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Gaara's Point of View
"Are you awake yet?"
I hear someone say, but I couldn't response nor listened. My head is in so much pain that I could barely lift my head up or even open my eyes. Let alone move my whole body as I am tied to a chair.
"I guess not," the man said. I hear him walk away for a second and come back to pour cold water on me. I was in complete startle as the cold water did its job of waking me up. The man turns away and walks to his table before I can look at his face.
'Why am I here? Where is here?' I thought to myself as I forced my eyes to adjust to the dim lighting.
Where I am is clearly a basement. There's no windows, only one light, and it's dusty here. More importantly, every corner of the room is filled with different weapons. Gun, knives, and bows and arrows, swords, etc. There are three computer screens and four rows of file drawers. However, why am I here? I look at the man's back as he works something on the table. Although the lighting here isn't well, it's enough for me to recognize who this man is. Once he turns around with a tray of what seems to be three objects, his face reveal proves I am right.
"Great. It worked," Kimimaro said to me. "Hello, Gaara. It's nice to finally meet you."
"You're Kagome's cousin," I said, but he didn't respond. "Why am I here?"
"It's quite clear to why you're here," Kimimaro said while walking up to me with the tray in his hands. "Apparently, you've become a bug that must be get rid of."
"And to whom you are referring to?" I ask him.
If I understand correctly, Kimimaro is also a yakuza like Kagome and her mother are. Either he's on a mission for some student's parent, another person hating my father, or, now, the third reason, Kagome's mother finally taking action against me. Kimimaro places the tray on the small table next to me and pulls a chair for him to sit in front of me. I look at the tray to see what he had brought over. There's a paper, pen, and gun. Looks like he wants to make it look like a suicide. Should I be opp about this? All in all, I have to find a way to get out of here.
"To me and Kagome's wedding date," He gives me an answer that I did not expect him to answer. He smiles at my shock expression. "So my Kagome didn't tell you that she's engaged, huh? Well, I couldn't blame her. After all, she is supposed to kill you, but it seems like she couldn't do it."
'What did he just said...?'
"What do you mean she's supposed to kill me?"
"You're a murderer," Kimimaro said. "You killed her only father and older brother. Her and her mother are in a never-ending circle of pain caused by you."
"I didn't-"
"Before Kagome met you, she had no memory of who you are and how they died. Her mother wanted to keep it that way. However, you made her remember almost everything. Although she plans to take you and the mayor down, it turns out to be a way to postpone our wedding. I could understand. The news was sudden, and revenge must be done first before a happily ever after begins."
"Take down me and my father?-"
"Yes!" He grabs the gun and points it at my head. "This whole time, you were nothing but a mission! The plan is to have dirt on your father that would ruin him, Canditate Wokakeru Mizu would win instantly, and you would finally die in Kagome's hands. The hands you kissed."
My mind feels like it's spinning. It's not because of the pain in my head. It's because I couldn't believe Kimimaro's words. There's no way Kagome would use me to get to my father. There's no way she hates me for being the cause of her father and brother's accident. There's no way she's engaged. There is no way that doesn't love me back.
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