Okay, everyone should know that I am a serious Gaara fan. I used to like Sasuke (please don't hit me!) But, now I am fully in love with Gaara. I do not own Naruto, or any of the characters(to my great displeasure). But I do, however, own this plot. Read and enjoy!
I will probably keep this one rated T. I will only continue if I hear anything back. So, just tell me what you think!
Chapter 1: The NewsGaara twitched as his older brother told him of the event he had planned in celebration of him becoming Kazegake.
"You what?" he growled lowly.
Kankuro flinched slightly at his tone.
"I, uh, planned for us to go on blind dates tomorrow."
"And why the hell would you do that, knowing I don't like people?" Gaara demanded.
Kankuro twiddled his thumbs a bit before answering.
"I just figured since you seemed to be more happy, what with being the official Kazegake next week and all, that you might want to find a girl and settle-" He didn't finish, for Gaara's sand wrapped around his throat. Just as it was getting to tight for Kankuro breath, Temari walked through the door.
"Gaara!" she shouted, and ran forward to try and pry his sand from Kankour before he was killed. It did no good. Gaara's sand was unbreakable.
"Let him down now!" Temari shouted at him.
He had slid Kankour up the wall. He shifted his gaze to his older sister, then back to his older brother plastered on the wall, struggling for breath. Deciding that he had had enough fun with him, he retreated his sand back into his gourd.
"Damn, Gaara! All you have to do is go on one date. It won't be that horrible," Kankuro defended himself, and his actions.
"What is this about a date? Gaara?" Temari turned to Gaara who stood statue still, looking out the window now.
"Kankuro made plans for us to go on blind dates tomorrow, in celebration of my becoming Kazegake," he stated for her, not turning from the window.
Temari nodded, taking in the situation.
"Well, Gaara, I personally think that it would be a good idea for you to go."
He turned around and looked at both of his siblings. He didn't love them, he only loved himself. So, why would they try and show affection to him, when he wouldn't love them back?
Don't ask me boy. I have no use for your siblings. But your brother's idea was a good one, if you ask me.
Well, no one asked you, Gaara thought, talking to the demon inside of him. That's right, he had a demon inside of him, and he couldn't change that. Nothing could. So, he just lived with it.
Heh, Shukaku laughed. You are always so damned stubborn. I don't know about you, but I would like to look at some of the beauties in Sanagakure.
Gaara visibly rolled his eyes. Must you always be looking at women?
If they are pretty, then yes.
Sighing, Gaara looked out of the window at the clear blue sky. What could it really hurt? He asked, trying to convince himself.
Nothing, boy, and that is why you should do it.
But, who will pick the date for me?
How should I know? Ask Kankuro, Shukaku said, getting bored and tired from the conversation.
He looked to them again. They had still not left the room. Temari had brought Kankuro a bag of ice for his throat, which was turning red from the assault of Gaara's sand.
"Kankuro, who will pick the date for me?"
Kankuro gaped a bit at him. "You mean you are actually considering going?"
Gaara shrugged. Temari looked to Kankuro and shook her head.
"Oh no, mister. You got into this mess, and you can get out of it too."
"Fine," Kankuro sighed. "I will pick her for you, Gaara."
Gaara nodded solemnly, and then left the room in whirlwind of sand.
"Wonder where he is going," Temari mumbled, as she placed the ice bag on Kankuro's throat.
"Ah!"
"What?' she asked, somewhat alarmed.
"It's cold," he pouted.
Temari sighed and straightened herself.
"Well," she smirked. "I suggest you get to finding Gaara a girl for that date."
"You make it sound like it will be difficult."
Temari went to the door and turned back to him before she left.
"Oh, it will be. Gaara is going to officially be Kazegake next week. That's one point off. He doesn't like talking to people, much less girls or women. That's two points off. He scares mostly every damn body. That's three points off. He-"
"Okay, okay. Damn, Temari, I get it! It will be hard, so I need to get to it."
She smiled, and nodded her head, making some of her blonder hair fall in her face.
"Well, good luck with that. Bye now!" Her laughter could be heard until she left their house.
"Damn," he muttered to himself. He touched his throat briefly, and winced at the pain. He would have to cover that up somehow. He shoved himself off of the floor and proceeded to go outside to start the look for Gaara's blind date.