MoonWalker (A Gaara Love Story)

Chapter 21

My footstpes echoed throughout the halls as I entered the buildng and with no plan I bursted into the planning room which I learned where he was loacted in. Everyone looked up at me and my father, the man who made my life difficult from birth to now smirked at me.

"It's about time Ahari, I was getting a little worried that you wouldn't return soon. Please come sit down and we can converse about what you missed and eventually have a sparring practice to see how well you've grown."

No reply, just hatefull glares and silence came from me and that is all he gets. Except for the agony that I will provide him.

"Father, let us skip the talk and go onto the sparring."

He nodded once and togeter we walked out of the room and outisde for more space. We got into battle ready poses and started running at eachother. I sent a series of kicks and punches towards him but all he did was dodge and send a wave of them back at me. My body felt weak and like it was going to fall apart but I tried not to show it. If he knows I am weak thne he will get stronger for knowing what he did.

"Come on Ahari, you haven't even grown much since last time I saw you."

My eyes closed and re-opened which caused him to gasp slightly.

"No, this can't be, you, already?"

"Yes father, I have been training for years now and I am more than capable to defeat you and this clan."

He got into a battle ready stance but I smirked at how weak he looked. His posture was sloppy and it seemed like he would wobble and fall over any minutes.

"Let us see, if you can defeat me then you are more than fit for wielidng the power of this clan."

"Let us fight, not talk. Father."

My feet pressed against the ground as I launched towards him but he side stepped to dodge. His fist targeted my stomach but I blocked with my hand and tried to sweep my leg beneathhis feet but he jumped instead of tripped. A large foot hit my gut but I used it as momentume and pushed off of it to put distance between us.

A kunai flung towards me but was deflected by a burst of air and I smirked. This was different from my normal attitude but for some reason it changes completly at the mention of my family. Most people describe me as patient, well mannerd, polite, and quiet, but around them I am usually often cruel, impatient, and loud.

"How did you..."

"I have been practicing father, the nine demons have helped alot in my advancement. Expecially Kurama, the nine tails."

Three Monthes Ago

"Kurama! Where are you?"

"Use your senses girl, then you can find me."

My eyes closed and when I re-opened them Shukaku gasped a little before smirking and sauntering over.

"You look good with 'em eyes there Ahari."

I guess it worked. Pushing him off I turned around to see Kurama behind me. 
He taught me how to change my eyes to one of a demons so I can see what they see and my senses would become more powerful. Along with that, I know how to use the wind, fire, and water, elements to aid me in battle with only simplewave of my hand. A none chakra, none energy using ability.

"Kurama, it is time for me to go now. Morning is approaching quickly and I must return to my body and you must to as well."

Present Time

"You have been working how my dear, I see you as fit hands to take over the clan. Please come with me and we can get your..."

I never let him finish, instead I threw a shuriken at him which sunk in his arm. An alarmed yelp occurred as I ran towardshim, activating my eyes.

"I have not returned for the crown, I came to see fit of your death."

With that my kunai sunk deep within his chest but it just poofed away in a puff of smoke. Shadow clone, figured. With a wift of air I was able to detect about eight of him scattered around in the trees. He is trying to mess me up, my sense of smell is overwhelmed with the different clones he has created and my sight and earing is useless as well. Taste and touch, the least good senses I have for a battle.

They charged at me one by one, but when I defeated them each turned into smoke. Great just great, this isn't going to turn out well. Another shadow clone came to attack and I turned around swiping a kunai in it's chest, bad mistake.

Third Person's pov

The group ran through the forest and when they saw her fighting they stopped. Naruot went to yell a warning but it was to late. When the girl slashed her weapon against the skin of one which dissapeared the one who snuck behind her drove a katana throguh her chest.

"Ahari!"

The girls father smirked at the girl but she let out a low chuckle accompanied with a gurgle of blood.

"This isn't over."

But she knew well she was dieing. Her body was numb but she coulnd't give up, at least not now. Her hand morphed into a sign but her father didn't notice her last resort taking place until it was to late for him. Agonizing screams left his body and when he fell, the sword was pulled out as well.

"It is good to know...that my daughter is...strong and has...grown...into an beautiful...women capable to...sacrifice for her...own good...and worthy enough to....run our village."

His eyes closed and as that happened she fell onto her knees gagging on the crimson liquid flowing through her mouth and gasping for the air that was reluctant to enter her body. Shikamaru and the others ran towards her and surrounded her body. She was laying in the arms of Gaara, her best friend and she couldn't help but laugh a little at the situation.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Remeber Gaara? This is...exactly what happened....last time...but I promise....that I will get my...last words through to...you..."

She leaned up and pressed her lips to his. The stale taste of blood entered his mouth but he didn't care, this was the last time he would be able to do this. She pulled back, the life in her eyes draining at an alarming pace. Her lips brushed his ear as she leaned close with a smile.

"Wait for me."