My Best Friend Is a Monster

Chapter two

Asami was royally pissed off. After she arrived at the academy, some girls decided that their time would be better spent bullying Asami than paying attention to class, and when the blonde girl yelled at them to shut up, Asami got another 30 minutes of detention! Talk about unfair!

And then, when she tried to look for Gaara, she couldn't find him anywhere! Asami ended up arriving at the orphanage hours later than usual, with gum stuck in her hair and sand and frustration everywhere else. The other kids ignored her (as usual) and Asami gave up trying to look on the bright side. This day had been extremely shitty, and judging from the angry looks that the matron gave her, it wasn't going to get any better.

She didn't know just how right she was.

...

That night, Asami dreamt of broken glass on the pavement and the cries of a woman who would soon bleed out on the cold concrete ground. That night, Asami heard the screams that had haunted her for a year, and when she woke up, she found that there were tear streaks in her face and bloody memories fresh in her mind.

That night was just like the others that had come after her fourth birthday.

Asami took deep breaths to try and calm herself down, and yet no matter how much she tried to go back to sleep, she couldn't. Goddamnit.

Asami got out of bed and walked downstairs. Judging by the fact that the matron's bedroom light was still on, it was probably around 11 pm, (the matron never slept later than midnight. Ever.) And if she was careful and quiet enough, maybe she could go on top of the roof without the matron noticing.

Nodding along to her plan, Asami climbed back upstairs and opened the window, feeling the cold air against her skin. She always thought it was strange that the days in desserts were unbearably hot, but the nights were as cold as ice. She couldn't shake off the bad feeling that something was about to happen, and that she should know what.

She was careful not to trip when standing on the ledge, and as cautiously as possible, she climbed up the surface of the rocky two-story building. When she got to the roof, Asami sat down and took a deep breath of air, closing her eyes and appreciating the feel of the air on her skin.

These were the moments that she felt most at peace. Asami opened her eyes and looked around, acknowledging the beauty that was the architecture of Suna.

All the buildings were mostly coloured in tones of beige, and most of them seemed to be made of sand or stone and shaped like circles and cylinders. they certainly weren't the same as the buildings in her other life, but they were just as magnificent.

Even if she didn't like her current condition, she could still see the beauty of the land of the wind and appreciate it.

Then one of the buildings was destroyed, and the illusion of peace and serenity disappeared.

...

Asami climbed down as fast as she could and was back in bed just in time for the matron to run in the room and usher the children into the underground basement that the orphanage had installed a few years ago just in case of an 'accident.' (Funny how they were prepared.)

Outside of the building, Shukaku continued destroying everything in its path and showing no mercy to those who ended up caught in his rampage.

Asami was feeling torn. She wanted to go out there and try to help Gaara overcome the one tail's wrath, but as previously stated, she did not have a death wish. The other kids had already fallen asleep, and in case Yuko (She had finally figured out the matron's name!) came up to check on them, she could just pretend to be asleep. Asami figured that was the only good use for those drama classes she had to take in middle school (she might have hated them but she wasn't bad).