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He didn't sleep at night, and so that's when he watched her, that's when he thought about her, because he wanted no one and nothing more than her. Her pale skin, her soft voice, her compassion, she wanted it to be his, forever, though he barely knew her, she wasn't the only one that watched someone special to her. Gaara could do that too, and he could also envy Uzamaki Naruto because he could have her attention without even wanting it, when he, a powerful soon to be ruler of a nation and it's people couldn't get up the gumption to go and talk to her in person.
She was so beautiful, and he longed to have such beauty in his life, but for now, he could only long to hear her voice, and reach out to touch what is to been seen but never touched because of childish fears. He often wondered what happened to make him so afraid of rejection, he knew no boundaries until he fell in love with her, then he made limits, lines for himself that he refused to cross. Lines that kept him boxed into his own little world, forcing himself to watch her from the inside, envying her beauty and her privileges, she got to leave amongst all that was beautiful, she could touch and do no harm. She could feel and bring no suffering, she could be, exist, and not be a menace to society. She had everything, but he found as he watched her that she didn't want all of that, or rather, she took it for granted.
All she wanted was Uzamaki Naruto, a man he would never be, though he wanted to so badly when he realized he meant so much to her. He was twice as strong as Naruto physically, but emotionally he was unstable, and he knew it, mentally, he had too many insecurities for anyone to accept. Because he's not as strong as everyone may think, and because what goes on inside his head isn't as simple as everyone thinks, he stays inside his little box, and never breaks away from routine. Never realizing that maybe this was all Hinata ever wanted.
One night he could stand it no longer, and so he went down closer to her, finally breaking free of the chains that bound him to his fears, and touched her petite face, she stirred but didn't wake. He slowly slipped in bed beside her, knowing all the while it was the wrong thing to do, he wrapped his arms around her and took in the surreality or it all. He froze as her eyes opened and he found himself gazing into milky pools of white, his breathing stopped completely, and he could do nothing but lay there and stare as if in a trance. That is until her soft sweet voice allowed him to breathe easily again as it comforted him in his desperate time of need.
"I know you've been watching me, Sabuko san, I was hoping some day soon you'd realize I didn't really want him, Naruto." She said to him softly as she wrapped her frail arms around his strong and built body.
"I'll stay with you if that is what you want." He said to her in a state of bliss, in a state he'd never before experienced or even dreamed of.
"I don't think you could ever know how much I want this." She replied, and with that she closed her eyes and ruffled his hair with her long delicate fingers.
"Oh, I think I have an idea." Hyuga san." He whispered back, and with that all was quiet and Gaara was finally able to get his hands on something beautiful.