50 Reasons Why

Chapter Sixteen

                  Her eyes were beautiful. The cerulean shined with every emotion that flew through them. Her eyes liquefied with every soft, kind, and amusing emotion. The blue melted and could be seen rolling through them, like the ocean. I have never seen the ocean before, but I could imagine it must be beautiful by just looking at her eyes. The baby blue would harden and become a duller color when she witnessed anything unpleasant. Unfortunately, that was what I was exactly seeing. As she coward in front of my presence, her eyes were dull and wide with fear. Before, I would have loved the emotion I was witnessing. It use to satisfy my need for blood, but now, it was far from satisfying. It made me hate myself for making this blonde beauty fear me. But, this was the only thing I knew to do.

As quickly as I saw her fear, a new emotion replaced it. Her eyes hardened but not with fear or disgust, but with a new determined look in her eyes. Her stunned face was filled with one of anger. Complete anger that was only meant for me. Suddenly her small, fragile appearance became dominating as she tried to stare me down. The tension in the air was visible as she silently fought for dominance between us.

"Why did you follow me here?" She questioned through white, gritted teeth. Her eyes were closed tightly as she tightened her fists by her sides. Her eyes flew open and it almost made me flinch with the anger that took over them. "We were doing just find before you distracted me!" She screamed and it echoed through the cave.

Just fine? Was that really what she believed? It didn't look fine at all to what I saw.

"You promised," Did she promise? I stared at the blonde that could make my heart flutter in a beat of time. She looked back and her eyes slowly softened under my gaze. For that moment, I wanted to stop, to bring my hands to her face and touch the soft skin before me, to run my fingers through her golden locks and just hold her. But she disobeyed me. She disobeyed me. She could have gotten killed and I could have never been laying eyes on her again. "You disobeyed me." I muttered to her and her eyes hardened quickly with anger.

"I can't stand back when I am a part of this mission, Gaara!" She screamed and I flinched at my name. She cannot use my name, not now. I can't argue with her if she uses my name, I will lose.

"I am the Kazekage. You disobeyed me. Will a leaf kunoichi really go against another Kage of an ally? How does that look on your village?" I stated to her and I noticed her flinch in her spot. I knew it was wrong to use this card on her, but it was the truth. Any sane shinobi would never dare argue against a Kage, but she did. Any sane shinobi wouldn't disobey a Kage, but she did. Then again, I wouldn't use the word "sane" in the same sentence with her, unless "in" came before it.

"I'm sorry, Kazekage-sama," she hissed my name, "but I find your judgment on my part to be completely wrong. I am just as every bit useful, maybe even more, as Asuma." She snapped. Her face was stern and I could see her fighting to keep it neutral. Really, is this what she believes? After everything I told her. After everything, the hokage said for her not to do. After, every damn thing she can just say "Kazekage-sama" this and I will suddenly listen to her?

"Whatever," I mumbled aloud and she gasped. Her face took on an emotion of hurt but she masked it with anger.

"Now who's being disrespectful?" She asked with a coy smile on her lips. "You've got some vocabulary, Kazekage-sama."

I felt a growl come out of my throat as I tried to repress the urge to sand coffin her. She's so damn infuriating.

"I'm growing restless of your disobedience." I muttered to her and she returned a look that could kill.