《UnDying》Chapter 12
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Previously-
Oh if there is a god, he must be rolling on the floor laughing at me. An angel he sent to torture me, an angel i fell for. The angel i clipped the wings from just so i could keep all to myself. An angel that hates me.
Its funny really. I made the one person i love, the only one i think i will ever love, most likely hate me for the rest of his life.
God, your enjoying this twisted story aren't you?
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Now-
---Naruto---
We traveled for several days in silence. We stopped even the sun was getting close and we dug around for some cover to rest in Until night fell. At one point we only found a small tight fit cave the we had to try and squish into. We had stayed in there for forever, and then it seemed like the second the sun was down gaara ran away. Every time we saw a path or a trail or any forest road gaara turned and went in the opposite direction of it. Though, we were still going south, he tried to stay away from all the paths and roads he could. Days had turned to weeks. Still we wandered into forests far away from people. My hands no closer to touching him then they had been that night. Sometimes we would stop and he would have me wait while he left to go get blood for us. Every Time he left i was scared he wasn't going to come back. My gut would bunch up into knots and i would stop breathing. Waiting. Constantly worried about being left alone. I don't want that. I don't want to be left alone. I had lost to much already. I cant lose him as well. Then he would come back and hold out a bottle for me before leaving again to drank his own. He didn't hold my hand. He didn't talk much. Its not that he was ever big on chattering, but he used smile more. He used to take my hand, or kiss me softly. He always made sure everything was going to be okay. Now... Im not even sure we are okay, let alone me. We were trudging, or rather i was since gaara hadn't changed his steady walk when he stopped, and turned to face a very tall mountain of sorts. He didn't even glance at me as he kicked it, and busted a hole through the middle of it. He walked further in, kicking every time he reached the back until we reached the other side. A valley, rich and green greeted us. It was shaped like some crazy oversized bowl with mountains forming the rims on all sides. No one had ever been here. Untouched land. I heard something gently bubbling and babbling. I glanced at gaara to see him hard at work doing-
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something.
Clearing out some land? Maybe?
Im not entirely sure. I looked over to where the sound was coming from. I dont think it really even matter if i disappeared for a short while. He wont even notice. Then again, i thought as i walked over closer to the sound. Im not really going that far away. I pushed some bushes out of my way and found a little stream. It bubbled over rocks and turn and swayed like a snake as it carved its way in the ground between the green grass. It was soothing to listen to it. The sound of it as it made its way over rocks, like it was babbling nonsense just to low to hear exactly what it was saying.
"Hi." I said to the little water stream. "Im naruto." The sound of my voice was strange. I guess it would since i haven't really spoken. In a while. Still talking to a stream? Im nuts. I chuckled. "I guess im done for huh? Talking to a stream." Nothing really happened. Just soft rushing of water. Like someone was talking to low to hear, "a babbling brook." I said. "Thats what your called you know." Nothing happened. Then Again was i expecting something to happen? I mean, its a freaking stream. Thats all. Nothing special. Still. Sitting here next to and just listening to the sound. It felt nice, relaxing almost. Like all of my worries could just fade away into nothing. I sat there for awhile longer before standing up "i think im going back now. I want to see gaara." The brook just kept babbling and i turned back to go and see what gaara was up to. When i pushed my way through some of the bushes i was greeted by an almost entirely different scene. A Lot of the over grown grass had been pulled, leaving short dark grass behind. Some of the small trees had been pulled, i have no idea where they went, since i couldn't see a pile of leftover trees or grass or really anything like that. It was like something someone would see in a children's story book. A perfect flawless grove of tall trees arching High over green grass. It made me me want to see it in the sunlight. I am sure you would see splotches of gold filter through the green leaves and cast a glow that give life to the grass which grew on the ground. It was so pretty. I let my feet trail along the grass, as i walked.
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Peace.
I looked back in the direction of the babbling brook. I wanted to be able to go over there. I glanced around, but i still didn't see gaara. Thats when i heard the sound of rock being crushed. Its fine then. He hasn't left yet.
Yet....
My mood dropped and i felt my mouth droop. Yet. Some point i must have decided he was going to leave me. I wonder when that was. I shook my head and decided to make a path to my new favorite spot. Pushing bushes and pulling small plants out of the way. I didn't mess with the trees or anything like that. I kept it simple. Just a nice, plain, dirt path. When it was done, i took a step back to look at it. It may not seem fancy or really obvious but i liked it. It was simple. It looked like a path that someone had walked down many times. Not special, not exceptional in any obvious way, but every bit as real and every bit as important. I was something i had done. It mattered to. It existed too. That thought made me happy for some weird reason that i couldn't quiet figure out. Then i turned and went back to gaara. He was walking out of new cave, thingy he made.
"The sun is coming up." He said. I nodded and followed him inside.
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