Boohoo I had problems uploading so here's two in a row :P

So far I made stories in order in accordance to the sand sibling's age; Temari in Shikamaru's Discovery, Kankurou in Puppet Master's Charade and now Gaara the youngest paired up with... jajaja read on!
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"Gaara snap out of it!"

"What is it, Temari...

"You're daydreaming again, aren't you? And right before a meeting this time..."

"My apologies..."

It was THAT dream again. For the last few nights the new Kazekage had been haunted with a dream of a girl in the rain. At first it was a blurry vision but the more he saw it the clearer it became and the more waking time it consumed. Even while eating he had spaced out to see the dream of rain only to snap out of it and realize people were staring. People would always stare and make a point that he was a monster but now he was their leader so he hoped that a new relationship of trust might bloom. And staring off into space wasn't exactly what they were craving.

'What the hell... I can't even tell who it is... If only there were a continuation to the dream, one where I could see the girl's face or her hair color or anything that could reveal her identity... stupid dream.' His brow furrowed as he paced back and forth in his office uneasy with the recurring vision. He had even consulted the elder Chiyo-sama and she had dismissed it as the kind of dream that materializes a young man's coming of age desires. But he knew this was different from the steamy dreams he had savored from time to time.

This was perhaps the only thing he didn't like about being Kazekage; the voluntary confinement to the village's radius. Before, if he felt disturbed by anything he'd just walk out into the desert to meditate or angst until he felt better. Now he'd have to find a way to clear his mind inside the village's limits and fast because the dream was really unsettling him. He locked the door to his office and placed a mat on the floor next to his desk. He was resolute that he'd be able to relax and see the rest of the vision long enough to see who was in it. As soon as he closed his eyes the dream began...

The sound of water was deafening. The downpour was so thick as if the kamis themselves were crying. He walked taking slow careful steps, unable to see anything beyond five inches ahead. He listened carefully as the rain crashed everywhere,.. Somewhere ahead it thuds against something higher and softer than the ground. Fearless, he walks in that direction. Soon he sees the silhouette of a female figure drenched in the downpour. He tries to call out but the water drowns all sounds. He gets closer and at this point his dream would always end but he was determined to see more...

He walked even closer without thinking. Her shadow started turning around towards him. A new sensation, touch, as his hand made contact with her soft and slippery wet cold arm. Her body slumped against his and he had to dig a heel in the ground to maintain balance. Her face burrowed in his neck and her warm breathing caressed him while her wet body pressed against him. For the first time he heard her voice, a faint whisper against the roaring skies: 'I've had everything but what I've really wanted I've never had..." Her voice trailed off as Gaara's concentration was broken off by the pounding on the door.

"What is it?" A furious puppet master replied "Are you forgetting you're the Kazekage? I mean. I don't want to know what you were doing that you need the door locked but at least you could've answered any of the gazillion times I called out your name!" Gaara opened the door and apologized briefly, staring quietly at the blonde following his brother. "Well, this is my beautiful Yamanaka Ino, I'm sure you guys have met before in any of our numerous rendezvous with Konoha shinobi. I have a couple of days off duty so I'm going to be busy for a bit and I just came to tell you before you actually noticed I had disappeared."

"How considerate of you Kankurou. Ino-san, you are a welcomed guest in the Sand Village. Now, if you two lovers don't mind I have state affairs to take care off, we can leave social niceties for another time. Or is there anything else I should be informed of?"Kankurou gazed at his brother, frustrated with the cocky attitude but unable to accuse him of being disrespectful decided to leave. Holding on to Ino's hand, the pair walked out and no sooner were the doors closed they were exchanging kisses in the hall unaware of the sand eye staring at them from a corner.

'I've had nothing all along, especially what I've really wanted...' Gaara thought as if talking to the girl in the vision. He had to admit he was somewhat envious of his siblings. Temari had hooked up with Shikamaru and the kunnoichi shined as though the sun constantly spotlighted her. When everybody was driven nuts with Kankurou's over protectiveness of his sister, they sent him away and he returned in love and accompanied by the beautiful Ino. 'Now I need a Konoha girlfriend too...' he thought amused 'As if... they'd only see me as a monster too...' As soon as his brother came back he'd tell the council that he was taking some days off... the dream and the responsibilities as Kazekage were taking a toll on him and he was feeling so tired that emotions were surfacing easily...

In the morning he spoke with an assistant and left a day before his brother returned. He'd walk around aimlessly outside of the village for a couple of days until his peace was back. By midday his sandals began stepping on stones instead of sand and soon after he walked on lush green grass. He was in the familiar forest near the village which was characterized by a cave-filled mountain in the middle of it all. He'd head towards one particular cave that had a waterfall deep in the entrails of the mountain. He froze in place a rain drop crashed on his shoulder. He looked up and smiled at the darkening skies... he kept walking slowly towards the mountain looking around to see if there were any girl coincidentally standing around waiting for him to find her... nothing... yet.

As the downpour became heavier and his vision became limited he kept walking in the direction of the mountain, cautious of the treacherous wet forest floor. Oddly, the day was still light and the sun seemed to shine through the dark clouds, making the surroundings as illuminated and surreal as in his dream. Eagerly he pressed forward but suspected it was unlikely he'd find anyone around or else he would've felt their chakra by now. Thinking he'd seen some shadows ahead he rushed some yards but only met emptiness. He closed his eyes in frustration, feeling the heavy wet sand grind against his skin.

Suddenly he felt it...

It began as the tiniest pulse of chakra but the flow became stronger as the recipient failed to hide it. He followed the pulse as a dog follows a scent and he found her...

Just like in his visions all he could see was the silhouette of a woman in a strong downpour. He stood for a moment just inches away and waited for her to notice him, channeling his chakra in her direction. Before he could blink she turned around and began walking slowly towards him. When they were right in front of each other he reached out to take the hair strands that hid her face but she pressed her cold soft cheek against his palm. Warm tears bathed his fingers loosing themselves with the rain and he pulled her closer. Her knees gave away and she nearly fell to the ground but he firmly held her by the arms. He felt bad that his sand abilities would be of no use right now and wished he had a way of sheltering her from the rain that only seemed to reflect her pain.

He grabbed one of her wrists and turning around was able to lift her unto his back, lurching forward to keep balance. With small steps they headed in the general direction of the mountain and after some meters they reached the entrance of the nearest cave. She kept her eyes closed not wanting to see her savior and he fretted mentally wondering if her eyes were hurt by his sand. "Woman, are you able to see?" she nodded "Are you able to walk?" she shrugged her shoulders indifferently "I mean no harm so will you wait here a moment as I make a fire a little bit farther on?"she sighed and taking that as a yes he went deeper into the darkness.

All these years they had been friends but the blonde betrayed her over and over again. Every time she had set her eyes on a man her best friend had desired the same person too. She must be stupid always trusting and confiding in that treacherous bitch, but she had thought that having her as an apprentice would've helped… not really. The only one she knew for sure she'd never get would be Sasuke, but at this point neither would she. Then Naruto... well, she had to admit that it would be selfish of her to compete against poor Hinata, but no, she had seen the blonde share a sexy glance or two with the Kyuubi boy. And now Kankurou... the nerve!! As soon as she told Ino how hot he looked without the makeup and the costume what happens? they get hooked together!

But she had refused to believe it. All over Konoha people talked about the two "turtledoves", remarking how handsome they looked together when the sand shinobi wore no makeup. Unbelieving, Sakura decided to trail them all the way to the outskirts of the Sand Village. She had seen no evidence of their relationship during the three-day trip until now. Hidden from view in a tree she saw them makeout passionately at the entrance of a cave. The way they looked lustfully and lovingly at each other, the way he tenderly nibbled at her neck... she'd go nuts if they went on... stop the madness! She flew down from her hideout but they ran inside giggling as the rain began to pour wildly out of nowhere. She stood in the rain realizing that maybe this time Ino wasn't at fault; they really looked in love and they hadn't seen poor invisible brokenhearted Sakura.

She stared at the wet toes peeking from her sandals. The young man who had brought her inside offered a hand to help her up and she accepted it without looking at his face. She looked awfully familiar but said nothing as he led her towards a hearty fire. He removed her gloves and her sandals and she offered no resistance until he began unzipping her top. She leaped backwards defensively reaching for a kunai but he wasn't bothered by it. "Don't expect to live to long if you plan on keeping all those wet clothes on." As he said so matter-of-factly he began removing his robe and the sand gourd then threw his head protector in front of her feet. "Oh, and my apologies, I wasn't aware there were any ninja women left who are afraid of showing the flesh they were born in".

He sounded meaner than he intended but it really upset him when people reacted assuming the worse out of him. He stood completely undressed in front of the fire and began shaking off all the wet sand that served as his personal armor. Sakura just stared at the Sand shinobi head protector in the floor in front o her and began to slowly unzip her top. He respectfully looked away and distracted himself with squeezing and drying the white cloth he customarily wrapped around his uniform. As the last of her clothes fell on the floor he walked towards her without looking and wrapped her in the barely humid robe. She wrapped all but her slender legs and sat as close to the fire as she dared. She looked absentmindedly at the flames and slowly came to realize she was wrapped in some of the Kazekage's clothes.

Wiiiii delicious!