Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Given The Chance ❯ Give Me a Chance ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter #7

Give Me a Chance

 

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and Co!

 

Yay another update!

I am so proud of myself I actually think I am having more fun than I should writing this. Well I don't know how to classify this chapter … it could be considered minor fluff, but basically this is one of the few times Cassie-chan will be anywhere close to serious and non-sarcastic. Yes, it is a little OOC for her, but she'll definitely revert back to normal right after!

 

ENJOY!

 

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Talk about daja vu, that had been the second time Cassandra passed out in what she guessed had been maybe twelve hours, and that wake up call hadn't been much better than the last. Cassie's head still hurt, she was nauseous even though she didn't have anything left in her stomach, and she was generally achy all over.

 

Cassie squinted her glassy green eyes open to see where she was and found she didn't recognize it in the slightest. She was in a room painted and decorated in soft toned colours, mostly pink and beige, and obviously a girl's room if she was to judge by the bottles and sticks of makeup sitting on the dresser drawers in front of a large the vanity mirror. There was a bed in the far corner and Cassie was cocooned in the blankets of a pull out couch.

 

A girl with her blonde hair pulled into four spiky ponytails walked in setting her giant fan against the wall by the door before she noticed Cassie's gaze on her, “So you're awake, you've been out since last night, its almost lunch now.”

 

“Where am I,” Cassandra asked in a weak voice.

 

“The Kazekage's home,” she stated simply kneeling beside the bed and sticking a thermometer in Cassandra's mouth, “Keep this under your tongue for a little bit will you? I need to check your temperature.”

 

Cassandra squinted again trying to remember what had happened last night but she had been so out of it everything was fuzzy, “How did I get here?”

 

“Well I don't know many of the details myself since Gaara refuses to come out of his room and personally I would love to live another sixty or so years,” the blonde girl sighed, “I'm Temari by the way what's your name?”

 

“Iwate Cassandra,” she murmured.

 

Temari took the thermometer out of Cassie's mouth and checked what it said, “Well your fever has definitely dropped from last night but you are still really warm. What on earth did you do to get this sick in the first place Cassandra?”

 

She just shrugged, “I guess I have been feeling out of it the last few days, but I only really thought anything of it this morning was it was the worst. I've been working double shifts at two jobs, little sleep, little food, so I guess my body really couldn't fight off infection.”

 

Temari cocked an eyebrow, “Well I can tell you're well read, but either way I know this means you won't be going anywhere for a few days which means we'll have to notify your family. If you tell me their names I'll send Kankuro out with a message for them if you want.”

 

“My father is Iwate Daichi he owns a restaurant downtown and my brother is a Chunin his name is Hale.”

 

“So you're related to Hale? I thought the name sounded familiar,” Temari nodded before turning to the door, “If you feel up to it you can come downstairs with me for food.”

 

Cassandra nodded, and staggered out of the bed since her sense of balance was slightly off, she was definitely hungry, but there was something else she needed to do first, “Uh … Temari where is your bathroom?”

 

“Just down the hall,” Temari motioned, “Fifth door on the left.”

 

“Arigato,” Cassie responded walking down the hall.

 

To bad for little Cassandra that her sickness completely screwed up her perception of left and right - and most other senses for that matter - for that spur of a moment, normally it wouldn't have been that big of a mistake, chances were great in such a big house that Cassandra would simply walk into a spare bedroom by accident. Then after realizing her mistake she would have simply corrected it by closing the door and searching for the bathroom again. Well the room she did walk into a bedroom by accident wasn't a spare room, it belonged to someone, and not just anyone but Sabaku No Gaara's room.

 

At first Cassandra couldn't even see a thing since the lights were off and heavy curtains were drawn so she began feeling around for a light switch until she realized her feet were cemented to the floor. The door to the room mysteriously closed behind Cassandra leaving her in complete darkness and unable to move.

 

“What the hell are you doing in here,” a cold voice snapped.

 

Immediately Cassandra recognized the voice, “Gaara-sama is that you? I'm sorry but I must have walked into the wrong room I was looking for the bathroom.”

 

It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the darkness but when Cassie could finally see somewhat she saw the sand wrapped around her ankles holding them firmly to the ground, and Gaara who was sitting comfortably on his bed. He sat on the far corner with his back against the wall and his gourd sitting beside him as he glared at Cassie through the darkness.

 

“Gaara-sama,” Cassie whispered tilting her head slightly finally remembering some scenes from the night before, “Why did you bring me here?”

 

“To kill you,” he stated flatly.

 

“Ya I thought so, you tried on a few different occasions.”

 

The sand tightened considerably around Cassandra's thin and very much breakable ankles, “Why are you not afraid to die?”

 

She just shrugged, “I guess spending so much time watching a family member waste away in a hospital emergency ward sort of desensitizes you after a while. Plus there is the fact that I was told the Kazekage was supposed to protect the village not waste his time threatening to kill someone like me. I didn't figure I was important enough. I thought maybe I did something insensitive to make you angry with me, I wanted to apologies to you for a while if you were willing to talk to me again, so I'm sorry Kazekage-sama I hope you can forgive me.”

 

The ebony haired girl gave a shallow bow, it was all she could do with a still spinning head and her feet held down to the floor.

 

Gaara had to admit her logic surprised even him, but what surprised Gaara even more was that Cassandra apologized to him, him of all people. She didn't even know what she was apologizing for and yet there she was literally facing down death and she was saying she was sorry.

 

“I really don't know whether to call you oblivious or just stupid,” Gaara muttered making his sand release Cassandra's captive ankles, “You have to be the most infuriating girl I have ever met.”

 

“Sorry,” she apologized as she rubbed her sore ankles. She looked up at Gaara again with those wide green eyes of hers and tilted her head slightly to the side, “If you tell me what I am doing wrong I'll stop I promise.”

 

All the red head could do was give a small growl of frustration; those eyes of hers were what were beginning to annoy him, almost as much as her unwavering oblivious outlook on everything around her in the world.

 

Cassandra got up and walked over to the bed, shuffling her feet since she couldn't see in the dark as well as Gaara could, and she sat on the edge of his bed and smiled that annoying cheerful smile she almost always had on, “Is it alright if I ask you a question Gaara-sama?”

 

“Whatever,” he huffed.

 

“Why is it that you want me to be afraid of you,” she asked curiously, “Does it have anything to do with your repeated attempts of killing me?”

 

“Because your stupidity is going to get you killed one day anyway, most people are afraid of monsters,” Gaara growled at her turning his eyes away from her, Gaara really couldn't stand seeing those eyes of hers staring back at him.

 

`“Monster”,' Cassandra could remember hearing Gaara's voice the night before when he spoke to Daiki and her bother, `“Fine if you want me to be a monster then I'll be one.” I remember him saying that last night, he really meant it too, is that way his eyes always look so sad? If people think he is a monster, they would shun him they would hate him… I've only ever heard of the demon so I wouldn't know, but I can only imagine how lonely he must have been to be branded as a monster and hated by everyone. It has to be the worst feeling in the world to be so empty and to think you're unloved…'

 

Swallowing hard Cassie crawled across the bed and turned Gaara's face back towards her gently with her hand so his angry sea green eyes were locked right on hers. She had to be brave to get so close to him of her own will, and she had to be a total idiot to touch him like that, “You know Gaara-sama I don't see a monster I see someone who is alone, and you shouldn't just assume that others don't know what it feels like to be alone, but you're never going to get rid of that feeling unless you let down your guard even a little bit or no one will ever be able to get close to you. And you'll just continue to feel alone.”

 

“I love only myself and I kill to prove my existence,” he stated flatly pushing her hand away and giving her a get-the-hell-away-from-me stare, “I learned that a long time ago and it has done well for me. Now GET OUT of my room.”

 

Cassandra's expression dropped ever so slightly as she crawled off the bed and headed blindly for the door, though before she closed the door behind her, she had to ask one last question, “What happens if someday someone really wants to get close to you, what if they want to be your friend, maybe more? If you can only love yourself could you ever return anyone else's?”

 

Gaara's only response to Cassie was an even harsher glare and the sand stirring around his bed so with a small concerned sigh Cassie closed the door, `I would be your friend Gaara if you'd give me a chance.'

 

`Stupid impudent wench how dare she have touched me,' Gaara's sand was creating small ripples from the power of his frustration and lack of patience with Cassandra. Gaara took a deep breath to try and calm himself down but her scent was all around him from her touching his face with her hand which made him angrier, `I should have just killed her when I had the chance.'

 

Why couldn't Gaara just get rid of her? She was just a girl after all, one annoying stupid little girl, it shouldn't have been so difficult just to buckle down and let his sand finish her off once and for all. Whenever Cassie looked at him with those damned eyes of hers and the recent oh-so-innocent-head-tilt were really starting to get on Gaara's nerves.

 

 

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End-o-chappie!

 

I hope you all liked it, I thought it was really kind of sweet, I had to think for a bit how Gaara would react to having Cassie-chan so close to him hehe! (Yes again I think I may be enjoying this way to much)

 

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