Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Together With You: A Gaara Story ❯ Conflict ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own Naruto or Gaara.......only Shiruki, Hiruka, Makuro, Takuya, and Kasuke. They are mine. **hordes** Mine.
 
Recap:
Shiruki smiled and held his hand in hers. “We have to go if we plan on making it before nightfall.” Gaara nodded hesitantly, not wanting her to stop. He loved it when she touched him. It was so soft. With her touch, unleashed emotions that she held for him. Emotions of love and compassion. Caring and kindness. Intimacy and everlasting adoration. Shiruki pulled away and held his hand, walking with him to the Leaf Village, loving to be in his presence and him in hers.
 
 
Chapter 5: Conflict
 
It was nearing sunset and Gaara and Shiruki were nowhere close to the Leaf Village. Shiruki sighed lightly and Gaara looked at her. He knew that sigh. Something was bugging her. “What?” he asked in his normal, cold, lifeless voice. He had regained his senses a little earlier as they walked further from the Sand Village. He still knew not what made him act that way, but he pushed it away for now and decided to contemplate it when he had more time.
 
Shiruki sighed again. “It's nothing. Do you think Kankuro and Temari are worried? We've been gone pretty long.” This was true. They'd been gone nearly five hours. Gaara shrugged. He could care less. As long as he was with Shiruki, he didn't care about anything else. But he would never admit that, however, considering he barely understood it himself. “We should pick up the pace,” she grinned mischievously. Gaara saw the look in her eye and stared in confusion. He had seen the look before, but forgot what it brought. She let go of his hand and stood in front of him. She leaned closer with a sweet expression and Gaara blushed through his glare. She tapped the top of his head gently and ran off. “Tag!” she teased, briefly looking behind her.
 
Gaara stood there for a moment and finally caught on. A game. He grinned at her immaturity. He found it rather cute. He uncrossed his arms and breathed deeply before dashing after her. He sped from tree branch to tree branch, getting closer to Shiruki with each leap. He caught sight of her, seeing her glance back at him, aware of his nearness. She ran faster and Gaara followed suit. Just as he leapt beside her, Shiruki skidded to a halt. He did the same and glared at the people in front of them. Enemies.
 
A man wearing a Sound Village headband, baggy beige jacket, twice his size, with black pants and normal ninja shoes, grinned at them. He stood at about 5'11. His headband rested on his forehead. He had dark, cold, lifeless eyes and dark spikey hari going every which way. Another man, who was about 5'5, stood next to the other. His hair was jet black as was his eyes. The look he held in his eyes was a dark one. One that was full of bloodlust. He wore a beige cut-off coat that stopped at his lower stomach with black baggy pants and a black, skin-tight shirt with normal ninja shoes. His Sound Village headband hung loosely around his neck. The last wore his hacket up to his nose. His eyes were a piercing red that would have brought fear to the normal person, like those of the Uchiha clan. His hair was long and black. Strands hung over his shoulders that reached to his collarbone, resembling Neji's, but thicker. The strands were tied with white string where the rest of his hair hung freely on his back. His bangs draped over his eyebrows, covering a scar over his left side of his face. The scar ran from the middle of the left side of his forehead to his lower cheek, and disappearing into the protection of his coat, giving him a demonic and battle-worn appearance. He stood at about 6'2.
 
“Well, now. We've been looking for you two,” the 5'11 man grinned, earning a growl from Shiruki and a glare from Gaara. “You don't recognize us, demon?” he asked, glaring at Shiruki. Shiruki grolwed in response. She didn't recognize them, nor did she care to. They were the enemy. Sound Village ninja this close to the Sand Village couldn't be good. It was out of their way. This put Shiruki on the defensive. “We encountered each other years ago. You terrorized our village at night.” He smirked. “And Makuro, here,” he said, pointing to the one with the scar. “Ya see...he holds grudges.”
 
The one known as Makuro walked forward, ripping off his jacket to reveal his whole body. His left arm was scarred pretty badly from his tricep down his forearm with, what appeared to be, claw marks from some kind of animal. Gaara stood unamused. He knew the capabilites of an inner demon far too well. No doubt Shiruki had done this without her knowledge. And now she had to pay the price. He would not, however, just stand by and let harm come to her. Not after he had just found her again. Makuro growled, his razor sharp fangs glistening menacingly. “You shall pay for your actions, demon!” he growled and disappeared. Shiruki was no match for Sound Village ninja. She had never been good at fighting them. She could hardly keep up with them. Makuro appeared behind her and raised a kunai, about to strike. Shiruki braced herself with her arms crossed across her face, but nothing came. She looked up and saw Gaara's and barrier. She looked at Gaara and saw him put his arm out in front of her as if telling her to stay back. He knew she was no match for this one so blinded with rage and the motivation for revenge. He would tear Shiruki apart. Gaara had plenty of faith in her, that wasn't the case. He just knew how these ninja worked. They were so blinded with their own desire for revenge that it somehow enhanced their abilities, far past the capabilities of Shiruki. She was strong, but not strong enough for this one.
 
Shiruki glared at Makuro one last time and turned back to the other two, understanding Gaara's intentions. The 5'5 man looked to the 5'11 and grinned. “Well now, Kasuke. Shall we?”
 
Kasuke nodded and shrugged out of his jacket. “Let's, Takuya,” he grinned back. Kasuke charged at Shiruki, followed by Takuya. They split up. Takuya went right and Kasuke went left. Shiruki stood there eyeing both. She could keep up with these two, barely. They were slightly slower than Makuro. Kasuke struck first, above her, throwing kunai. She caught them and sent them flying back at his chest. As soon as the kunai left her fingers, Takuya attacked with his shuriken. Shiruki dodged and leapt in a tree. She heard a scream and looked over just in time to see the one known as Makuro being devoured but Gaara's sand. Her eyes drifted back in front of her and noticed the two had vanished. She had lost them due to the distraction, leaving her open for an attack. She had done precisely what Hiruka-sensei had told her not to do: leave herself open and be distracted by an outside force. Her eyes widened as she saw both of them attack on either side with kunai. Takuya struck her shoulder, rendering her right arm useless, and Kasuke, her ribs. She growled in pain and summoned sand to bind Takuya while she dealt with Kasuke. Of course, that would have been the plan, but the blow to her ribs made her energy limited. She snarled as she did the hand signs for a summoning jutsu. Before she could finish, Takuya kicked her out of the tree and onto the ground on her stomach. She let out a small groan in pain as her ribs banged against a stray rock beneath her. It dug into her flesh, but, nontheless, she forced herself to her feet, defying the paralyzing pain, holding her bleeding ribs. Her vision was becoming fuzzy due to heavy blood loss. She regained focus just as Takuya and Kasuke ran at her. She attempted her shadow clone jutsu, something she picked up from Naruto, and it worked. The clones ran off, herself included, and Takuya and Kasuke easily defeated them. The stalked closer to the only Shiruki left and glared menacingly, promising a slow and torturous death. Shiruki was beside herself. Stuck. Like a rat in a trap. A fly on fly paper. There was no escape and she had lost far too much blood to put up any more of a fight. This fight would not last too much longer.
 
 
TBC...
 
 
A/N: Alright....short chapter but meh. At least it's something XP I was going through writer's block. Thank you again for reading ^^