AN:Whoo. So this is my third ever Naruto fanfic. I still have yet to update my other two but I'm going to get around to those. I was reading through some facts about how Gaara and Sakura would make a good canon couple and well...I got this idea. You'll see what it is over time and I'm sorry this is short, but I really just wanted something to hook readers. So here is the prologue to what I hope will be a different story then some of the Gakura fanfics that are out there.
Disclaimer: Nothing in the Naruto world belongs to me. Just the plotline of this story does.
Enchanting Hatred and Love
By Ryaka
Prologue
Her eyes...
The gaze that was fixated upon one of the Konoha medic ninjas that had been escorted to Suna to help in the hospital narrowed slightly. They had been here for weeks now, working as hard as they could to sufficiently train the staff but they were struggling as healing needed great chakra control to do and the medic nin Suna had did not come by chakra control naturally. One in particular was helping them to focus the healing chakra into the palms of their hands before expanding it outward. Such as now.
Her eyes are so much...
He had been overlooking their progress on this day as he had not been able to do so yet himself since their arrival. Although the escort had been assigned to act as messengers for the reports on the status of the training, he liked to see the progress of things for himself. Just as he liked to sit in on all the council meetings that took place. To know what was happening in his village was something that he had become known for as he took an active part in everything that happened. It was one of the great many things that he had become known for and loved for by his villagers.
Her eyes are so much like his
Now as he watched the female's hands glowing with greenish blue chakra, her lips moving as words came forth explaining the chakra system in their bodies to the nurse, her face set in determination as she tried to teach, the beast within him was moving. He did not understand and he tried to tell himself that he didn't want to.
Why...
But yet he couldn't deny that he wanted to know; he couldn't deny that he was curious. As his tenant came to life, moving to see what it was that had distracted his host, the burning of the curiosity was growing.
Why are her eyes...
He watched her move from the nurse backward, to contemplate the way the nurse controlled her chakra , to see where the mistakes of her chakra control lay as the nurse struggled to focus her chakra to the palms of her hands. He watched her as she called to another, asking her to come observe the chakra within the nurse to see if it faltered. As he shifted, so did the sand within his gourd and the beast gave a low growl but he ignored it.
Why are her eyes so much like his...
He didn't understand. She was so much like...
But yet so different...
As he shook his head, a hand came up to his forehead as a massive pain echoed through his mind. The beast was restless, he needed to get away before he grew too restless. He needed to get away from the cause of it. From her.
Why do you remind me of him?