Hey Sup!! Chapter one is up and I hope you like it!! I started this fan fiction in a different chapter and put some of it into the past, but I decided to start from the beginning because I thought it would be too confusing. So bear with me here.

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-BlackDolphin13-

Chapter 1- Journey To Suna

Flashback

"Hinata, you were chosen to represent Konoha and win the favor of the Kazekage, ruler of demons," Lord Hiashi Hyuga said. He and Hinata were sitting in his office. It was a small room with shelves on three walls and a low desk in the middle of the room. Hinata was sitting on the floor in front of his desk while Hiashi was leaning against a pillow.

"Yes father," Hinata said meekly.

"You must win his heart. It is the only way to save Konoha," he said.

"When do I leave? I have to say goodbye to Hanabi," Hinata said, hiding her face. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, even though she tried to hide them.

"Now. Neji will go with you," Hiashi said. Hinata's head shot up, her eyes wide. Two Hyuga guards came in and grabbed Hinata, dragging her out of the house. She struggled and tried to break away, but the guards held her tight. They brought her to the front entrance where a carriage was waiting for her. They forced her in and slammed the door behind her. Hinata heard a click as the door locked from the outside. She banged on the door, yelling for someone to let her out. Hinata finally slumped to the floor, sobbing as the carriage moved along the road, bringing her closer to the land of darkness where a demon waited in his lair for her.

End Flashback

Hinata thought about her journey to Suna. The Land of Wind was the strongest out of all the five main countries. It was also the land of demons, where evil lived. Demons were more powerful than humans. The strength of a demon depended on their families and their own personal power. The stronger the demon, the longer they lived. The Kazekage Subaku no Gaara was the ruler of this land. Gaara had chosen to take a human bride and each country sent one eligible girl of noble birth. Hinata had been chosen by the Hyuga clan, the rulers of the Land of Fire. She had to compete with three other girls to win Gaara. The winner married him and her homeland received peace treaty with the Land of Wind. Eventually the other three countries would be conquered.

She looked out the window of her carriage at the countryside passing by. They entered the gates of the Kazekage mansion. Hinata refused to cry, knowing her fate rested with the ruler of the demons. Her tears dried up a long time ago.

The mansion was a huge castle. It was made of white stone and had two large wooden double doors at the top of a flight of steps that led up to the castle. She noticed at the top of the steps was a beautiful girl with long pink hair and a deep red kimono. Hinata saw the obi was a gold fabric and the kimono had red cherry blossoms that were outlined in gold. She was directing a team of servants to carry her array of bags up the stairs from her two extra carriages.

Hinata stepped out of her carriage that Neji was driving. Neji jumped down to hold the door open for her. She thanked him quietly, giving him a pat on the arm before heading up the stairs. She left the bags to him. Hinata had only brought one suitcase. The pink-haired girl glared at her as she passed.

A servant girl appeared at the door as Hinata walked in. "Hello, I'm Hyuga Hinata and..." Hinata started to say.

The servant girl cut her off. "We've been expecting you Lady Hyuga. This way please," she said with a smile. She led Hinata through the huge main hall. They entered a room on the right that was just as big. It had four large ornate couches arranged in a rectangle around a table. The room was full of rich tapestries and ornate rugs. On the far side was a dark wood fireplace.

"Thank you very much," Hinata said politely with a smile to the girl as she left. Hinata wrapped her shawl closer around her shoulders.

She saw that two girls were sitting on the couches. One had long blonde hair that covered one eye and a gorgeous deep green kimono. There were gold flowers outlined on the bottom part of the kimono that went up one side of it and tapered off towards the shoulder. The obi was a light green with gold trim. The other girl had darker hair and wore glasses. One side of her hair was wild and the other side was combed down. She had a light blue kimono with a dark blue obi. The neckline of the kimono was bright silver with silver lining on the obi.

Hinata suddenly became very conscious of her own kimono. It was dark purple with a lavender obi. She didn't have any real finery on or any gold or silver on her clothes. Hinata preferred to not to flaunt her status. She sat down on the empty couch, earning glares from the other girls.

The pink-haired girl walked in. She sneered at the other girls.

As the day went on, Hinata learned the blonde was Yamanaka Ino of the Stone, the dark haired one was Karin of the Mist, and the pink puffball was named Haruno Sakura of the Cloud. They were all her to win Gaara's heart. Hinata didn't like any of them.

They all had dinner with Gaara. He was definitely hot, his body better than any man Hinata ever saw. She could feel the deadly aura around him like a black haze.

He sat down and at once all three girls pounced on him. Ino started massaging his shoulders. Sakura and Karin were sitting on his lap, the worst whores Hinata ever saw. They kept running their hands along his chest, leaning down so he could see their chests. Sakura was the worst, almost on top of him. Hinata sighed. Watching them was pathetic. More than once, she caught Gaara staring at her, giving her a questioning look. She smiled and sighed as the other girls glared at her.

Gaara was surprised by the girl sitting in front of him. Unlike the other girls, she didn't immediately throw herself at him. She was obviously the most beautiful, her dark hair accenting her odd milky eyes. He also noticed she didn't flaunt her wealth and was polite to the servants, unlike the other brats.

It was almost too much for him. These girls swarmed him. They were all trying to win his favor, each being more whorish than the rest. Oddly enough, he didn't really want any of them. He had enough demon whores at his disposal. He didn't need a human one.

The quiet girl caught his attention. Her posture and grace betrayed her status and he suspected some ninja training. That was something new. Her hands caught his eye. They were thin and slender. For a second he imagined them running her fingers through his hair, caressing her face…. He had a hard time keeping his head straight. He couldn't stop looking at her face, so serene even when the other girls were trying to break her down.

As the evening wore on, he got even more curious. She didn't say much about herself, avoiding comments about her family. He could also tell she had a diplomat's mind and speech. Unlike the other girls, who only had sex on their mind. He doubted they thought of anything else.

After dinner, he led the girls to their rooms. Three of them hung onto him like lost puppies, while the Hinata girl walked next to them. Gaara decided to find more about her.

He dropped off the other three quickly, declining their offers to come back later. Finally he and Hinata were left alone.

As Karin left, Gaara sighed with relief. "You don't like the other girls?" Hinata asked, a small smile on her face.

"They're annoying," Gaara said. He was rewarded with her laugh, a beautiful sound like wind chimes. He smiled, his first smile since the girls came. They stopped at the end of a hallway near some oak doors.

"Here's your room," Gaara said throwing open the door. He heard her gasp as she walked in. The room was two large rooms put together. To her left was a huge king-sized bed surrounded by red curtains. There was also a dark wooden dresser with a polished mirror hanging above it. In front of them was a sitting room area with some couches, chairs and a low table inlaid with gold flowers. There was also a countertop and kitchen area. It had a stove with a countertop for food.

He could tell Hinata was exited. However, she surprised him by heading over to the counter and stove first. She lit it and put on a teapot she eagerly dug out of her bag in the corner. Gaara noticed she only brought one bag with her.

"Lord Kazekage, would you like to stay?" she asked. He smirked. She was truly like the others on the inside.

Until she asked him the next question.

"What kind of tea do you like?" she asked. Gaara was momentarily stunned. Nobody invited him into their rooms for just tea. They invited him in for other services.

"Green tea," he said randomly. Hinata nodded and started to boil the water.

"Please sit down, Lord Kazekage," she said. He obeyed and sat down at one of the couches.

"Did you bring that tea set?" he asked, noticing the dark tea set she brought over. The pot was a dark blue forest night scene with trees on the bottom and a moon on it. The moon was a milky white that reminded Gaara of Hinata's eyes. The cups were a dark blue like the pot. It suited her perfectly.

"Yes," Hinata said as she poured him some tea. "It was from my mother," she said quietly.

"What happened to her?" he asked. Gaara could see the hurt in her face. The pain was close to his own heart as well.

"I'd rather not talk about it," Hinata said. Gaara nodded, respecting her wishes. "Can I ask you a question?" she asked.

"Certainly," Gaara said.

She smiled. "Will you tell me more about yourself?" she asked.

Gaara chuckled. "That's not really a question now, is it?" he said. There was no darkness or malice in this girl. She was only light. "Well, I'm over 5000 years old. I came into power when I was fifteen, after I killed my father, and I have been Kazekage ever since. AS you might have guessed, I rule as a dictator," he said. "My soul is as black as night and my life has been covered with bloodshed. All of it was my doing," he said. He smirked when she looked away, her eyes downcast and scared.

Inside his heart was roaring at her. He wanted to feel her scorn, like everybody else made him feel. Demons idolized him, humans feared him. There was no place for him in this world and he wanted her to feel it. She was in the wrong place.

Gaara sighed. "You should return to the light," he said quietly as he slowly reached to her face.

"Light? What light?" Hinata spat at him. She glared at him, fury coursing through her body. "If you call life in human lands light I will gladly trade it for all the darkness in the world. My family hated me and forced me here. My mother was caught with many men and died when I was young. My father slept with countless women. Everything I enjoyed in life was either taken away or I wasn't allowed to do it. Any friends were asked to leave. I wasn't a boy, so the main branch hated me. I was in the main branch, so the branch clan hated me. I would gladly trade lives, Lord Kazekage!" she yelled at him.

Gaara accepted that this girl would never cease to surprise him. No one had ever spoken to him like that. "Our lives are very similar, Lady Hinata," he said. "We are both truly alone."

"We don't have to be alone," Hinata said quietly. "Lord Kazekage, I know that you are looking for a wife, but… I wish to be your friend. Even if you do not choose me," she said.

Gaara smiled. "If we are to be friends, then this 'Lord Kazekage' business ends now. My name is Gaara and you may call me that," he said.

"Gaara…. It suits you," she said.

He suddenly had an idea. "Wait here," he said. He ran out of her room. Gaara ran through the castle up to his room in his tower. He grabbed a small box from one of his shelves and hurried back.

Hinata was sitting exactly where he left her. Gaara sat down and held out the box to her. She gasped when she saw it. The box was a black wood inlaid with a lighter flower design, surrounded by silver. "For a friend," he said smiling.

"Wow," Hinata said. "What should I get you then?"

Gaara slowly reached for her face, running the tips of his fingers along her cheek down to her slender neck. "Only yourself. That is all," he said. Gaara stood up, fearing he had overstepped her boundaries. She was different and he didn't want to do anything to her. "Please forgive me, Lady Hinata. I didn't mean to," he said

"There is nothing to forgive," Hinata said.

"Will I see you in court?" he asked.

"If that is what you wish," Hinata said.

Gaara kneeled, kissing the top of her hand. "Then I will see you there."

"Yes, you shall," Hinata answered.

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