Pro-log
The hot summer heat. The desert, and very little water. The makings of hell to some, but not the red head that aimlessly walked it. He had forced himself to live in it, alone, and he never complained. He never stopped, and he never talked to anyone. He was a monster. Instantly cursed to never be good or holy. One that would never be loved, or protected by any human. He was simply a tool. One that was only used by Shukaku. The demon that protected him since he was born. Shukaku was the one-tailed demon spirit. He loved to kill, and he had turned the red head into more then just a killing machine. When he was born, his father had planned on him being the villages hidden weapon. Used to destroy all that opposed the village. After many unintended killings though, his father had decided to have him assassinated. He had his uncle sent to kill him. He was only a young child, and not knowing what to do, he let the demon take over. His uncle was slaughtered. As soon as he saw the corpse, he left. He ran and ran. And once he was at the gate he killed the two guards and ran out. And since then, he had never looked back.
I, Gaara No Sabuka, will never bow, will never fall, and will never die. I will never let my feelings go. All my hate, all my desires, they will stay locked in me, and when Shukaku says, I will kill. I wont regret anything. For he is they only one that has loved me. He is the only one that has protected me. I would almost say I love him, and i owe him much more then my life. I owe him every drop of blood i spill. I will walk this land with him. Till He tells me my life as his host is over. Then and only then will my role be fulfilled.
Gaara's Pov.
"Shukaku, we're here. The sand village is just ahead. I'm planning to walk right in." My voice made its way out in its normal monotone. And the sounds of everyday life ran on in the village. The sounds of happy wives, and hard working men, along with the cheerful sound of children playing. My head drummed as his voice replied. 'Then kill them. Make me proud my dear Gaara, make them all disappear. Teach them the feelings you have felt your whole life.' I grinned when he said 'dear Gaara'. It made me feel alive, to hear him speak of me in such away. No one had ever done it but him. I started walking, moving my hand to my pockets. The mounds of sand at my feet started to stir with each step. I could feel him push his power into my blood. His power slowly making me excited. "Oh how the sounds will just be... amazing. The corpses all bloody and crippled laying at my feet as I kill them all." I took one last step as I entered the village. It was small, maybe around a hundred or so people. The gate guards tried to stop me.
"Hey man, you cant just walk in! Why are you here?" The white haired guard shot at me. Then his partner gave me some kind of evil look. So appealing. Her tall slim body supported small breast, one that were hardly play size in my opinion.
"I guess you to will be the first." I moved the sand around them quickly and crushed them. The sounds of strained screams and bone crushing rang through out the village. With in seconds the whole village was looking at me. The kids had stopped, and all the adults dropped what they were doing and looked at me. I took their pause as a sign of forfeit. The sand shot out. Taking them all. With out my control they all were crushed. Blood splattering the walls and sand roads. Panic set in and the ones that were not targeted first ran. Closing doors and hiding. I let out my laughter, as sand flooded the whole town. Flowing over the wooden walls, and into every house. 'Gaara, having fun I see. But watch out.' Right as his words entered my mind shuriken flew at me from behind. The sound of the wind gave it off, and the sand came up as a wall and caught them all in mid flight. I spun around to look at them. Six ninja, all wearing the Sunagakure head band. Turning on me? The kazekage's son? "Fuck you! You fucking dare to attack me!" Sand shot at them hitting two in the gut sending them flying in half. Blood shot onto the ninja next to them. A blond ninja with a small sword charged me. Her tan skin made her kinda cute. My sand came up and caught her arms, and with a twist of my hand they snapped. I was so focused on her, the other three saw a chance and came at me. Making similar hand signs they came at me with full force. My sand came up around me in a shell that lifted me off the ground. Some kind of wind hits its hard shell and sounds of denial ran throughout the small battle field. I thought of my next move, and after a few hand signs my third eye came out. Making its way out on to the battle field. I could see them all. Rushing to blondes aid. While who I assumed the leader looked at me. His eyes glared at me. Sending pleasure that forced its way throughout my body.
"Gaara! Just give up your out numbered!" The assumed leader yelled at me. Pulling his knife out he begin to charge.
My laughter was so noticeable all of them stopped. And my command was spoken, "Giant sand coffin!" Sand flooded them all. Taking them up and swallowing them. "Giant sand burial!" A forceful push down sent them in to the depths of the sand ocean. "Never rest in peace." The sand fell around me. As I fell to the ground. Landing on both feet I looked around at the destruction. A few were left crawling blood rushed out from gashes and small cuts. They would all die soon, no one will make it out of this. No one ever did. 'Gaara, dear i'm going back to sleep. Clean this damn mess up.' His voice came again, speaking his rule. "For you Shukaku, anything." I looked around at the destruction.
Amazing. The sand had leveled the whole village. Completely flat. Wood chunks were scattered through the ocean, along with several corpse and limbs. It was complete devastation. Crys were notiable in the short distance, filled with pain and shock. My fishnet shirt was loose on my pale skin and I felt a slight tug. I turned on my heels fast and backhanded the figure that had pulled it. They went crashing into the sand. Blood coming out of its lip where my hand had connected. I took a close look. It was a girl, maybe fifteen. Not much younger then me. She layed on the sand, long black hair flooded around her face. Her cherry lips gleamed in the light of the sun, and her dark brown eyes looked up at me with... admiration? She didnt look terrified at all. Not even shocked. She held no noticeable facial expression, not happy, nor sad. Her pale skin held some small cuts but nothing fatal. She was in my opinion beautiful. Simply a wonder. Something i could stare at and feel for. I walked to her. And stood in front of her. A small grin coming onto my face, and then I kicked her. Right it into the gut. Her body launched forward. "Gah!" She coughed out. I laughed, lovely. I started kicking harder and faster. "Gah! Please stop it!" She begged me. There it was. The pleasure, the sight I could stand. I sent one last kick and then dragged her to her feet. My sand forming a wall behind her. I slammed her into it. Her blood running down the side of her lips.
"Let me get that for you." My tongue licked at the blood trail and she flinched. Trying to pull away. I slammed my free hand into her stomach. And watched as she coughed, and gasped for breath. "Listen bitch, no one can touch me. That includes my damn clothing." I pulled her off the wall and slammed her back into it with more force. "When i'm fucking done, your corpse will be all thats left." And there it was. The slight signs of horror spreading onto her featers. Her flawless cheekbones, and rosy cheeks, her delicate lips slightly opening, and her brown eyes closing. Her black hair hung lifelessly around her doll face. And it gave me an idea. I moved my hand from her neck and took a hold of her hair. And yanked till she strated to cry. I threw her back into the sand, and kicked her one last time. I watched as she layed down. just holding her self.
He mouth opened and she spoke, "Your kanji says love. The one above your left eye. Why would it say that?" She layed there, coughing and crying. And she had managed to choke that out. I slammed my foot into her side and laughed.
"It says love. Huh, I wouldn't have guessed. I mean, I wear it all the damn time." I kicked her. "It means, I love myself, and the one that protects me. Then again some say, it means I love what I do. The only thing I do is kill scum like all you pathetic waste of human life." I kicked her with more force and she went sliding across the surface of the sand. "Wanna see something cool?" Before I let her reply my sand rapped around her small body. And lifted her up off the ground. "I can do this thing. Where the sand compresses on its self. Anything in its grip, is literaly crushed flat. I mean completely flat. No more. It hurts like hell." I bent forward and watched as she scratched at the sand that had shakled its self around her wrist. "I'll crush a little bit of you before I kill you." My hand came up and just before i closed it- 'NO!' My head rang. My hands shot up and gripped my scalp as I fell onto my knees. 'You damn fool! If you kill her, I leave. I never thought id say it, but that girl lives.' His voice. It told me not to hurt her?
"Shukaku, what are you saying? My only wish is to kill for you." My head rang and pain shot into my body. 'Not this one. Leave her.' The sand fell from around her and made its way back into the ground. 'Its time to go kid.' His voice fled away. And I tried to take it all in. How could he say that.
"Don't kill her?"
Well, that's chapter one. I know, not much. But if people review, maybe ill add more. Ha-ha, no need to waste my time right? Ha-ha. So gaara, i thought id make him the way most people saw him back in season one of Naruto. He was the cruel, blood thirsty monster so many of us longed for. Haha, dont get me wrong though, he is just a red headed panda bear. The whole story he will be cruel. But it is a romance, so expect it! Anyways, Whole story is dedicated to two people, My best friend william, and my friend Vale! Both are amazing people, and im hela glad I have them. anyways R&R!
Xxx Disclaimer xxX
I don't own any of the Naruto characters, Nor the beginning plot. Though i do take credit for my created OC's, and the much different story of Gaara's future. All the original Naruto cast belongs to the Human anime god (In my opinion.) Masashi Kishimoto. I only plan on saying this once. Ha-ha. ^.^
