Chapter 22

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Mizumii's POV

I couldn't get it out of my head. It's been 10 minutes after the news crew left and that question was still stuck in my head. What were me and Gaara going to do since we lived in different lands?

I couldn't leave because I'm a leaf Ninja and my village needs me. And Gaara couldn't leave because he's the Kazekage and his LAND needed him. This was really gonna put a strain on the relationship.

I saw something out of the corner of my eye.

"So it looks like the little bunny has an issue with having her new boyfriend. Long distance never lasts you know. Looks like you'd have better luck just not even loving him. How would you two see each other? He's always busy, and you'd just get in his way all the time." I turned to see that little short brown hair chick that had a crush on Gaara. I didn't care but she was beginning to piss me off.

"We'll find a way. And don't say anything about the 'it's not gonna work' thing, because it will." I snapped back. Her name was Matsuri and she was pissed that Gaara was dating me and not her.

"Well when you're gone, I'll just have to steal him from you, which shouldn't be hard because you two will barely see each other, if you see each other at all." She was pushing my buttons. When Gaara was around she was an angel, and around everyone else she was to, but if it was just me and her, she was the bitchiest.

"You really think he'll leave me for you. I highly doubt it." I wasn't gonna let her think she'd won.

"Well, he will. Because he doesn't wanna date a bitch like you"

"Thank you. I know I'm a bitch, and proud of that fact too" I was called bitch and every time I felt like I had accomplished something.

"You're such a whore. A c*nt. A slut, A hoe. I don't even know how Gaara could love such a monster. Who wants to love a neko? They're filthy half-breeds that shouldn't even exist. They just waste space and oxygen. I heard your clan got wiped out. I'm glad. It means that the world has less screw-ups taking up its population. You're all gonna die out soon enough, then we won't have to deal with you filthy nekos." That was it! She was gonna die and she was gonna die NOW! She insulted me, she insulted my species, but worst of all, SHE INSULTED MY FAMILY!

My hands rammed to the ground, indenting the floor. My canines grew huge, even though bunnies didn't have canines. My eyes went blood red, my black ckakra mixed with white and had red swirls in it. My nails grew claw-like. I was pissed, I became the one thing I never wanted to become. A blood-thirsty killer. I have never snapped like this before. A looked at her, she smirked.

I lunged and nipped her leg, making her fall. Silver tears ran down my face. I cut her body everywhere there was skin, making her bleed, and scream.

Gaara ran in as I lunged at her throat,determined to rip it open. Gaara stepped in front of her, and I stopped.

I went back to normal as Gaara cradled a crying Matsuri. He glared at me.

"What the hell Mizumii? What is wrong with you?" I knew that he wasn't gonna believe the truth.

"She just attacked for no reason. She knew I had feelings for you, which is why she wanted you. She even told me that. I turned the corner and she attacked me" Matsuri lied. I just stood there, staring at the floor, crying.

"Why are you crying you blood thirsty beast. Get out of here, I don't want to see your face again." I stared at Gaara.

"B-but Ga-"

"GET OUT OF MY LAND! NOW!!!' Gaara yelled at me, feeling hurt. I looked at him. Then ran out, I could sense the smirk on Matsuri's face. She continued to fake cry into Gaara's chest. Temari saw me and tried to ask what was wrong, but i just kept running.

I ran all the way to the leaf village, non stop. I ran into Kiba's house, not bothering to knock, and fell to my knees at the door.

"Who the- MIZUMII!!! What's wrong?" Kiba was worried. I told him everything. He looked at me and started to cradle me as I cried.

"I just lost the love of my life, because I let a bitch get to me." I couldn't stop crying. Matsuri won.

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