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CHAPTER 26: BLACK OUT

Why was it so dark? After the scene caused near Narutos house, seeing his face. Why did he have to see me this way? That was what Gaara was asking himself while feeling the car ride, somewhere along the line his eyes got covered while feeling blood running down his face. He had probably gotten hit when it was happening. All he knew was that he received a few more hits before losing his head for a few minutes or seconds. He didn't know the only thing that he knew now was that he was tied up in care with people that he didn't even know.

"We should get there soon give it a few more minutes" One voice spoke out, it was obvious that it was the driver.

"Great we'll grab the money and leave this place. That other kid saw our face they could be looking for us right now."

"Yeah I know but before they even find where he is we'll be long gone. Don't worry about it."

The silence went on again, while Gaara was trying just left to sit there blind. Naruto wouldn't even do anything about it would he? There was no way he would, everything was a joke to him. He didn't matter, all he was to him was just a play thing. Everything that happened couldn't compare to how he was feeling being played like that. He had pretty much already confirmed his feelings for Naruto, and yet what he got was thrown to the curve. For all he cared he could be beaten to death.

Yeah, maybe this feeling would just go away, anyone could say that he was thinking of no future. That Naruto wasn't the only person out there that would move him. Even so, it wasn't like that for Gaara. Naruto was the only one that he knew could ever get to him so bad. For him it was Naruto or no one else.

Having the car stop he felt himself being pulled out of the car. Refusing to walk, since he was actually scared of what could be waiting for him they ended up dragging him over to a room. Being thrown in there he refused to stand up again. Sitting down he could hear whispers but couldn't make out any sort of words forming.

"Take it off from him." He finally hear someone voice it sounded so familiar but he didn't have an idea of whos it could be.

"It's been transferred to the account already." That same voice came into his ear again as he felt someone walking behind him.

That same person ended up taking off the cloth that was over his eyes. Letting it fall he looked at the shadows on the floor first since that was where he was looking. Getting the nerve to look up he should have guessed. "Misaki...Midori...you fucken bastards can't do sh-"

Before Gaara could finish he felt a show hit his cheek making his whole face turn the opposite side. "Tsk" He let that come out turning back to look at Misaki.

"Shut up." Misaki ended up speaking "I wouldn't want to dirty my hands with the likes of you." Smirking his hand went through his hair. Seeing that only made Gaara smirk. Did he really think he was that good looking? Hell, let him think that then.

"You think like this Naruto will look at you now" Chuckling to himself he glared over at him arching an eyebrow. "Keep dreaming."

"Shut up I said!" Misaki moved his hand over to Gaara hair grabbing a hand full and pulling it as he went down somewhat. "You think you're so good? I know all about you." He smirked, pulling Gaara hair making his face go up to look at him.

"So you hired some thugs because you can't do shit yourself. Pathetic." It was true the pull on his hair was painful, but hell he could deal with it. He could deal with anything thrown at him. There was no way he was going to get thrown around by the likes of this guy.

"So funny, what if I just rid this world of you. no one needs monsters like you. I know what you did to people over at Su-" In the middle of his talking he felt something warm on his face.

Gaara on the other hand had a smirk on his face. He could take people talking bad about him but from this guy? He didn't even deserve the right to talk. Maybe it was just because he knew that Misaki liked Naruto, but he didn't care. In the end he spitted on his face letting blood go along with it.

A chuckle could be heard away from them just as it happened. As he heard it he could feel his body being thrown away from where it was. Not thrown, more liked kicked away. "Ugh." He heard Misaki talking while looking at him wipe it off. "Midori, shut up!"

"What, the kid got you"

"So? You're not supposed to laugh. You prick!"

"Whatever." Gaara laying on the floor he brought himself to sit up right again just looking at the other man, Midori. Why was he here for? He had nothing to do with him. Just at the mall maybe. But that was long done with. At least Gaara wanted to put it that way.

Misaki walked back to him grabbing his shirt and pulling him up. "You're worthless" He stated moving his free hand into Gaara stomach making him cough up a bit of blood away from him. Chuckling Misaki walk away looking over at Midori.

"he's all yours." He talked his voice going lower, almost as if hurt.

"You sure?" Midori talked to him, in a low voice almost as if saying no.

"YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING WITH IT TILL THE END!" Misaki ended up yelling at Midori making him jump up a bite.

Gaara was more than confused with was happening but he still wouldn't speak at least not now. He knew that it wasn't in his right to talk. Not if he wanted to live. What would Midori do to him? Would he finish what he started before? He didn't want that he would rather just die than have someone touch him.

He could take beating if that's what they wanted to do to him. Anything other than that he knew that he would end up begging for his life.

"Yeah, fine..You staying here?" Midori asking him as his back was to Gaara facing Misaki.

Misaki stayed quiet for a few second before furrowing his eyebrows and shaking his head.

"No. what you do with him is not my concern."

"After this I told you and I'll tell you again. I'm going back. You sure you don't want to just cancel this whole thing your doing?"

"No! You want him to get him already. Shit!" Misaki talked again taking a step towards the door looking over at Gaara.

"Do it...I hate you bastard." The first part was talked to Midori while the second to Gaara.

Gaara just looked over at him rolling his eyes. "Pussy." He responded letting a smirk come to display pretty much preparing himself for whatever could happen to him.

"Tsk..whatever." Misaki ended up talking pretty much under his breathe looking over at Midori then clicking his tongue as he opened the door walking out letting the door slam shut.

Being alone in the room with Midori made Gaara swallow hard, biting his tongue. Looking over at the man he just waited to see what would end up happening to him. Please just make him beat me up, please. Gaara kept repeating even more when he saw the man turn to look at him.

"Fine..." Midori just talked to himself while looking at the door ended up closing. Standing there to see if Misaki would end up coming back inside and tell him that they wouldn't end up going with it. "All for you I swear." He nodded to himself taking a deep breathe and turning to see the one on the floor.

Misaki walked away from the room standing by the door leaning against it. Taking a deep breathe he let out a sigh moving his body to the door. "Its done." He talked to himself giving a nod. It was a complete mission, he thought. He wanted to think that. At least now he could show that he loved him enough to do all this things right? He was worthy of him, but still he would never have him. No matter what he did, he wouldn't look at him right?

Looking at the wall he could do now was just hear all the things that Misaki would end up doing to Gaara. He knew that Misaki would end up forcing himself on Gaara. He would end up hearing Gaaras screams at first, right? But eventually he would get caught up in it and hear his voice calling out for him. Thinking that it made him make a face of disgust even thinking on how it would sound. What was so good about Gaara anyways? He was better looking right? The two guys he knew seemed to like him more than they could ever like him right?

Shaking his head he turned to face the door wanting to open it and just stop Midori from doing anything. He could just beat him up and then let him go and threaten him to not say anytihng. That's what he wanted, but he knew that Midori would want so much more than that.

"I'll just let you then" He talked to the door taking a few steps back and moving to the side of the door leaning against the wall and sliding down. Taking his phone he checked the time nodding to himself. "Now I wait..." He talked to himself setting his phone down, just looking over at the wall once again, since that was all he could do now. Is Naruto looking for him right now?

AN: Sorry for taking so long to update this. This part is out yet. I'll finish this story and start a better one you all. Thanks to everyone that always keep being updated on this. I want to make the best story for you. Send me suggestions please.

Oh and Trust me I've been paying a bit more attention to my grammar and everything while writing. I can't get any better if I don't practice. :D