He felt tense and apprehensive. Finally able to overpower his father, he became Kazekage. He owned everything, pursued whatever he desired, murdered without consequences. However, it never sustained, never sated his need to overpower. Gaara frowned, killing normally satisfied his obsession for power, but it always became such a chore and boring to him. He peers out his window, closing his eyes as the inviting heat of the sun warms his skin. The young Kazekage sighs and reminisces the many times spent looking down upon his village, watching the many villagers converse with one another and carry on with their business.
He notices a young mother, with who he presumes is the father. He is gently rubbing his hand on her belly, she laughs and gives him a knowing smile. Gaara ponders the idea of a loving mother and chuckles. His mother hated him all right. Her hate resonated so deep in his sand, every moment and kill she was there hating him. He could never love, never feel affection for anything. Gaara lived his life in solitude and he planned to keep it that way.
"Hey." Temari looks at her brother, timidly waving her hand at him.
Gaara absently motions her to come towards him and points at the pregnant woman.
She takes a timid glance at the pair,"Yeah, what of it?"
He shifts his weight on the window seal, and a smile crinkles his features as he continues to stare,"I sometimes find myself distraught, thinking too much. "
Temari turns her attentions to her brother's face, she can see traces of discomfort in his facade. "Maybe you should focus on your habitual neglect of your people, rather than killing them."
His grin widens and she frowns while deeply exhaling "These uprisings are becoming more frequent, you need to take action before people get the notion to ask the Leaf Village for help."
Gaara rests his hand on the window panel and stares absently at the pregnant woman. He feels the need to enslave the people, control and alter their every thought and action. He needs the assurance that he is always in control, always manipulating.
"Yeah little bro maybe you should start on a new hobby. I can't keep covering for you, they stopped believing that you're killing spies forever ago. " Gaara and Temari turn around, Kankuro smiles at them "They're not stupid anymore."
Gaara furrows his brow in annoyance, he wished he could kill all those maggots, but that would only cause more trouble for him in the end.
"I suppose they are smarter, " he looks back at the pregnant woman as she begins to walk off in the distance. "I need to clear the disease, cleanse my nation."
Temari grabs his shoulder "Gaara please..stop this.."
He ignores her and sighs,"Perhaps you're right, but for those who oppose me I will kill them. Just as any man would kill his enemy. "
Kankuro and Temari look at each other and back towards Gaara. He dismissively waves them off,"Leave me be, I want to be alone."
Gaara stares at the soon to be mother and smiles again. A brief image flickers in his mind, ripping her open, sliding his fingers inside and feeling the muscle underneath. He shudders in pleasure. Maybe it was the Shukaku's fault that he felt the need to dominate, to seize control and take power. Destroy free will, rule over his people without apprehension to kill him.
Temari and Kankuro finally left, leaving him to his own thoughts.
"Maybe I should focus my intentions elsewhere.."
*What do you mean? Am I no fun anymore?* *(Shukaku)*
He ran his fingers through his hair, recalling the many faces of those he killed. He grins deviously, and begins to fiddle with his sleeve. Pausing briefly, once he is overwhelmed with the desire to grip the young mother's spine, and to hear it snap underneath his touch.
*Come on, go out there. Crush her, it would be so easy you know? You're notorious for killing your mother, what's stopping you?*
Gaara licks his lips, "I know that. If I keep killing they'll eventually grow smart enough to revolt. I'm afraid to say that if they do that the leaf village will want my head. Because I'd kill them all."
*You're really annoying, brat. Just do it, they won't revolt if they don't find the body. We could bury her too, in the desert.*
"Hm, maybe we should. I don't know she'd just do the same thing scream, beg, bleed. It's the same process, dull and boring."
*Maybe you should go in the forest, wait until some unsuspecting civilian shows up. We could shatter their skull, dig out their eyes and break their bones. You could even severe their limbs, come on Gaara.*
He smiles, it does sound enticing. No one would be around to see, he could watch them suffer let them scream more. "Maybe you're right after all demon."
*You know, we're one of the same you and I. You're the real mastermind, you can' t think coherently without killing someone first. You need to let loose, kill them all. Especially you're siblings. You know they hate you, they want you to die so they can rule your nation, not you. We could kill them too, it'd be so easy Gaara.*
"Just shut up." Gaara becomes annoyed, he kills for the pleasure of it all he's not crazy.
*You're not insane, you're selfish and cruel. And everyone hates you for it, but that's never stopped you. Let's kill them now, come on it'll be fun..*
Gaara frowns, this demon is becoming a nuisance. Maybe he should kill, it's too easy to pass up.
"Let's go then."
*That's my boy.*