peachpit: This story is not dead. I have had serious family problems and it was put on haitus. Sorry guys. This is a veerryyy short chapter. Forgive me.
Gaara was not pleased.
His hand sat motionlessly on his desk. Unblinking eyes stared blankly at a mess of papers and documents Gaara hadn't even bothered to look at yet. It had been exactly six and a half days since he had sent his older brother on a rescue mission for their sister. Solemnly, he stood up and turned to look out the window, down onto his village.
Perhaps he was dead. That was possible. Possibly they bother were. Kankuro and Temari, that is. Gaara pondered momentarily on the thought of sending more jounin or if he should continue to wait. Kankuro did, after all, practically beg Gaara to trust him with this mission.
Closing a set of icy eyes, Gaara exhaled deeply and decided it would be best to take the rest of the day off.
The cold tile under Tenten's feet made her shiver slightly. She stepped into the shower after hastily removing her clothing; Having been instructed after giving the rude guest's pillows to get in the shower, she could not help but shake violently.
Was this it?
Were they going to send her in that room to…
Tenten shook her head. She had to get it together. She had to come up with some sort of plan…and fast. They timed everyone in the shower, and most likely there was someone waiting outside to give her instructions. Her chocolate eyes began darting furiously around the shower. As much as she would have liked to keep her composure, she was having a panic attack.
She would not be able to go through with this sort of thing. She considered herself lucky up until now, having been given only cleaning duty. She clenched her eyes shut. Being here, this would have been inevitable. She pressed her body against the side of the shower, trying to control her shaking. She couldn't do it…she had to get out of here…
A glint caught her eye.
A razor?
She blinked and, with quivering hands, picked up the shaving tool.
Girls here were aloud to use these, but they were taken and accounted for whenever they got out of the shower. Someone must have been lazy on their duty and not checked the girl who had previously used it. Tenten's eyes widened as a gleam of hope began forming in her mind.
Quickly, she snapped the handle of the plastic area and carefully pulled the razor out completely. Shutting off the shower, she hurriedly dried herself off and got dressed. As she stood in front of the cracking mirror, she formulated a plan. Surely they would search her clothes and such…
Her eyes fell on her hair ties lying on the counter.
…Perhaps she could…
Tenten smoothed the top of her bun carefully as she stepped out of the bathroom, fully clothed. As she had expected, a man searched her before escorting her to the hallway with her assigned room. Taking a deep breath, she walked the way down the hallway by herself. After making sure no one was in sight, she, silently as possible, unlocked the door to her customer's room and slipped in.
To her surprise, the lights were off, and she could make out the lumpy shape of a human lying under the covers in the bed.
"…is he…asleep?" Tenten thought silently.
Not letting her guard down, she took a few quiet steps forward. After a hiatus, she came to the conclusion that he was, indeed, sleeping. She quickly undid her hair, the razor she had hidden in the bun fell into her palm.
Clutching one end, she began taking apprehensive steps towards the bed. She was going to have to do this in one, swift, fluid motion. Make as little mess as possible.
Shaking, her hand slowly motioned to the hem of the blanket. On three, she would strike.
One…
Two…
…thre--
"AHK!" Tenten cried. Before she could realize what had happened, she was lying on her stomach with her face being pushed into the pillows. She could barely move her head to the side to catch enough air. A strong, firm, hand was pinning her by the back of her head. She could feel another hand pinning her down by her wrist. A large weight was on her back.
"…shit…" Tenten thought.
peachpit: I will try my best to update. I can't tmake any promises. I'm dealing with major problems involving the death of a family member and a friend abusing drugs.