Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Given The Chance ❯ This Just isn't My Day ( Chapter 12 )

Chapter #12

This Just Isn't My Day

 

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and Co.

 

Yay another chapter! I hope you all like this because I would love some more reviews everyone! Anyway I made this chapter longer for those of you who did review!

 

(For Pyropixie: Hi! I kept my promise and I updated for you so I expect a hug at school tomorrow!)

 

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Dinner, as Cassandra expected, was quieter than usual with Gaara sitting at the table. In the heavy air around the group of people the only real sound was the rhythmic clatter of the silverware on the pates as people ate, and virtually no one dared look up from their plate. Cassandra knew her father would scold her for it later but she realized right then it was almost a blessing not to have Gina babbling like she would have normally done. Gaara was like an automatic silencer even if you didn't know he had a demon inside him because of his generally cold attitude.

 

Gaara sat beside Cassandra eating silently ignoring the fact that he had completely drained the life out of the entire room and ate silently. For Cassie it was dinner as usual, when people eat there is no need to talk, it just gives others an unflattering view of the food people had only half finished chewing.

 

There was a frantic knocking at the door making half the people sitting at the table jump.

 

“I'll get it,” Cassandra announced getting up and walking to the door and opening it. Even she slightly surprised, “Temari? Kankuro?”

 

“Please tell us Gaara is here,” Kankuro panted obviously out of breath.

 

“What is it,” Gaara asked from behind Cassandra. She jumped since she had not even heard him get up from the table.

 

“Something is going on downtown,” Temari said quickly, “Some form of gang related thing. They were using exploding tags all downtown, we managed to round up most of them but a few are still running loose setting houses on fire. And through all of this commotion the Kazekage is missing so we'd really appreciate it if you came and maybe lend a hand.”

 

He nodded walking past Cassie without another word followed by Hale who had an obligation to go defend the civilians from the attacks.

 

“Oh my I hope no one gets hurt,” Gina whispered concerned from the table.

 

`Of course someone is going to get hurt if anything it will be a bystander,' Cassandra thought as she watched the shinobi go on their way, `that's how it always works no matter how hard the ninja try.'

 

BANG!

 

Now that she had the door open Cassie could hear all too clearly the sound of explosions coming not more than a few blocks away. In fact that especially loud explosion had come from an apartment complex that was right in view. She could even see the people scatter for their lives as chunks of wood and plaster fell from the side of the building. The destruction continued to grow because even after the explosions did there damage there was quite a number of fires which in a desert village were a big problem.

 

Cassandra frowned, if she just stayed and watched such a display she would go insane, but she really couldn't do anything since she couldn't fight. But it didn't stop Cassandra from quickly slipping on her shoes and running out the door before Daichi could stop her. Remember, Cassie was a runner, and she could outrun Daichi without even breaking a sweat.

 

“No let me go in,” a woman screamed trying to claw her way out of her husband's grasp, “My baby girl I can't just leave her!”

 

“There is nothing we can do,” her husband protested not allowing his wife to re-enter the burning building.

 

“What is your apartment number,” Cassandra asked quickly looking at the building.

 

“Its C10,” the woman whimpered staring at her, “But you're not going in there are-”

 

Cassie wasn't listening - as usual - she had already started running towards the building. The door was barricaded with debris, but she decided the gaping hole in the side of the building would do just fine. Cassie was extremely lucky the explosion had been confined to the lobby leaving the stairs in tact or there would have been no way to get to the child. Despite that the relatively contained damage fire was still quickly spreading throughout the building

 

“Of course these people have to live on the top goddamn floor,” Cassie muttered as she run up the stairwell. She could feel the uncomfortable heat radiate on her skin but she just kept running up the stairs to the very top floor and down the hallway to apartment C10.

 

Cassandra found the door. The entire wall where a window had once been beside it was the same wall that had taken the punishment of the paper bomb. More good luck for Cassie-chan - heavy sarcasm - was that it was the main source of the fires. She had to shield her eyes with her hand but the intense heat and smoke still made them burn. Cassie had to move quickly, no one could last much longer in that kind of heat.

 

Backing up slightly Cassandra knew she had one chance before the whole building took to flame like a roman candle. With all the force she could muster she ran at the door and threw all her weight against the already weakened door making the wood splinter and fall backwards into the small apartment. There was a serge of heat that rushed past her as she hit the floor with the door and for a moment the shoulder she hit was completely numb from the impact. She had to take a moment to breathe while the feeling came back, but that moment was cut short by the heat of the fire around her reminded her to move her tail.

 

“Hey,” Cassie screamed running into what was left of the apartment kitchen, “Hey kid are you in here?!”

 

The only answer was the loud crackling of the fire as she stood there for a moment panting in the hot smoke choked air that was beginning to rob her of oxygen, `I have to find this kid quickly or I am going to suffocate in here … but the kid is scared and probably hiding. Damn it where do I even begin my search the kid could be anywhere! If I were a kid where would I…'

 

It suddenly clicked in her mind. To her there would be only one safe place, so covering her mouth with the sleeve of her jacket she headed to where the bedroom doors were. It wasn't that hard to guess which one was a little kid's room because hanging on the second door was a small sign tacked into the wood painted white with pink teddy bears that read the name Tsukika. Evidentially Cassandra had been looking for a little girl.

 

“Tsukika you in here,” Cassandra called loudly kicking in her door and glancing around the room. The door had stopped the first from entering the room but smoke had been coming in through the cracks in the doors so even seeing was difficult for her. She had to duck down on her knees. She crawled over to the closet and eased it open giving a slight sigh of relief, `thank god.'

 

Sitting in the closet curled up on top of her collection of cute Marry Jane shoes was a little six year old girl with sandy blonde hair. She appeared to be asleep but she probably was unconscious from all the smoke in the room but she was still breathing and that was the main thing.

 

Cassandra picked up the little girl. Luckily she was small so she only had to use one arm to support the girl's weight and her little body leaned on her so her head was resting on Cassandra's shoulder.

 

She had the kid, but she also had to get out again. Lucky for her there was a window, and just outside the window was a fire escape.

 

The window was stuck so it was no wonder Tsukika hadn't gone down the fire escape herself. Cassandra had to use the stool sitting at the little girl's desk to break the glass and crawl through. Needless to say the ebony haired heroine was more than grateful to breathe in something other than smoke.

 

`That could have turned out very badly,' Cassandra thought patting the girl's back for a moment. She was still breathing so all Cassie had to next was get the girl back to her mother.

 

“Hm…” the Tsukika began moaning, “What … where am I? What is going on?”

 

“Its ok I got you out of there you're safe now, we just have to get you to your parents now,” Cassandra assured as she patted the girl's back, “If you climb onto my back and hold onto my shoulders I will be able to go a bit faster though.”

 

Tsukika nodded climbing so that she was piggy back style on Cassandra and wrapped her arms around her neck. The tiny child seemed to be coughing an awful lot and her breathing was uneven from having breathed in so much smoke, but other than that there didn't appear to be anything wrong with her, at least nothing her parents and the local medic couldn't fix easy enough.

 

“Um excuse me miss but I hope you can get us down to the ground quickly,” the blonde child whispered.

 

“Why?”

 

She pointed to the window of the building next door where a man wearing a black bird death mask seemed to be skulking around, “because I don't think those paper things he is sticking all over that hallway are for decoration.”

 

“Oh shit,” Cassie cursed. There couldn't have even been more than five or six feet between the two buildings and she was still standing on the top floor with a way down that was going to be to slow, but anything was better than just standing there like an idiot, “we seriously need to get moving!”

 

Her rushed footfalls made loud metallic clangs as she ran and the echoing in the enclosed space only made it louder and more stressful for Cassie, but she didn't have a death wish right then so she kept going like there was no tomorrow hoping she would reach the ground before the bombs started going off. Though the fact that she had a child that was half in tears with fear and struggling was really not helping matters much, it may have slowed her down a bit too much.

 

The sound was so loud Cassandra was sure she would go deaf but with chunks of debris and generally just large pieces of the wall falling down on her that was really the least of her problems. A large boulder fell breaking the fire escape and sent Cassie and the small girl cascading downward. If the fall wouldn't kill them the chunks out of the side of the building certainly would.

 

`Damn it all,' Cassandra screwed her eyes shut and clutched the crying her in her arms as they fell, she didn't want to watch her own fall, but suddenly she felt an tingling sensation in the pit of her stomach different from that of falling. It was more like floating actually, floating on something swift and slightly coarse, something like sand, `Thank god for the sand Kage…'

 

The floating sand brought the two girls gently back down the ground while protecting them at the same time. It set them down in front of a slightly irked red head before dispersing and retreating back into his gourd, “You seriously are suicidal aren't you? Don't you even think before you do something?”

 

“Not really, no,” she responded in an uninterested tone, “because you see Gaara-kun if I had stopped to think about it before running in to rescue the girl that bomb would have gone off while I was still up there. I might have been trapped in a smoke filled room with no way would now how would that have gone?”

 

“Baka,” he muttered rolling his eyes.

 

Tsukika's parents ran over yelling, scooping up their daughter, and giving her a lifetime worth of hugs after seeing her nearly get crushed to death, “Thank you miss, thank you so much, we can never find a way to repay you for this!”

 

Cassandra just gave a smile and rubbed the back of her head slightly, “Seriously don't mention it, besides Kazekage-sama did help a great deal.”

 

“Arigato Kazekage-sama,” the mother gave a quick bow before rushing off with her child.

 

Out of the corner of her eye Cassie spotted that same little sneaky bastard sporting the crow death mask skulking around by the building and a smile graced her lips. Well … maybe more like an evil smirk. She casually picked up a good sized rock from the ground by her feet - two whole buildings had been blown up so it wasn't difficult - and she tested its weight for a moment before taking aim and giving it one good toss. She had an arm like a cannon, any of the neighborhood boys she had played dodge ball with could vouch for it, and probably better aim with projectiles than her brother.

 

The rock hit its target square in the back of the head making him trip over himself and do a face plant. He didn't get up, he was probably just knocked out, and boy would he have a nasty goose egg when he woke up again.

 

“Well I don't know about you but I really feel better now,” Cassandra who felt quite satisfied said with a proud grin as she walked off.

 

Gaara stood there for moment letting his eyes follow the dark haired young girl, and then back to the man in the raven mask, he really did not get her at all. If he didn't know better Gaara would have thought she was schizophrenic or something else odd but something seriously made him doubt it. Not that he had much time to ponder over it, he was the Kazekage, and even if he had already caught all the culprits (plus the one Cassie took down) there was never ending work to do otherwise. It would take weeks for all the repairs to be finished, and a lot of new forms for Gaara to sign and fill out. With all of the damage done Gaara was going to be at his desk pushing papers until next Christmas!

 

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Cassandra had spent hours out in the village helping injured with a few techniques she knew for first aid (she knew more than just how to care for animals) and helping clean up the streets. It was long hours but her mind had an overdrive switch that kept her going when she was on task. How do you think she dealt with balancing two jobs before?

 

Completely exhausted and feeling hopelessly drained Cassandra headed home completely intending to fall into a mini coma as soon as she got under her comforter. So you can imagine her dismay when she discovered her bookshelf sitting in the hallway and a second bed replacing it in her room. As if it was not enough her father had gone and rearranged her room without her permission, and who she saw sitting cross legged on the bed unpacking a few belongings from a duffle bag completely horrified her. Gina.

 

Gina glanced up casually and gave an absent minded wave as she continued to unpack her things, “Hey.”

 

“Hey,” Cassie replied shortly trying to keep her voice civil.

 

When the completely vexed teen continued to stand in the doorway of her room giving a flat and almost glare like stare Gina shifted uncomfortably, “Uh … was there something you wanted?”

 

“I live here.”

 

“…uh ya I kind of knew that…” Gina responded carefully as though she were trying to reason with a time bomb. Cassandra's stare was beginning to get just that unnerving.

 

“You don't,” she stated in an ever so slightly cold tone.

 

“Actually for the time being she does,” Daichi corrected walking up the stairs with a large box of Hana's belongings, and Hana herself right behind him carrying a backpack, “That apartment building that was hit not far from here was where Hana and Gina lived so since they have nowhere else to go I insisted they stay here. We don't have any spare rooms so we are moving your bookshelf downstairs for now so you and Gina can share this room ok?”

 

Cassandra nodded robotically, “Ya but can I ask you a question dad?”

 

“Sure honey go ahead.”

 

“Does karma have a grudge against me,” she asked.

 

For a moment Daichi was perplexed but being more so oblivious than Cassie could be at times he just shrugged, “You know honey I'm not sure you'd have to ask a psychic or something. Now help Gina with her things its getting late and I think we all need some sleep.”

 

“Hai father,” responded Cassandra half heartedly as she let out an inward sigh, `really what did I do to deserve this torcher?'

 

“Hey Cassie-chan is it alright if I just put my cloths in your closet for now,” Gina asked not paying attention to the look of defeat on Cassandra's face.

 

“No, your stuff will go in the drawers I'll move the rest of my cloths to the closet.”

 

Having someone in her room like Gina was bad enough without having to move half her wardrobe out of her chest of drawers and put it into the shelves in her closet. There was no way in hell Gina was going to touch her closet anyway so she went with what was least painful. She had after all installed a dead bolt on the door that locked from the inside and she only had one key. It seemed that her little closet hide away would be her only safe haven even in her own home.

 

 

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Yay! This was the last chapter I wrote on Quizilla format so that means my laziness won't be as big a factor in sometimes coming out late with chapters. I am happy I got a chapter out nice and early this time so while you, my beloved readers, review on my story I shall go be happy and eat vanilla milkshakes.

 

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