My Best Friend Is a Monster

Part 5

"Just wait out here for a sec while I get my stuff, ok?"

The red-head still looked disturbed, but his eyes were no longer that wide and he was able to form coherent sentences, not just words.

"Ok."

Asami quietly opened the door and stepped inside the house, ready to face the matron's hellish wrath.

Gaara stood outside the orphanage, patiently waiting for the girl to come out. He could hear the Shukaku quietly muttering inside his head, and tried his best to ignore the voice that haunted him so.

Of course, he could only do so much. ( Gaara hoped Asami came back soon. )

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Asami did her best to not make her presence known to the matron, she really did, but it was no use. Yuko had her arms crossed and a scowl on her usually smiling face, and the young orphan immediately knew that she was in for the longest scolding of her life.

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Asami walked beside Gaara, her feet barely making any sound at all. The night sky was bright with stars and wow, was the moon always this pretty? Despite all the time that Asami spent staring up at the constellations, she had never noticed that the moon was able to shine this brightly.

The Kazekage's home was right around the corner, and even though she had been the one to suggest the idea, Asami wasn't looking forward to meeting Gaara's father. She couldn't back out now though, so she kept going with a determined look on her face. She was gonna make Gaara feel better no matter what, dammit! (the guilt kept coming and it seemed like it was never gonna stop. Never before had Asami felt so confused and unsure about something.)

"Do you want to sneak in from the window?"

"Huh?"

"Well, you looked a little uncomfortable, and I know that my father can be both intimidating and, well, a bit frightening."

Asami thought this over. On one hand, this way she wouldn't have to make any form of contact with the man she so despised, but she wasn't a coward! She could face anything, and she certainly wasn't gonna back out just cause she was sort of intimidated.

"I'm not uncomfortable! Well, not that much. I can take it!"

Gaara stared at her, looking confused.

"Are you sure?"

Asami's mouth opened and closed like she wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

"No, I'm not. But what i am sure about is that I'm not a coward, and I'm not scared! Unless you don't feel like facing him, in which case I'm fine with sneaking in by the window."

The young red-head smiled at her softly, and instead of waling to the front entrance like he usually did, Gaara completely avoided it. (and by extension the gaze of the shinobi guarding the door) Instead, he opted to go for the back of the building, where the window of his room was.

"Have you learned to walk on walls yet?" He asked her. His curriculum was completely different from the academy's, and even though he himself had already learned to mould chakra and use it to walk on walls, he wasn't sure in the academy students had been taught that particular skill.

"No, I haven't. They only teach you that kind of stuff when you're in your sixth year."

"Okay then. Would you feel comfortable if i used my sand to bring you up?"

Asami's mind flashed briefly to the moment when Gaara had smashed the man's arm and a small jolt of fear (which thankfully went unseen) went through her. Of course, answering that question with a no would only make the poor boy feel worse about himself, so Asami pushed it down and said: