I do not own Naruto! That's a shocker hu? Well any who. Just bored and felt like writing s short fic about Gaara and Hinata. I do not care what you say. They are cute
Hinata is always cute with them Bad Boys ;D Any who… Review! Or be crushed:D By Cookies :D
Hinata stood out in the crowd on Genin going for Chunin. He noticed her. Almost instantly. She was… Like a desert rose. Beautiful but protected. Her amazing lavender eyes. That hime cute hair style, the same dark purple colour from his childhood friend. She wore baggy clothes. A Hoodie white the Hyuuga family symbol on the sleeve. Baggy pants too. He could tell, she was the girl from her childhood.
xXx Flash Back xXx
He was out in the desert, Gaara had wondered the deserts at night often. But he knew. This one evening would be different. He walked carelessly about, they sand flying about his body, scratching against his skin, not attracting his attention though.
'Mother' was trying to speak to him but he did not want it. He did not want to cause other people pain anymore. He just wanted to be loved… wanted.
He closed his eyes and pushed down the feeling. Almost instantly the sand dropped down and he smiled.
This was how he liked it. Just him, not inner demon instructing him. He likes this little illusion he got, once and awhile. That he was free. To help others.
Gaara saw in the distance trees. It must be the border. He smirked and looked back, walking towards the trees and stopping dad where the sand ended. He took in a deep breath and his bare feet made contact with the cold grass.
What a feeling. It made him feel… alive. He liked this feeling. Gaara sat down by a tree and closed his eyes, humming a tune that his mother had sung to Temari, who had sung it to him.
He had heard the girl approaching him, he just did not want to scare her away. She sounded like the slightest touch would kill her.
At that very though a rumble erupted from inside him. 'Mother' wanted her dead. He had to comply. He just had too.
Opening one eye Gaara's jaw dropped. How was he, Gaara, meant to kill a baby angel. She looked so… beautiful. She had a hime cut hairstyle and her hair was a dark midnight purple colour. She had large orbs instead of eyes. Maybe she was blind. But they had a tinge or purple to them and she was staring straight at him, as if she could see him. Perhaps she could
The angel wore a fine kimono. Purple with violet patterns, such as flowers on a vine twisting around her body.
God, she had a soft smile, her small lips were giving her dimples, even more cute. He smiled back at her and felt his sand drop, he was free.
"W-what are you doing h-ere?" Whispered the Angel
"I would like to know the same thing"
"I was out f-for a stroll. Im H-H-Hinata. And y-y-ou are?"
He froze. No one had asked him for his name before. Should he be polite. Rude. Shy. Smug. Stalkerish? He kept thinking unstill he felt a warm hand on his cheek.
"D-did I… scare y-y-y-you? I didn-nt mean to-too. I am terr-terroribly sorry…"
He looked at he and smiled, pumping out his chest and putting his fist to his heart "Im not scared of a girl. Girls are weak. Men are strong."
She suddenly looked down, tears brimming her eyes. "That's what father says. Then he hits me. Are you going to hit me?"
Tears stream down her face, like a river. Gaara just stares at the angels crying, horror on his face. He frowns and cups her face, drawing it up to his. "I must go now but remember this Hinata. You're not weak, your beautiful"
He closed the gap between them, kissing her gently on the lips.
xXx End Of Flash Back xXx
He looked down at his Hinata, sprawled on the floor from her cousin. She was right that day. Her family does seem rude. Aggressive.
She must not be related to them fools.
Gaaah! I was bored so no flames .
Flames = Never ever going to give out cookies to you hoes again :D
