Pocket Full of Fanfics
Requested by: Me
Pairing: Gaara/Hinata
Theme: Jinchuuriki
Song: Linkin Park-Animal I Have Become
Word Count: 694 (That's short :/)
A/N: Welcome to PFoP, I take requests for oneshots, so choose a pairing and song and leave in a review :D Others will be longer x
I can't escape this hell
So many times I've tried
But I'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
The feeling washed over Gaara again, Shukaku was becoming restless, thirsting for blood. He groaned and clutched his head in a vain attempt to quell the beast who inhabited his body and mind.
"U-Um, Kazekage-sama? Here are the scrolls from Konoha." A timid ink haired girl reported to the struggling Kazekage, Gaara groaned louder and tried to speak.
"L-Leave please...Hinata..."
"Gaara-san? Is something wrong?" Hinata enquired, moving nearer to him, Gaara growled and shook his head, moving himself away.
"L-Leave!" He ordered before Shukaku finally broke free, Gaara's appearance instantly became more angry, more animalistic, more evil. Hinata gasped and tried to get away but he clutched her arm roughly and pulled her towards him. She whimpered and Gaara smirked, his eyes flashing evilly.
"So timid...So weak.." He purred, a hand tracing her jaw line before slicing a kunai across her cheek. Hinata gasped in pain and he chuckled, licking the blood off the kunai and then her cheek.
"G-Gaara-san, t-take control-l..." She stuttered in fear and Gaara laughed at her stupidity.
"Stupid Hyuga, he can't, he's given in to the blood lust." He said cruelly, sliding the kunai across her uncovered arm, Hinata whimpered.
"P-Please.." She whispered and Gaara's eyes widened.
"P-Please, don't hurt him..." A blonde woman covered in blood whispered, she stared at the red headed child in her arms and traced a finger over his face. "P-Please.."
Gaara groaned loudly and released his harsh grip on Hinata's arm, clutching his head in pain. Hinata rubbed her arm where a red ring was forming from the harshness of his fearful grip, she looked at him with sympathy and did something that would of got most shinobi murdered in an instant.
She hugged him.
Gaara froze as her arms enveloped him, her warmth surrounding his chest and arms, he looked up and his aquamarine eyes locked with her lavender orbs.
"I-I'll help you through the nightmare Gaara-san."
So what if you can see the darkest side of me
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal!
This animal, this animal
"This isn't me Hinata, believe me."
"I do Gaara-san, it's Shukaku not you."
"I don't know if I believe it myself..."
"Gaara-san, you are not Shukaku, you are Sabaku no Gaara, a fearless, good shinobi of Sunagakure."
"Thank you Hinata..."
I can't escape myself
So many times I've lied
But there's still rage inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
"Hngh.." Gaara moaned, the pain in his skull increasing by the moment, Hinata walked into his room and saw the state he was in, she rushed to his side and gently placed a hand on his forehead.
"Gaara-kun, your burning up, it's Shukaku again isn't it?" Hinata asked worriedly, Gaara shook his head and pushed her hand away.
"No..I'm fine.." He forced out through gritted teeth and Hinata's eyes narrowed.
"Don't lie to me Gaara-kun, tell me the truth."
"It's not Shukaku!" He roared, a hand flying out which struck her on her cheek, Hinata gasped in pain and Gaara was shocked, icy cold realization spread through him. "H-Hinata..."
"I-It is Shukaku, not you Gaara-kun.." She whispered, her cheek turning red from the slap, Gaara quickly pulled her into a hug and stroked her hair.
"I'm so sorry Hinata-chan...you're right, it is Shukaku..I can't control him, control this rage inside me, control myself..."
"Remember what I said Gaara-kun..I'll help you through this nightmare." She whispered, Gaara nodded, a tear of regret rolling down his cheek. Hinata softly wiped away the tear and kissed him gently, Gaara eagerly responding. Hinata's touch caused the fire,anger and hurt inside him to be soothed, to be quelled into nothingness.
