A/N – I updated- it's a miracle! Sorry for the inhumanely long wait, guys But, it's back up and running now, and I'm going to try and finish it before Christmas! (even better, within a month) Love you all, and thanks for sticking around. Enjoy, and please leave a review!
3, Li-li
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Tenten POV
The echo of the huge courtyard clock rang through my room, chiming out six o'clock. I checked the mirror one last time as I stood, my straightened hair swinging about my shoulders. I was secretly pleased with the new dress I'd gotten for the dance.
A small green light blinked from the corner of my vision. I swung around, but it was gone. Just my bed against the wall, as always. Odd.
Sensing Gaara's soft footsteps approaching, I turned. He was a bit early, but he looked magnificent. No, magnificent was the wrong word. He was dead sexy.
I was addicted to him, the eyeliner and sultry walk and bloodred hair. Putting my hand on his arm, I was a little hurt to see him jerk away. Then he spun around, and I knew he had spotted the same green flash that I had. He stepped around me to the wall, his dark-rimmed eyes troubled.
He put his fist through the wall.
Startled, I pulled back before noticing a bunch of wires that shouldn't be there. Gaara pulled one, popping a tiny camera out from where it had been embedded in the drywall.
"Someone's been watching you."
My mind was racing. Neji? But why….it made no sense.
A drop of blood slid onto Gaara's hand, probably from punching the wall. "You're hurt- let me help you with that."
"It's nothing, I'm fine.", he stated quickly. "Don't be ridiculous, here-" I stripped off his black, elbow-high sleeve/ arm warmer. A three-inch slash was dripping down his wrist, and there was more. Wide, silver scars covered the entire surface of his arm. Fresher, pink marks and a few scabs stood out. A small, wrapped razor blade was taped to the inside of his wrist, and I slid off the other sleeve. His left arm was the same.
Neither of us spoke. Shocked, I sank to the floor. He knelt beside me, taking my hands and looking into my eyes.
"It's nothing."
Tears filled my eyes as I lightly stroked one of the silver scars. I could only manage one word. "Why?"
"Sweetie, I'm fine. I'm happy. I'm just…..I'm sick, that's all. I can't stop.", he stood up and turned towards the door, away from me. "I'm so sorry."
"Where are you going?" Worry and shock were boiling inside of me, and I couldn't make sense of anything.
"Home. I'm sorry it had to end this way. I…I really do love you, Tenten. Goodbye." He started to walk away.
Scared now, I followed him. "What are you talking about, 'goodbye'?! I love you, too. Don't leave." a tear escaped me, sliding down my cheek. "Don't go."
Spinning around, he took my face in his hand. His thumb caught my tear. "You still want me? Even-…" he trailed off, unable to finish his sentence. I had to resist the urge to slap him. "Of course I do." I brought his arm to my lips, kissing the largest of the scars. "You think that, because of this, I wouldn't want you anymore? That's crazy. I will do anything to help you stop this, because I want you to be happy. More than anything. As long as you want me, I'll be here."
Smiling, he touched the razor taped to his arm. It was wrapped in a tissue, but I could see the stained edge glinting on one side. Pulling it off, he carefully pressed it into my palm.
"Can you get rid of it for me? I don't know if I can."
"Anything, of course." I slid it into my pocket, resolving to drop it into the river. Selecting a piece of gauze and a bandage from the shelf, I pulled Gaara onto my bed and proceeded to clean the open cuts on his arms.
When I finished, he put an arm around me and playfully poked my nose. "We're late, I can already hear music." He was right, strains of Korn drifted through the window. Darkness was setting into the night, and I could feel excitement back in my stomach.
"Then let's go!"
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Itachi POV
At the operation site, I went over the plan one last time. Targets in place, vehicles, switches, cameras, all good. Except that one….Tenten's room. Shame. Ah, well, we didn't need that one anymore anyways. Although she had been exceptionally fun to spy on. Hmm….Ideas were sparking in my mind. I was really going to have fun with this job.
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Gaara POV
Strobe lights flashed, music blasted, and I could feel Tenten's slender form dancing in front of me. Sasuke and Temari were maybe five feet away, and Shino and Hinata were doing the Jitterbug to heavy metal. Typical. Still, it was nice to forget everything and just have fun with my friends. I felt like I was missing something, but couldn't recall and decided to worry about it later. Nothing could ruin tonight.
Neji was nowhere to be found, and Naruto seemed to be having fun with Kakashi. Wait- wasn't that a teacher? Huh.
Suddenly, I was dead.
No, that couldn't be it, I was still breathing. The music had stopped, and the light's were out. Just the power. Somebody pushed into me, knocking me away from Tenten and to the ground. A slow roar gathered as people thundered for the exits, and more than a few people stepped on me. Sitting up, a felt a sharp blow to the side of my head as somebody tripped over me. Tenten wasn't beside me anymore….where was she? I tried to reach for her, but darkness clouded my vision and I fell back to the floor.
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A/N- and that's it for Chapter Eight! Thanks for reading, people, and I'll try and make the next chapter a little longer. Let me know what you thought!
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