"Take me with you to the Land of Iron." I repeated, and he was claerly taken aback."Ruri..." And before Gaara could continue, I stopped him. I wasn't sure whether he was going to comply to my request, or try to make me think more about it, which would be worthless because my mind was made up. I knew what I wanted to do.
"Please, it's important." I said, causing him to become even more suprised.
I was never one to ask him of anything, or even plead in the slightest. And now I was finding trouble to explain because I still didn't have it all figured out in my own mind yet.
It felt like my mind was all over the place and I was trying to put everything back together. I didn't know what I was going to do, or why I was going to do it, all I knew is that I wanted- no, needed to go to the Land of Iron.
"I... I.... Just....I can't..." I stuttered, becoming frustrated. I felt ready to pull my hair out."I don't know..." My eyes trailed down to the half-empty tub of icecream. I could feel Gaara move closer, until finally he was once again sitting across from me.
"Don't stress yourself." He tried to assure me."It's o-"
"No it's not." I cut him off, not allowing him to finished those wretched words. He stared at me, eyes widened by fraction, not expecting me to react like this."It's not okay..."
It was silenet for a moment, and I knew what he was doing. He was searching for what to say. Why would it matter? He doesen't have to pick out words to make me 'feel better'.
"Alright..." He said, causing me to fix my gaze back to him."If it means this much to you... You can tag along. Besides, there is a certain friend of mine I am eager for you to meet."
He smiled down lighly at me. That was Gaara. To me he was the most confusing person I ever met. Why would someone try so much for just one kid? It's not like I'm keeping him alive, or his entire village running, so why try so hard, just to help me.
"Why is it that you try so hard?" I mumbled, resting my chin on top of my folded arms."I don't get why you care so much...."
"You're my responsibility." He stated as he stood up."Other than that small fact, I care about you Ruri."
"I don't think I could forgive myself if I were to let you down, or not even try to lead you towards something more bright.
My hand will always be held out to you, it's your choice when you will take it, or if you will take it at all." He placed his hand on top of my head, and unlike other times I didn't brush it off. I don't know why, but for the first time in a long time I allowed this reassuring feeling. But just this once."No matter how long you take, I will always be there waiting for you. Not even you can push me to leave you to be alone."
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"What's it like?" Yoshi asked me as we sat on his porch. His dog, Hashiro.
Yoshi's mother came from a clan in the Leaf Village. That's why they had so many dogs in their house. Meaning, Yoshi was half Inuzuka. I didn't expect it, considering he looked nothing like one, but it was true and the kid had skills that I didn't think he had.
"What's, what like?" I asked as the dog place it's head on my lap.
"Y'know... Outside of the village." He said. I was a bit shocked that he had never stepped foot out of this village, not even to go to the Leaf.
"Everything is... different. It depends on where you go." I shrugged, not knowing how to explain to him.
"How different?" He questioned.
"The colors." I said, and he smiled at my answer."Green grass. Blue water, which isn't actually blue. Greyish stones. White snow..."
"Nothing like beige and red?" He smirked, and I shook my head.
"Nothing like beige and red." I comfirmed.
"He likes you!" He exclaimed as he stare at the small pup."That's funny... He's ussually shy. It's ironic that you're one of the few people he's comfortable around."
"What are you implyig?" I inquired, crossing my arms.
"Nothing!" He said quickly. For once his choice was wise."It's just that you can be very.... Intimidating at times."
"And you can be an idiot all the time, yet you're his partner." I shot right back. He sighed, and rubbed the back of his head.
We turned back to hear a bunch of noise coming from inside his house, followed with a bunch of yelling."You idiots! Who's idea was it to use the living room as a bounce castle!"
"Not like you hadn't done it before!" A deeper voice yelled. It sounded like Yoshi's mother and father.
Yoshi sweatdrop,"Wanna go to your place?" He suggested, already getting up. He didn't wait for me to answer, instead he grabbed my wrist and dragged me over to the house.
I sighed, another fun fact about Yoshi; he had four siblings, seven dogs, a naggy mother, and a childish father living all under one roof.
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We're setting off for the Land of Iron tomorrow. My stomach is just bubbling in anticipation. I hate it. I can't seem to get my thoughts straight lately. My view on people is muggy.
Everyone I've met so far... They make everything alot harder. What am I supposed to think? Gaara makes it sound so easy. But in reality, trusting another person could be one of the most hardest, and riskiest things I could ever do.
Because words can only do so much. They're only there for reassurance. That's why being careful and distant is the safe way.
I can't help but not know what to do anymore. I just want to know. Please just let me find out the answer....
As much as I hate to admit it... I am a kid, as I am an adult.
So that was chapter eight. Yes, alot more imformation on Yoshi and his life. More character development for Ruri. And a struggling, yet progressing on the friendship/ father-daughter relationship with Ruriand Gaara.
Pic of Yoshi's dog, just to give you some sort of image. Only he is alot smaller, and younger. Picture is from google, can't take any credit for it!
Small little fun fact is that Yoshi's dog, Hashiro, has a specific meaning to his name. It means 'Run', which is Yoshi's favorite thing to do, and one thing that him and Ruri can both relate to.
So... Yeah. Thanks alot for reading and stay amazing!
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