Deleah: Hahahah OMG you guys are not going to like this chappy!
Gaara: **crosses arms** I do not like this. at all
Liiran: Gaara? O.o But your dead!
Deleah: ROFL I'm confuzing them
Gaara and Liiran: STFU! you dont own Naruto!
teehehe.... enjoy...?
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Liiran subconscious POV
Black. It was dark. Loud. There was to many sounds. Hot flashes sheathed through my body. My body... Who was I? Where was I? I thought deeply for a few seconds... I was Liiran. But really, who was Lliran? Was she loved? Did she belong? The answer was yes. She was. Was, being the key word. Liiran was dead now. I killed her. I killed myself. But if that was the case, then why do I feel all of this pain? Perhaps I was being punished. Who was I too know?
That's a stupid question. I have eternal rights to be a goddess. I could know anything, and everything. Perhaps, my time had finally run out, and this was the process that would end it all, and start it all. Or perhaps I was still alive. Perhaps I was kept on the brink of death so I could suffer through Gaara's death.
Oh god. His death. How could I forget? I opened my mouth as if to cry out, but all that came was silence. My silence. Then there was a voice, trying to awaken me
"Liiran? Can you hear me? Liiran, you still have a debt to pay" these were not the right words to make me wants to live, but they did stir my conscience. I had a debt. And things I still needed to learn. I couldn't leave with out the truth. Or perhaps if I died completely, the truth would wait for me? Death... It seemed like the easy way out. Did I want the easy way? What did I need?
"Revenge. We can avenge Gaara, together" the voice once again spoke. I stopped for a second. Revenge. With help. Did this voice, love me? It wanted to help me. If I opened my eyes, I would see my saviour. They could help... Did I want help? No. I just didn't want to be alone. I pondered my decisions.... It was hard to chose. After minutes of thinking, I decided. With a final breath, I opened my eyes
Liiran POV
"more water! Clear!" I felt someone's hands on my chest and a warm surge go through me
"is it working?" a creepy voice hissed
"I'm working!" there was a flash of yellow light, followed by immense pain. I screamed bloody murder, my eyes snapping open to see a bright lamp above me, surrounded by darkness. Voices were loud. I saw a few flashes of something purple, a red stain. Silver rimmed glasses, and then, I didn't see anything at all
Kabutos POV
"more water! Clear!" I yelled, pressing my chakra infused hands to Liirans bloody chest. Sweat poured off my forehead. She was dead. She's been dead for minutes now, but I couldn't give up. Perhaps it was her beauty, that drove me past the point of obsession. All I ever thought of was her. I needed her. She was mine. Her body convulsed beneath my hands
"is it working?" Orochimaru hissed from the back of the room. I growled and grabbed an energy needle, stabbing it right into Her forehead
"I'm working!" her body convulsed and she screamed like I was ripping her heart out. Which she did herself. Her eyes flashed open for a second, meeting mine, and then they closed. I lay my head on her chest, checking for her heartbeat. at first there was silence... Then...
Thump
Thump thump
Thump thump
Thump thump
My eyes widened, and I looked at Orochimaru. His eyes narrowed
"well?"
"she's alive"
Liiran POV
I woke up feeling like I had drank three quarts of sake. I opened my eyes and groaned, the light making my head feel as if it was about to explode. I heard some light shuffling and then a timid voice whisper
"Liiran?" I turned to see Kabuto eyeing me with a worried look
"Kabuto?" I asked confused. I looked around too see that I was in my room at Orochimarus base. For a second I was confused, then I remembered. Gasping I sat up, only to feel excruciating pain. Kabuto jumped up and placed a hand on my shoulder, pressing me back down on the bed.
"don't move, your still injured"
"injured?" he nodded and gestured down to my front. I looked down, and gasped. My chest, wrapped in thick bandages was covered in blood. I prodded it with my index finger, and screeched slightly. That hurt like a Son of a-
"your really lucky I was there to save you Liiran! What were you thinking?" he asked, his voice was quiet, yet deadly. I glared up at him
"Gaara is dead! I have nothing left here!" he glared right back, getting right in my face
"you have revenge! You have a debt to pay!"
"maybe I don't care!" I yelled, getting close to his face, my eyes darkening
"maybe you should!" and with that our lips met, and I felt myself fade into darkness. The most evil, cruel kind