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Jaded Eyes... Chapter 1: The Meeting
An oh so familiar Tanuki boy walked along the path to Konoha. He walked through many countries, seeking fights, more challenges or at least tough ones. Ever since Naruto beat him, he roamed around more, fighting instead of senseless killing.
He also became, somewhat, more sincere towards people, except his father. Many others still tried to kill him, but usually died trying. He sighed and rested for awhile by a stream, just staring into the ground. His head perked up for a second, he heard the faintest noise, like a persons voice.
"Singing..?" he made a weird face and moved towards the beautiful voice. He came to a clearing, seeing a pink haired shinobi sitting on a huge rock. She brushed her somewhat long hair and sang a beautiful song that allured him completely. He walked out of the bushes and trees, loud enough to startle her.
"Who's there? Tell me you pervert!" when she got up, he just then noticed she had been swimming in a nearby stream. And with that, she had no top on, just a thong like thing and a big fluffy towel around her. Looking at her made him freeze. But as she turned, she saw him and their eyes met.
She saw Gaara of the Desert standing eye to eye with her. And then all of heck broke loose. Sakura screamed to the high heavens and Gaara's face heated up for the first time in his life.
Sakura threw stuff at him like rocks and chunks of the riverbank, but his sand shield deflected it. She screamed even louder as he walked towards her, his face still blank, except for a reddish pink that stayed there. Sakura fell onto her butt when she backed up, her mind blank with the fear of his strength.
"Sing..." a half pleading/demanding response came from him. Her voice faltered, Sakura practically gagged as she tried to speak. He moved over her, his blank face still on her. She had to be no more than 15 years old, one year less than him.
He kept looking down at her, she only looked away from him. He said nothing and sat, still staring straight at her. She fidgeted more and tried to turn around, but she felt something coarse under her feet. She looked down, and her eyes met a horrified her...
Sand was starting to coil up around her ankles and slowly creep up her legs.
Sakura felt like screaming again, but she decided not to make Gaara mad. He killed when he was mad. She turned and looked at his face, he was staring at the ground blankly.
"You hate me... don't you... just like the others..." Gaara said his brow furrowing at his own words. Sakura had the urge to scream really loud now, but she felt sad for him, and only squeaked as she tried to respond. Gaara got up and walked over next to her and sat.
"Why..?" he knew her answer to the last question, like all others. She fidgeted and squirmed, the sand went higher up her legs, engulfing her middle. She looked at him with such in her eyes as if she was dying. He frowned and looked down. "Well..?"
"Everyone's afraid of you Gaara, your like Naruto, except...well...dangerous..." she closed her eyes as he sand went higher, then it stopped and retreated. She opened her eyes and blinked a couple of times and looked at him. The scene she saw broke her own heart.
Gaara was crying and curled up in a fettle form. She didn't want to touch him but rather run away, but her heart wouldn't let her. Her motherly instincts would react better than her reflexes at some times. And she cursed at them sometimes for her impulses. She pulled Gaara close (even in her towel) and hugged him. His eyes went shot some, but softened a little, even as he tried the put the emotionless mask on, it didn't work. She hushed at him and rubbed his back. He quieted some and leaned against her, breathing in her scent of cherry blossoms.
"Mother..." Gaara mumbled as sleep over took him. Sakura thought it was over, oh ho ho, she thought very wrong. Gaara's eyes opened, his pupils red as fire and blood itself. Sakura didn't notice this though, her thoughts carrying her away as she held his form.
Why do you not scream..? Why do you not run..? he looked up at her, his face in a frown. She gasped some and jolted backwards, taking him with her. He grunted and turned around, on top of her body so fast it made her head spin to see him perform the flip. His eyes stared fully into hers, waiting for an answer. She fidgeted under him, trying to move her arms, but his own held hers down, as well as her legs. Well..?
"I...I..." she stammered, she looked away, only to feel one of his hands lightly touch her chin and bring her back to his own gaze. Sakura couldn't think, she was half naked, half wet and dirty from sitting and being pushed down, and this... killer above her. She frowned, 'killer doesn't suit him right now, more like... ugh! Can't think!' She tried to get him off by any means possible. But when he growled she stopped immediately her eyes fear-filled looking into his.
"You persist in getting away even when you know I can easily kill you right now…" his hand went to her throat, but just lightly touched it. Sakura flinched some, she closed hers eyes and thought. He traced her throat line down to her collar bone, then to the top of the towel that was barely on her now. She went wide eyed and looked at him, he looked at her as well; for the second time, their eyes met, but this was not Gaara.
"Your the demon...the thing in him that makes people run away in fear..." she winced as he growled above her. 'Oh, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die!' her thoughts screamed at her, her head felt like popping at this moment.
"Hn...I will talk later with you…" the red eyes went away, and she was met by jade eyes staring back at her. He gasped and clutched his head some, and collapsed on her.
A/N: (Read, revised, fixed some minor things from 2 years ago, but it's still practically the same.)
