY OR ELSE

(Yes that is a threat u heard me right buhaha!)

 

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That night Gaara was going to end it, it would be the last night he would have to even look at her, his frustration would completely end. He was heading to her house, a scowl plastered on his face as he leapt from rooftop to rooftop; Gaara was not going to change his mind no matter what.

 

“Come on Iwate-san wake up,” a voice said from down in the street catching the redhead's attention. Gaara glanced down seeing an older dark haired man carrying Cassandra piggyback style down the street. She was obviously unconscious, she was sickly pale looking with a red hue to her cheeks, something was wrong with her, “Damn it if you were so sick why did you come to work?!”

 

{Now is your time baka! She is to sick to fight back and that guy is not a ninja he can't stand up to you.}

 

Yet again the Shukaku made his point, `No I'll wait if I kill her now that idiot will go running around like a chicken with his head cut off. He'll take her to her house and put her in her room, when he's gone I'll kill her and leave.'

 

{You're just trying to stall.}

 

The dark haired man had carried her all the way home and since he had no free hands he kicked the door. Her brother Hale answered the door and the two of them carried her inside and up to her room where they tucked her into bed. There was a lot of head shaking and conversation that didn't really catch Gaara's interest as he waited for them to leave the room. Time passed and he was pretty impatient by the time Hale and the other man went downstairs into the kitchen for something to drink.

 

`Now,' the young Kage thought, his sand slipping through the window and opening it to allow his easy entry into the Iwate house.

 

Sabaku No Gaara loomed over the small figure snuggled underneath a mountain of bulky blankets with his sand pulsing around him. She stirred slightly, for a moment he wondered if she sensed his presence, but Gaara pushed the thought quickly out of his mind, even if she had known he was there she was sick and wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

 

Indeed she was very sick, her cheeks were scarlet, she was shivering, and Gaara only had to get close to feel the heat of a high fever radiating off of her. She shifted around a lot and her eyebrows furrowed, she was beginning to wake up, `I should finish her off … now.'

 

“My head hurts,” she murmured surprising the raccoon boy slightly, her eyes hadn't even opened yet, “Where am I?”

 

The last thing Cassandra remembered was being at the shelter but for a long time everything was black, and the petite ebony haired teen felt herself shivering from a constant chill under her skin. Cassandra felt like the ice under her skin wouldn't go away no matter how many blankets she could fell around her and on top of that her head felt lighter than a balloon. Cassie could also feel for some reason a presence close by her, it was almost like an aura, something that could prominently make itself know to her even in her the state between sleep and consciousness.

 

When whoever it was didn't answer her she somehow found the strength to open her eyes and immediately Cassie's first thought was `I should have guessed' and she couldn't help but give him a small weak smile, “Konichiwa Gaara-sama.”

 

The irked redhead scowled at Cassandra and sand stirred around signaling his bad mood but he didn't say anything.

 

Cassandra was pretty woozy and not in her right mind at the time so whatever had been in her mind was going to come out, that was one of the obvious signs that she were sick that her brother looked out for, Cassandra was quite the talker, more so than usual when ill. Cassie smiled and closed her eyes for a minute to try and will away her nausea, “You know Gaara-sama even when I first met you I always thought there was something about your eyes that caught my attention. At first I thought it was anger but to me now it almost seems like … loneliness.”

 

Gaara only gave a small almost frustrated sounding growl as a thin layer of sand washed over top of the half asleep girl and the blankets putting a heavy weight on her.

 

Cassie's breathing had been labored to begin with so the weight of the sand definitely wasn't helping her any, but she still somehow found the strength to open her eyes and see an angered Gaara glowering down on her, “You don't have to be lonely you know.”

 

“You should learn when to keep your mouth shut,” Gaara seethed putting more pressure on top of Cassandra with his sand, “Don't assume to know anything about me stupid little girl.”

 

“I'm not assuming anything I'm insinuating they are two completely different terms so maybe you should try picking up a dictionary sometime Gaara-sama,” that was the wrong thing to say since the pressure was getting almost unbearable and suddenly restricted her breathing, “Why do you always insist on doing this when I don't feel well? Why never when I feel more up to this…”

 

“I told you that I could kill you and it would mean nothing to me and tonight I will prove it,” he replied coldly.

 

Evidently the dogs had been barking madly outside Cassandra's bedroom door when they sensed Gaara's dangerous presence in the house but neither of them had seemed to notice until they heard two sets of feet thundering up the stairs to see what was wrong. It took them a great deal of time to try and get through the door because Gaara's sand was holding it shut but soon after it seems they lost patience (they must have seen sand pouring out from under the door) and a small sizzling sound could be heard from behind the wood of the door.

 

“Be careful its an exploding note,” Cassie whispered, it was likely a weak one note, one that would simply take out her door and not destroy the house. Gaara seemed unconcerned.

 

The bomb gave a small explosion that pushed the door forward and the sand that had once been guarding the door drew back to defend its user and surprisingly Cassandra as well.

 

Cassandra's brother stood in the doorway with the dogs, and Daiki by his side yelling, “Get away from her you bastard!”

 

Gaara just scowled at the two of them, “If you get in my way I'll kill you.”

 

“What the hell do you want with Cassandra you bloodthirsty monster,” Daiki demanded, Cassie would have been thrilled at him finally using her first name if he had not been holding a kunai with intent to use it on Gaara.

 

“Monster,” Gaara's voice was cold and harsh when he said the word, he gave a glance back at Cassandra for a moment with his usual unreadable mask before this sand separated her from the sheets and lifted her into the air, “fine if you want a monster then I'll be one. If you follow me the girl dies.”

 

Before Hale or Daiki could protest Gaara turned and jumped out the window with incredible speed, the sand took Cassie along close behind at an equally surprising speed, and the cold air rush hitting her as they traveled was definitely not helping Cassandra's head and the fact she had a fever. Her head was pounding and her stomach churned so much she was barely aware of her surroundings so she had no idea where Gaara was taking her or why.

 

It wasn't long before Gaara slowed his pace and Cassandra saw the door of a building before the sand push it open and Gaara stormed inside. When Cassie faintly heard the sand closing the door again the sand pulled back into his gourd dropping poor Cassie like a rag doll on the floor where she sat stunned for a few minutes waiting for the ceiling to stop spinning so fast.

 

“Hey Gaara you're home,” Cassandra heard an unfamiliar male voice call as footsteps came in through from the other room, since she still couldn't see strait Cassandra could only go on what she could hear around her, and what she heard were the heavy footsteps of the unfamiliar person stop for a moment before saying, “Who is the girl?”

 

If Gaara had responded sick little Cassie didn't hear it because all she heard were his footsteps heading up stairs and getting fainter while the other person walked over to Cassie yelling, “Hey Temari get in here!”

 

There were more hurried footsteps as a female voice said, “What on earth is going on in here?”

 

“I don't know Gaara just went up to his room he just dropped this girl here.”

 

“Oh my god is she alright she doesn't look to well,” Cassandra heard the girl say as she put her hand on her forehead, “Kami it feels like she's on fire. Miss are you ok? What's you're name?”

 

“M-my name … I-I'm,” Cassandra was going to answer when she felt a new rush of nausea, “I'm going to be sick…”

 

“Whoa, whoa kid not here,” the boy seemed slightly panicked.

 

“Go grab the garbage pail then baka hurry up,” the girl snapped.

 

Cassandra gagged feeling the contents of her stomach come up and she tried to hold it back but there was not much use in it because it was coming up either way. Lucky for her someone thrust a bucket in front of her so she wouldn't just puke all over the floor. The bitter taste of bile passed Cassandra's lips and her stomach heaved into the pail until there wasn't anything left to bring up.

 

“So what the hell do we do,” Cassie heard the boy ask in a half sigh of relief that she hadn't puked all over the floor, “We don't even know who the hell she is and she is in no condition to tell us.”

 

“You can make yourself useful by going to get something to bring her fever down,” the girl snapped, “I've got a pull out couch in my room I'll take her there so maybe she can sleep off some of this sickness.”

 

Cassandra tried not to but it couldn't be helped. She blacked out once again.

 

 

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Damn things are screwed up now aren't they? Cassandra is at Gaara's home (I think poor Gaara got his feelings hurt aw), she's to sick to go anywhere, and our favourite red headed Kazekage is still angry because of a conflict in his mind about her. Ah the teen drama … well sort of … (shrug) I am so amused writing this, I think I enjoy writing this more than I probably should lol!

 

O_o what will happen next? ONLY I KNOW!

 

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