A/N: Kamaria here! My first fanfic (please play nice! xD)! I don't really like the Matsuri/Gaara pairing, but I thought about all the different pairings for what I wanted to write, and decided that this was the best! ^^
Rated T, for dark themes.
Enjoy! 3
Disclaimer: …Yeah, pretty sure I don't own the Naruto crew… *double checks* … I don't…
Who would've thought that even after the Shukaku was removed, Gaara could have such a murderous gleam in his eyes? They all assumed he was better now. He was 'Cured'. All the village people, who had just months before feared him, suddenly had no problem greeting the Kazekage as he walked by. They thought there was no longer a reason to fear him… How very wrong they were.
After all, he is a monster. Unlovable. She had almost made him feel differently, but look at her now. He had broken her, much like he had once broken his brother's puppet when they were younger. Holding her lifeless body, he looked at her peaceful features. Gaara briefly wondered to himself if it was better to be dead, but he quickly dropped the notion. She didn't want to die, she had wanted to live, just not with him.
His murderous urges were even stronger now, as if the Shukaku kept HIM at bay. He was losing his mind, and everyone was now his enemy. Including the girl. She was so close to convincing him that he wasn't a monster, but just like everyone else, she had a motive. He had trusted her, damned near loved her (As close to love as a monster like him could get, anyway), and she had disappointed him. He silently reminisced over their younger days.
Out of all the students gathered there, she was the only one who had picked Gaara to be her sensei. The rest ran happily over to his siblings, but she had nervously approached him. He had tried his best, and felt he taught her well enough. She was his only student, and an odd sort of bond started then. After she was kidnapped, and Gaara had rescued her, he felt even more as if it was his duty to teach and protect his student.
He trained her to the best of his abilities, and over time he had gained more students, but he still made sure she had everything she needed in order to become an adequate ninja. It was right before he became the Kazekage that he noticed the changes in her behavior. Things such as; turning red if he got too close, or spacing out during their conversations. Then, one day, he overheard her and another of his female students 'fangirling' over him.
He was flattered, to say the least, that anyone could even consider a monster like him to be attractive. It was then that he started to see her in a new light. He had noticed himself with similar behaviors to those she had shown him, and he found himself being very conscious to her every move. She ended up confessing to him, and he accepted, letting her into his life.
But, their happy life together didn't last long. She started talking to his brother Kankuro. Having ramen together when Gaara was busy, sitting next to each other at dinner, and having late night conversations.
Gaara wasn't an idiot. She had gotten close him for his brother. He looked down at her broken body. Well, his brother couldn't have her. Gaara smirked, the dangerous gleam still in his eyes. Gaara wasn't completely without reason… Perhaps he would allow his brother to turn her into a puppet!
A/N: Haha, kinda a dark little drabble (?).
I apologize for the poor writing quality, but it was my first try at a fanfiction, so I feel it's good enough! xD
Please Read and Review! ^^