Author's note: My first submitted fanfic! WEEE!!!. wish me luck . Review. Please constructive criticism only.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. If I did, it would be a veryyy different story.

Monster

Gaara Of The Sand stood alone on the desolate sandy landscape.

Again.

His expression, one of terror. He was numb.

Monster.

"No."

Monster.

"No..."

What are you gonna cry? You loved it. The way she screamed your name. Admit it. You loved sucking the life from her.

"NO!" He screamed, dropping to his knees on the sand. "Get out!"

Never Gaara. You're a monster now. You killed her. Love, pah! You enjoyed it.

"NO! I'M NOT A FUCKING MONSTER!" Gaara screeched at the voice in his head.

Yes you are.

"I'm not listening." He sobbed in a desperate attempt to keep his sanity. It was slipping, fast.

Do not lie to me Gaara. I am you. I am your thoughts.

"NO! You are not me!"

Yes I am.

"No...no...no." He whispered now, fighting the traitorous voice that threatened to overwhelm his senses.

You killed her. You killed your son. And you loved it. Yes you did.

"Fucking stop!" He begged.

You loved it.

Gaara's mind was filled with images.

"Gaara. Stop!" The pink-headed girl screamed, running as I chased her down. She couldn't't run. She couldn't't hide. I could smell her blood.

"Mine." I murmured, pinning her to the floor.

"STOP IT!" She screamed as he bit her neck. The taste was rusty, yet so delectable. She fought back, kicking and yelling. I ignored it, overwhelmed by her taste, I wanted to drink it all. She stopped fighting. She stopped kicking and screaming.

"I love you Sakura." I murmured over her lifeless bloodied body. I kissed her swollen belly. "I love you my son."

"NO!" Gaara screeched, tearing out his hair in a desperate attempt to stop himself from spontaneously combustion. "I NEVER!"

Yes you did. You killed her. You're a monster Gaara. You hear them talking, Gaara The Monster. She never loved you. You killed her. She never loved you.

"No..." His voice was decimated to a soft, almost inaudible whisper. "I didn't. I love her."

No. No you didn't. Let it all go Gaara. Let the power take you. We can be the best. The most powerful in all the world.

"Never. You're the monster!"

I am you. That makes you a monster too Gaara. You never loved her, you love power. Power will never leave you. We can be great. You know you want to

"Fucking NO!" Gaara looked at his hands, covered in rusty red blood. Did I?

You loved it.

"NO. I'll will never let you take me. Monster."

Gaara could taste the blood. He slammed his eyes shut. "HELL FUCKING NO!"

"Gaara?" Called a voice, a soft voice.

"Sakura!"

Gaara sat bolt upright to be held back by delicate hands. He was sweating and shaking uncontrollably. His eyes met soft emerald ones, full of worry and love.

"Sakura?!" He cried to his wife, allowing himself to be cradled like a baby to her chest.

"I'm here." She murmured.

"It was.. just a...nightmare." Gaara managed to gasp.

"Yes. It's going to be fine. I'm here now." Sakura whispered to him like she would a child.

"Our son." Gaara gasped.

"Right here." Sakura put his hands on her rising belly.

Gaara let out a sigh, collapsing into her.

"You're not a monster." She whispered, brushing blood red hair from his sweaty brow. "I love you."

Author's note: Watcha reckon?

Pwease review. puppy dog eyes

Not one of my bestest works but meh.

I'm currently working on another GaaraSaku fanfic.

Wee!

Love.

Narkness .

P.S Gaara is sexy.