Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Given The Chance ❯ Safe and Sound ( Chapter 8 )

Chapter #8

Safe and Sound

 

 

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Cassandra didn't see Gaara for the rest of that day, evidently he had left the house to go do paperwork as the Kazekage, and since his sister Temari had the day off from being a ninja Cassandra had been sitting around watching movies with her all day which were mostly adventure and comedy movies.

 

“So,” Temari began though bites of popcorn, “How much do you remember of what happened last night anyway.”

 

“Bits and pieces, I was pretty out of it after all,” Cassandra replied absently, “I remember my brother blowing up my door which I will kick his ass for as soon as I go home and I remember Gaara using his sand to pick me up and carry me out the window. I know I was at my job the first time I passed out anyway I think my boss may have carried me home since he was at the house when my door blew up … Hale is so going to pay if he damaged any of my things doing that…”

 

“Tell me about it if Kankuro even dared break down I'd use his head as the hammer to fix it with,” Temari laughed.

 

The giant ape in the movie (they are watching King Kong) began climbing a tall building with a pretty young blonde girl in his hand. Cassie watched intently while sipping on a cup of instant soup (kind of like ramen), she sat snuggled under a mountain of blankets since she had chills from her flu, “This movie really depresses me, no matter how many times they remake it Kong always dies, that monkey was so good to the girl and he ends up falling off the top of the Empire State Building. Talk about appreciation for saving her from a dinosaur!”

 

Temari tossed a pillow at Cassie, “Hey how about shutting up for the person here who never got to see the end?”

 

“It's not like you have never been told the ending by someone or by some obscure joke in another movie,” she chuckled throwing the pillow back just as Kankuro burst through the door. Temari ducked the pillow so it kept going until it hit Kankuro square in the face; evidentially Cassandra had thrown it fairly hard.

 

“Kami why the hell am I the one being punished for Gaara bringing you here,” he yelled ducking behind the couch just in time to dodge a array kunai, “Cassandra call him off!”

 

“What on earth are you talking about-?”

 

“Alright puppet boy what the hell did that bastard brother of yours do with my sister,” a voice cut Cassandra off, she realized immediately who it was before he even stormed in through the door and stopped cold to see her sitting comfortably on the couch with soup in her hand, “Cassandra?”

 

“You were expecting maybe Santa Claus,” the sick girl asked cocking an eyebrow, “Hale why are you trying to kill Kankuro?”

 

Not answering Cassandra's question her brother ran over to her, along with her father who had obviously been waiting outside, and they both gave Cassie bone crushing death grip hugs.

 

“Crushing … no air … not breathing,” she wheezed trying to pry away from her family-group-hug-o-death.

 

Daichi pulled away brushing some of Cassandra's hair out of her face, “Hale and I were looking all night for you after that beast kidnapped you, I feared the worst, I was afraid I'd lost my little girl … Cassandra boy do you have a fever are you feeling ok?”

 

“Nothing some soup and a depressing movie can't fix, I will however have to apologies to Fukui-san for not being at work for a few days while I get better,” shrugged Cassandra before putting a finger in front of her lips to signal them to shush, “now come on you two Temari hasn't seen the end of this movie and she has to see exactly how Kong dies. She's being a little killjoy and not letting me say it out loud.”

 

Hale's eyebrow twitched, “I swear that attitude of yours - that freaking unbothered attitude - it's going to make me snap at you one day Cassandra. You had no idea what we went through all night trying to find out where that monster took you.”

 

Now it was young Cassandra's turn to do the eyebrow twitch of absolute annoyance, though hers was only slight and her voice was very strict. It sounded just so unlike Cassandra it was almost scary, “Could you call him by his name at least once? His name is Gaara if you didn't know it, he's the Kazekage after all so I think you should at least try and show him some respect, you of all people should know that Hale.”

 

“Did you hit your head on your way out of that window,” Hale grumbled.

 

“She is certainly her mother's daughter,” Daichi sighed, “she is not only her image she acts just like her.”

 

“Here we go again with memory lane,” Cassie muttered under her breath, luckily no one heard that comment so she turned to Temari and sighed, “I doubt I'll be able to stay much longer, I'll return the pajamas as soon as I can ok? I'll be sure to wash them so you won't have to bother with it.”

 

Cassandra gave a small nod and a smile as Hale picked her up piggyback style and headed out the door. Giving a small smirk she waved her arms around enthusiastically to give a dramatic affect as she recited one of the most famous lines of King Kong, “It wasn't the fall that killed him, it was beauty killed the beast! You'll love that line its fantastic the way the actor says it, it makes you want to slap the bastard and congratulate his skills at the same time! Now onward almighty steed I need a cough candy like there is no tomorrow!”

 

“If you don't stop acting like a twit this steed will go on strike,” drawled Hale.

 

Naturally Gaara had been listening from the next room when Cassandra's family came bursting through the door threatening his older brother Kankuro, not that he cared much, none of them really caught his interest. It was what Cassandra had said after they called Gaara `beast' and `monster', it was something he was used to and had learned to live with, but Gaara had never had someone actually stand up for him.

 

“Could you call him by his name at least once,” Gaara heard her voice snapped sounding hard and authoritative for the first time since he met her. The sudden change in the way she spoke caught the young Kage's attention because for the first time since he had known her she sounded deadly serious, “His name is Gaara if you didn't know it, he's the Kazekage after all so I think that you should at least try and show him some respect, you of all people should know that Hale.”

 

It almost amazed Gaara how much Cassandra had meant what she had said, at least until the part where she started quoting the movie she and Temari were watching and calling her older brother a steed, the little respect Gaara had actually gained for her almost dropped right back down to zero after that point. It was amazing how she could be oblivious one minute, then sweet and companionate like when she had been in his room, to dead serious, then back to oblivious and unfazed once again. She was certainly colourful and never ever boring.

 

For once Gaara didn't feel bored; that girl actually had given him more in life than just living for himself, and Gaara hadn't felt like someone had actually tried to reach out to him since his fight with Naruto during the Chunin exams back when he was a Genin. Naruto's method of getting at least some sense into Gaara was head butting him and leaving quite a nasty lump on his forehead for days after, but he still felt like that old pain was still deep inside his chest. Gaara was still lonely even if he did realize when he had something more than himself to fight for he could become stronger than even he thought possible. The Kazekage had never had someone to truly fight for, it made him feel weak, and so Gaara remained angry at the world at least until she came along.

 

`Perhaps she … can help me to become truly strong,' Gaara thought, the only way he knew how to deal with things before was through anger and destruction, so when someone who actually believed in him tried to penetrate his lonely little world he got angry. She was the only one that never cowered in fear of that, and she was just a young girl.

 

(A/N: woot, woot *breaks out tequila* yes this is the beginning of Gaara's revelation, underline the word beginning, he may be starting to get feelings but Gaara has never really loved anyone but himself so how the hell would be know? Lol I rather do enjoy Gaara fic writing!)

 

“I told you I'm fine,” insisted Cassandra, her words being slightly distorted by the fact that a doctor was checking her mouth and throat. After being kidnapped it was the one things Cassie's father absolutely insisted upon and he had sent Hale along with her to make sure she actually listened to his orders while he had to return to work.

 

“Doesn't seem like anything major probably just a bad fever from overworking herself,” the doctor said absently jotting down notes before checking Cassandra's neck to see if her glands were swollen. Cassandra simply sat there rolling her eyes, she could have told her brother that herself, she didn't feel she needed to be checked out by a doctor all she really needed was to go home and have some peace and quiet. It shouldn't have been that spectacular a goal but with all the events in the last few weeks … well she hoped there would be a first time for everything.

 

The doctor looked over his notes, “The only thing I can't explain is the bruising around her ankles, but it would be better if I was told exactly what I am supposed to be looking for.”

 

“The bruising was an accident,” Cassandra stated rather flatly jumping down off the examination table and grabbing her sweater to cover her chilled arms, “Now can I please just go home I'm tired and Hale should get back to work.”

 

Hale's eyebrows furrowed as he picked his younger sister up piggyback style again to take her home, “Why the hell won't you tell me what happened there? What did he do? If he threatened you tell me and I will do something to stop him. But I can't do anything if you don't tell me so what on earth did he do to you while you were at that house.”

 

“Nothing,” she whispered.

 

 

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Something tells me this will be a long fic since most chapters are only about four or five pages long, but then again I haven't written an especially long fic before so I am kind of proud of myself. I still have so many good ideas on where this story is going and this is only chapter 8! If some people begin to think I am dragging things on a little later -well - that is because Gaara is stubborn and hard to get to open up!

 

I may update again by Friday but if I don't then the next one should otherwise be on Monday because of Squirt's birthday and then mine on the weekend. October is my busy month, but hey I'm finally going to be 15! (Yes I am still 14 don't remind me … sob)

 

Could I have reviews and Sporks for my Birthday? Pretty Please?

 

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