Keen
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Important Note: Another of my female Naruto stories. As always with my female Naruto stories, this follows canon except for Naruto's gender and this time, this story has Gaara present during Pein's attack on Konoha. It's set after Naruto and Sasuke's final battle but has interludes (in italics) set during moments in Gaara's life.
Gaara was such an interesting character in the first series, I'm sad Kishimoto chose not to go into his character more. I really want to delve into his madness and possible recovery.
It's a romance but not exactly, i guess what i want to say is that it's angsty and dark too. I kind of wanted to do a play on the manic pixie dream girl trope and shatter it, Gaara uses Naruto as this goal, this image to imitate and covet and that's not healthy. Naruto is a person not some idealization.
This is just a short prologue, if there's any interest please comment/review.
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Before I Forget
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"Are you sure you want to do this, Kazekage sama?" Kakashi Hatake, the six Hokage asked him for the umpteenth time.
They had been talking the issue to death for the last twelve hours, deciding when and where to seal the free tailed beasts. The eight-tailed jinchuriki and Tsunade Senju would spend the next year sealing bijuu for the Allied Shinobi Forces.
"Yes, I am absolutely certain," Gaara monotoned.
"Let's say if this procedure were to actually work? What safeholds will the Allied Shinobi Force put in place to protect the citizens of Sunagakure if Kazekage sama were to lose control of the Ichibi?" Goza, a councilor of Suna asked.
Gaara grit his teeth, he had gained control of Shikaku once, sure it had taken a dozen or so years but he had done it and been a faithful protector of Suna ever since. Did they still think so little of him.
Gaara looked around at the gathered Kages and their councils and other various important individuals in each village.
No one spoke for awhile and it grew awkward.
Kakashi Hatake sighed and looked to Gaara and his council, "Konohagakure, as an ally of Sunagakure will station to shinobi as protection for the duraiton of year while your Kazekage relearns to control the Ichibi should he survive the sealing. Should the Ichibi attack your village, our shinobi will protect Sunagakure as a symbol of our growing alliance. Is this acceptable?"
Gaara nodded immediately but his council chattered for a moment behind him before concuring.
Goza spoke up once more, "We graciously accept the kind offer put forth by our generous allies from Konohagakure and humbly ask that one such protector be the Kyuubi vessel, should Kazakage sama survive."
Gaara froze, Hatake would have to accept but Gaara knew that Naruto Uzumaki was still recovering from her battle with the last Uchiha, adjusting to her new arm, her health may not be up to task. There was also the problem of leaving Konohagakure without their Jinchuriki protector, but Konoha did seem to have a superfluous amount of powerful ninjas, Konoha would be in good hands.
It would be easy to accept knowing Gaara's slim chances at survival. Still, the thought excited Gaara, though they didn't have much contact, he considered the Kyuubi vessel his greatest of friends. It would be a good year.
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Gaara screams as the ink of the seal begins to dry, it burns and twists, he can feel Shikaku enter him once more, his poweful energy burning his way through his chakra channels once more.
Why did he think this would be easy?
He had heen confident before but as the pain pulsated through him, doubt began to find it's way in through the pain the Shikaku carved through him.
Had it hurt this much as a fetus? Is that why they sealed these monsters inside of infants? So they wouldn't remember the pain? Who were the real monsters here?
Red began to taint his vision, like a drop of ink into water, slowly spreading through him. The bloodlust began to return.
Gaara began to seize as he fought the impulse, someone shoved something into his mouth as he fought not to swallow his tongue.
They had said that the chance of an adult surviving a sealing was 0.01 percent but being a previous container of said bijuu, Tsunade Senju had been generous with a five percent surivival rate.
He could do this. If Gaara hadn't volunteered, if he died again, a poor infant from his home would be subject to this terrible fate. Likely a relation would be chosen, the only candidate would be his sister's baby, Temari was only six months pregnant, living in Konoha with her husband but the Allied Shinobi Force would likely force her to move to Suna once more.
Gaara could survive, he had too, he told himself as his tremors grew stronger, his screams unrecognizeable to his ears, animalistic.
The last thing he saw before losing consciousness were bright blue eyes.