Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Given The Chance ❯ The Guests ( Chapter 11 )

Chapter #11

The Guests

 

 

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“WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING,” Cassandra couldn't help but yell when she saw the mess her father had managed to make in under a half hour, “Hale I thought you were joking about dad making a disaster of this place just to get my notebook!”

 

There were spills everywhere and even a couple scorch marks on the marble counters that nearly made Cassandra's heart stop. She knew Daichi and Hale were so bad at cleaning they wouldn't be able to tell which end of a mop would be up so guess who would be stuck with cleaning duty afterwards. Iwate Cassandra.

 

“Hale I thought I told you to keep your sister upstairs,” Daichi crossed his arms in protest.

 

Hale crossed his arms just like his father, “Well I would have loved to but after she invited her new friend over for dinner I didn't really figure you'd be thinking about her freaking over the kitchen much.”

 

Grabbing a wooden spoon of the kitchen counter Cassie hit Hale in the arm with it, “I told you to be nice for once in your life and stop being so rude!”

 

“Yes Hale you shouldn't speak like that about guests, we have plenty of food so it won't be a problem,” Daichi scolded just before turning to Cassandra and smiling, “Who did you invite over Honey?”

 

Cassie didn't have to respond since Gaara finally decided to step into view of the kitchen making Daichi drop the single bowl of food he had been able to cook without burning. He stood there completely dumbstruck for a few moments. Gaara just stared back at him with an unreadable expression and his arms crossed over his chest as usual. Hale shook his head in exasperation. Cassie was to busy cursing in her mind about the broken porcelain bowl to really notice much else.

 

“H-Honey,” Daichi stammered.

 

“DAD THE STOVE!” The pasta Daichi had been cooking on the stove was starting to boil over the lip of the pot as she scrambled over to turn down the heat. After there was no longer scalding water pouring onto the floor Cassie turned to her brother and father pointing a finger at them, “Ok you and you get out of this kitchen, you're both hopeless, and if I let this continue this house will be burned down.”

 

“Cassandra-” Daichi began.

 

“No questions, its, ands, or buts,” Cassandra cut in and pointed to the living room, “Just go watch TV or something and I will finish this and try and clean up just please don't even start.”

 

Gaara's eyes followed the two men who walked reluctantly into the living room and then back to Cassie as she went to the closet for a broom and some other things to clean up the mess with.

 

Cassandra laughed with embarrassment and rubbed the back of her head, “I'm really sorry about those two, they are so hopeless, kind of like children.”

 

“My siblings are almost the same,” he muttered glancing in the living room again. They both knew Cassie's brother and father were trying to eavesdrop on their conversation. Daichi and Hale had made it quite clear that they didn't welcome Gaara into the house but they had their sense of self preservation so they weren't going to voice their true opinions while he was within earshot, “I have a sister that only thinks she can cook and a pervert for an older brother.”

 

“Well I guess when you live with someone its easy to find their bad sides,” Cassandra shrugged picking up the biggest pieces of the shattered bowl and tossing them in the trash, “I guess since I've always liked a challenge I always try and find enough good qualities to outweigh the bad. Any idiot can list off the things they don't like about someone or something, but it takes an actual brain to see the good. Since sometimes my Dad and Hale can be idiots they just like to block out anything they don't want to hear.”

 

Gaara glanced down at Cassie for a moment in silence with his green eyes shooting that same old expressionless stare at her. Those eyes of his, they were almost hypnotizing for some reason. So much so Cassie didn't even notice that his sand had crept in a thin layer across the floor breaking down the leftover glass and cleaning up the spilled food.

 

“Arigato Gaara-kun,” Cassandra thanked with a smile as she began to wipe off the counters and try and save whatever Daichi had been attempting to cook.

 

DING DONG. It was the doorbell. Whoever Daichi had invited over had finally arrived.

 

“Coming,” Cassandra called making sure everything on the stove or in the oven was cooking nicely before scampering to the door and opening it, “Welcome!”

 

“Why thank you! You must be Daichi's daughter Cassandra I have heard so much about you,” a red headed woman pushing into late thirties walked in with an unnaturally whitened smile. Almost out of nowhere she came right out and wrapped her arms around Cassandra almost suffocating her with her large push-up-bra-wearing breasts, “oh you are as adorable as your father has told me, though by how tall your father is I didn't expect you to be so short, how old are you anyway thirteen or fourteen?”

 

“Sixteen,” Cassie corrected starting to get slightly tired of people always mistaking her age because of her size. Cassandra was five-foot-two for Kami's sake, she may be a bit short, but it's not like she was a midget or dwarf or anything.

 

“Oh my god Cassie-chan I can't believe it,” an oddly familiar voice came from beside the red headed woman Cassandra assumed to be Hana your father's new girlfriend. A sixteen year old girl with shoulder length bleached blonde hair and about as dolled up as her mother stared at Cassandra in complete disbelief, “I had no idea when mom said Daichi had a daughter that it was you. I thought maybe because of the last name thing maybe you were related but I really had no idea.”

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“Gina,” was all you could really say as your face went blank as a slate, it was Gina, as in Gina your co-worker at the animal shelter. You had never really ever taken a liking to the girl, but since you worked with her you remained civil, preppy girls had always gotten on your nerves so you could only stand her in small doses, `Kami save my soul…'

 

Both Gina and Hana jumped surprised by something behind Cassie - three guesses who it was - who just sighed forcing a smile to stay on her face, “Well dad is in the living room, and supper will be a few more minutes. I sort of let myself fall behind so I hope you don't mind.”

 

“N-not at all,” Hana stammered slipping her shoes and jacket off and walking around Gaara as quickly as possible, “I-I'll just go wait with D-Daichi come along Hana…”

 

When they were out of earshot Cassie let out a long pent up sigh and turned around nearly walking right into Gaara's chest. She hadn't expected him to be standing so close so it was no wonder Hana and Gina had been spooked so badly. Cassie just put another small forced smile on and apologized to him before walking back to the kitchen to check on the food she still had cooking.

 

Cassandra walked past Gaara with an expertly done fake smile. Anyone who wasn't observant like Gaara was would have no idea that the smile was fake. He had seen her real smile many times before and it was much more natural and serene, `She doesn't like her father's date very much.'

 

Gaara followed Cassandra back into the kitchen and stood by the door watching her scramble to finish cooking the meal as quickly as possible. He also listened carefully to the conversation going on in the living room. Everyone in the living room was speaking in a hushed tone in an attempt to keep Gaara from hearing but he could still catch all the important bits and pieces of what they were saying which made their topic increasingly obvious.

 

“He kidnapped her,” the busty redhead hissed, “Why is he here?”

 

“Cass invited him…”

 

“…Un-invite him then …”

 

“Easier said than done … you should talk to Cassandra …”

 

“Stubborn as a mule … she'll never listen,” Hale pointed out.

 

A smirk formed on Gaara's face as he thought, `Typical cowards, the only person that talks about me with absolutely no fear is Cassandra. I wonder why she is the odd one of this family.'

 

“Ouch,” Cassandra hissed in a low tone trying to cover it up but it still got Gaara's attention. She had been in such a hurry to cut some vegetables she had given her finger a nasty cut. She looked at it for a moment, it wasn't all that serious, but it was bleeding so she put it in her mouth while she searched for a bandage with her injured hand.

 

Gaara walked over - not really knowing what he was doing - taking her hand and the bandages that she had set on the counter. She didn't hesitate or resist against him like his uncle had years before, but the difference between them was that Cassandra was much more innocent. Gaara had grown a lot since then, he could judge people better, and his only real worry about letting Cassandra try and get close to him was that she would end up being exactly like Yashamaru. Though Cassandra didn't seem to be putting on an act or planning anything in Gaara's eyes.

 

“Be more careful,” Gaara warned when he finished bandaging her hand.

 

Cassie looked slightly surprised at first glancing at her hand but then she looked up again at him and smiled, “Arigato Gaara-kun.”

 

 

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Aw, how kawaii! (ahem) Anyway I hope you all enjoy this chapter and I wanted to thank everyone who reviewed! You all make me feel happy!

 

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