The streets were dark in Sunagakure. Gaara sat on the roof despite the cold weather. Autumn was coming quicker than usual. The Autumn Cherry Blossom Festival would begin soon. Gaara looked up at the moon. The new moon was last night. He turned away from the moon and jumped into the alley below. He walked out into the street only to see a figure with long hair being chased by three other figures. The one with long hair was struggling to get away from the other three. Gaara watched in interest.
The girl ran out into the empty street. She looked back to find those three guys chasing her still. She looked ahead just in time to see herself tripping over her dress. She fell to the ground. Two of the guys followed her. They pinned her down. The third man laid on top of her. He licked her face. His other hand grabbed her dress and torn the skirt halfway off. She closed her eyes.
Girl- Let me go...
Man- What are you going to do about it? You really can't do anything...
His hand slid up her thigh and pulled off her panties. She screamed. His middle finger stroked her.
Man- Be a good girl, now. And this will all be over quickly.
???- Yes. It will be. Sand Coffin!
Sand engulfed all three men and carried them away from the girl. The stranger closed his hand. The men were crushed. Blood splattered everywhere. The girl opened her eyes to see a boy with aquamarine eyes standing over her. He looked down at her and held out his hand. She took his outstretched hand. He helped her to stand.
Girl- Thank you.
Boy- Hmph.
She stared into his eyes wondering why they seemed so cold. The girl leaned in closer, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her lips lightly grazed his, before she fell unconscious. He caught her, and carried her to his room.
The morning sun barely shone through the heavy red drapes. Gaara sat in a chair next to his bed, watching the girl sleep. She had long silver hair and fair skin. Her ears were pierced and she wore earrings in the shape of crescent moons, along with a matching necklace and bracelet. Her white dress was tattered, on the account of last night. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. Gaara stood and walked into the bathroom. He took off his shirt and tossed it onto the floor along with his pants and fishnet shirt. Gaara turned the facet on. Cold water ran between his fingers. He splashed some water on his face. Running his fingers through his hair, he proceed to turn the shower on. He stepped into the small space, letting the water run down his body. Gaara was only in there for a few minutes, when he heard a noise outside. Turing the shower off, he stepped out, wrapping himself in a towel. Gaara opened the door to find that the girl was sitting up in the bed.
Gaara- Hello.
She crawled to the end of the bed and got off. The girl sauntered over to Gaara. She stood in front of him and stared. Her dark blues eyes seemed to have silver specks in them like stars. She moved closer to Gaara. He backed up a little. She continued to move closer until he was up against the wall. She pushed herself against Gaara's lean body. Gaara was a little surprised by her action. Her eyes held a look of want in them. Her hands slide up Gaara's bare chest and wrapped around his neck.