Heart of Many Colors
Chapter 1
The changing mist
It had been a whole week since Gaara had gotten his tatoo, a whole week he had only thought of one person, Amaya. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get her off his mind. He thought she was beautiful, and that she was amazing, and he wanted to go see her but he couldn't.
He was the Kazekage after all, he would attract a lot of attention. The only reason he had been able to go in the first place was that most of Suna's citizens had been at work. Thursday's always were kind of busy for most people, and the streets were practically deserted on this one day a week.
It was Thursday again and Gaara was laying in bed, trying to decide what to do. He could either go up to his office and spend his day off catching up on paper work, or he could go see Amaya, he was leaning torwords the later. But he was nervous about seeing her again, what if she didn't want anything to do with him? What if she had learned about his past? Would she care? If she didn't know should he tell her? So many questions were racing through his mind at a hundred miles per hour, as soon as he heard one question another would take it's place.
Gaara was for the first time in his 20 long years, having girl problems. He wished he had payed more attention when Kankuro had been talking about one of his many dates, maybe he could have learned something. He was confused, utterly, truly, painstakingly confused, how could some girl make him feel completely powerless? There was no one he could talk to about it, Kankuro would tell him a bunch of crappy pick up lines, and Temari would start planning his wedding. What should he do?
Finally making his decision, he got up from bed and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
45 minutes later Gaara remerged from the bathroom with a fluffy red towel around his waist. He quickly dressed in a pair of black jeans and a black tee shirt that had the suna symbol on it in red. He hoped dressing in civilan clothing would help him blend in better in case he did run into anyone.
First he checked his office to see if anything important had got onto his desk during the night, nothing had. He was free to go and to do what he wanted, of couse someone would be watching him and reporting everything he did back to the elders. But he didn't really care anymore. Yes they had been pissed about the tatoo, but there was nothing they could do about it, and they didn't scare Gaara at all.
Gaara was quite nervous even though he didn't look it. This was his one shot, he had to do this. And if she rejected him then he would know that she didn't love him the way he felt himself falling in love with her.
As he left the Kazekage building he got a few stares but that was normal, and he was used to it.And when he came to the familiar door, that no held the same sign as the one on her door, he thought his heart would break out of his chest. He opened the door and took a deep breath, then started to climb the stairs. He knocked on the door, he heard someone yell "one minute," and waited.
A few minutes later a girl with shoulder length blood red hair pulled back into a loose ponytail at the base of her neck answeared the door.
She was dressed in a black tanktop, black baggy shorts (like the ones they were in sports, shiny)over red fishnet stalkings, and no shoes. There was a surprised look on her face, showing hhim that she knew exactly who he was.
"Ummm is Amaya here?" he asked nevously.
"Gaara," he looked up at her, relizing that she sounded and looked a lot like Amaya, must be sisters, he thought. "Its me Amaya…."she looked down at her feet as if ashamed of something.
"You look… different."he said eyeing her, he notice that most of her peircings were gone. He was even more confused now, but he couldn't help but think that she still looked beautiful.
"Ummmm…. I guess I should explain," she moved aside and he entered, she closed the door behind him. "follow me." She walked over to a door that Gaara would have sworn on his life hadn't been there a week ago. She opened it and went through Gaara right behind her closing the door after they where both in. "This is where I actually live" she said as she sat down on the couch, Gaara sat down beside her. The room was smallish and the kitchen was visable from where they sat, there was also a short hallway that had three doors in it.
"So what do you need to explain?" he asked .
"The reason I look different. But I want to tell you my side of the story, the reason I moved to Suna," she said shifting so that she was facing Gaara on the couch "You ready to hear it?"
"Yep." He answeared.
"Okay the reason I look different is because my blood limit allows me to change my apperence at will. Like I wanted red hair today, so I have red hair. All I have to have is enough chakra and the use of my hands." She stode up "Now don't try this, cause it won't work unless your related to me on my mothers side." She preformed a few hand signs and her hair started to change color, finally she let it settle back onto the red color it had been a few minutes ago. "See?"
"Wow…, but I've never heard of that blood limit before…" he said still in a bit of a daze.
"It's very rare, and no one outside of the family knows about it except the mist village leaders and now you. Now for the reason I'm here. My parents died on a mission, and after they died mist wanted me dead. I don't know why, maybe because they knew that I had more power with my blood limit than my mother had with hers. So I left the mist and went to rain for awhile, but people still tried to kill me there." Gaara looked at her curiously "I'm the only one alive with this blood limit, its very rare even in my family, maybe 1 in 20 might get it. But my parents did the impossible, they had two children with the blood limit. My mother had the trait, but my father, who was my mothers 1st cousin did not."
"What happened to your sibling?" Gaara asked when she stoped to take a breath.
"When I was 12 my father died on a mission, and my mother decided she couldn't live without him. She killed herself a few days later by drinking poison, she was the first kunoich in mist to kill herself. Me and my younger sister, Mizuki who was 8 at the time, went to go stay with an old family friend. Within 2 monthes my sister had grown ill and died. Last year I heard a rumor that the family friend we had been staying with had been paid by mist to kill us. But after my sister died I kind of assumed it, so I ran away to the rain village, 3 years late when I was 15 I went back to mist for 4 long years. I didn't tell anyone who I was, and I didn't change my apperence at all in those 4 years. And now I'm here, trying to get my life back in order." She finished looking down at her hands like as though they were the most interesting thing in the world.
"I'm not sure what to say, I've never been good with emotional stuff ." Gaara said, then leaned over and pulled Amaya into his lap and held her against him. She began to cry, a few minutes later she finaly got a hold of herself and tried to get up, but Gaara held her where she was.
"I'm sorry, I'm sure you have more important things to do than sit here with me." She said
"Actually I can't think of anywhere I'd rather be right now." He said tucking a stay piece of hair behind her ear. "Amaya I think I'm falling in love with you." She stared at him incrediously, " The more you tell me the more I just want to hold you in my arms. I've never felt this way before…" he said looking off to the side and studing the wall.
"Gaara," he looked at her "I like you, I like you a lot. I barely know you, but I feel like you're the closest person to me right now, metaphoricly and physicly."
Gaara smiled, and so did Amaya. " Come on I want to show you something, will you come with me for awhile?"
"Yeah but let me go get changed real quick," she said getting up and walking through the door at the end of the hallway.
About a half hour later she come back out of the room with dark blue hair that went half way down her back. She wore a black tee shirt that had a fairy dressed in all blue an it, and a pair of black jeans that flared around her black platform flip flops. All her nails were painted the same dark blue as her hair and she wore very little make-up.
She now had both earlobes peirced, the left side of her nose, her right eyebrow, chin, and tongue were all peirced. From her ears hung small silver skulls that had dark blue rhinestones for eyes. She also had a few tatoos that weren't visable.
"Wow you look so different, yet so beautiful,"he held out his hand to her and she took it as he asked "Ready?"
"When ever you are." She answered, they wlked back into the shop, then out the door.Gaara didn't let go of Amaya's hand when they got outside, instead he tightened his grip. He led her through the city, pointing out things that he thought she would like or that were important to Suna's history.
When they came to the Kazekage tower Amaya was completely wipped. Gaara was still holding her hand, as he had been all day, and the only reason they were now coming here was because people were starting to get out of work. Gaara, seeing how tired Amaya looked, let go of her hand, turned around and she climbed onto his back.
Gaara walked through the tower torwards his office, but once there he relized that Amaya had fallen asleep on his back, he took her to his chamber and lay her in his bed. Then he walked over to the desk in his room and wrote her a note about where he was, and put the note beside her on the bed. Then he left to go to his office and see if he had anything urgent that had to be done.
When he got back an hour later, at about 6:30, Amaya was still asleep. He climbed into the bed beside her and gently shook her till she woke. She opened her eyes and gazed at him a small smile appered on her lips.
"Did I doze off?" she asked sitting up, when she looked around the room she turned back to him, "Where am I?"
"Your in my chambers, and you've only been asleep for about an hour." He said smiling at her as she fell back on to the bed and looked over at him.
"You should have woken me up."she said.
"I had some work to do, and you were tired so I thought you could use a nap…" he said looking at her and smiling.
She laughed, "What time is it?"
"About 6:40. Are you ready for dinner?"he asked getting back out of bed.
"Yeah I could eat…" she said.
"Good than get up, we're meeting my siblings and a few other important people at 7:30 for dinner downstairs in the dinning hall." He said going over into a room that was a closet.
"But I'm not dressed for that kind of thing!"she said staring at the door to the closet.
"Hang on one sec…" He came out with a big book in his hand. "Here take this and look through it, when you find a dress you want go into the closet over there and press the button on the wall. I'm gonna go to my office to check on a few things, then I'll go to a guest room and get dressed." He said heading for the door, and leaving.
Amaya sat in bed and looked through the book, on each page was a beautiful dress, and the last 20 pages of the book had accessories (shoes, jewlery, purse, ets.). Once she had looked through the whole book she finally found one that she liked and accessories to match she went into the closet that was the size of her living room alone, and started to look for the button. Once she found it she pressed it and a old woman appeared infront of her.
"Which dress would you like?" she asked motioning torwards the book in Amaya's hand.
"This one, with these accessories." Amaya showed her what she wanted and the lady nodded.
"I'll be right back with these, and would you like me to call someone to do your hair and make-up?" she asked kindly.
"No I'll be alright thanks for asking though." Amaya said.
The woman disappeared and Amaya went out into the room, which now that she looked around was bigger than he whole apartment and shop put together. She sighed, it was gonna be a long night.