The black haired girl heard a small musical tune playing from the distance. "Spellbound" by Lacuna Coil, and it was coming from behind the bathroom door. Oh god... She braced herself as she slowly opened the door with a small squeak.

Jari sat on the tile floor, bobbing his head to the music as he painted his toenails in the color in the Caribbean Sunrise. Jari was alive a relieved sigh escaped her lips.

"Jari!"

"Huh?" The force of the pounding music lessened as he turned down the small neon green stereo setting next to him. He looked up at her in worry and surprise, "Aoihi, is something wrong? Did he hurt you?" He asked frowning.

She looked took in his appearance. His shirt was off and his hair was wet and slicked back. He must of just gotten out of the shower, specially since there was still a fog hanging onto mirror. His skin was tan and muscular, his body slim. There were two silver loops with balls were pierced through each nipple and another through his belly button. That must have hurt, Aoihi thought to herself.

"N-no, he didn't do anything to me. I just thought..." She let her voice trail off.

Jari shrugged at her and smiled, "Okay, whatever. But remember, no sex in the bedrooms unless it's with me. I haven't had a good threesome in a while now..."

Aoihi slapped him across the face . He laughed and she stormed out. Glad to know he still had a sense of humor. Gaara was probably pissed at her for blaming him without a cause. She sighed. As She stepped back into the living room Aoihi realized something.

Gaara was gone.

Then as a lone tear ran down her cheek, strong muscular arms snaked around her waist from behind pulling her close to his chest. He was still purring while he nuzzled her neck a growl came out, "Better now, Aoihi?" She nodded with a gentle smile gracing her face. So Gaara didn't really leave after all, was her relieved thought.

"I'm sorry," Aoihi whispered emotionally, "I just thought-"

"I understand," he whispered back softly in her skin, making small kisses up her neck. "I did wanna kill. But I didn't...For you."

"Thank you," She whispered. His tongue slid into her mouth as she spoke, and they kissed, long and passionately. He withdrew, taking her soul with him, and she smiled, her face flushing like a tomato. "So can you get rid of it? The demon, I mean."

Gaara stared down at her sadly, "No. It's with me forever, " he said darkly. "And I don't know how much longer I can keep it at bay. I need to kill something. And I don't want it to be you or Jari."

"I'll help you," Aoihi told him and his eyes widened in surprise.

"A—are you sure?" he asked cautiously.

"Of course!" She said grabbing him by the arm and dragging him to the door. "Now lets go before I change my mind!"

Aoihi walked out of the cave in the way they came in taking his hand as she did so leading him into the woods. Being aware of the surrounding tall trees, sticks, a few fallen logs, and the long grass. As they came to a stop in closely entangled trees, putting her finger to her lip as to keep silent. Then pushed away some brush gently and carefully, and stepping into the large open grass clearing surrounded on all sides by trees even a few flowering ones. Gaara's eyes widen seeing all the deer in the field playing without a care or without knowing what fate had in store for them.

His eyes swiftly turned into the demon in a shy, he turned to look at her with a surprised and slightly curious look. He then asked me in the Shukaku's voice, "How?"

Aoihi smiled with a slight red dancing over her nose, "One day after father went into one of his rampages. He started beating me before choking me. Once I managed to get him off I escaped into the woods with Aqua. Before finding this place." He then took into the clearing, beginning to tear and split the deer apart one-by-one, their innards shot rapidly into the air like confetti. She turned around to make sure she wouldn't get sick while watching the blood and guts go flying everywhere.

After a while, Aoihi looked back and surprisingly she found out that she wasn't disgusted by it. The blood splatter was gleaming red and beautiful, like liquid roses. The guts spilling out was the most magnificent of it all. Her dark gothic prince with the pale skin and the fiery hair. His ferocity was graceful in a way. A way that made her heart stop a beat and her lips turn into a adoring smile.

She shouldn't have been so dumb. I should've been more careful -this place most of all. But Gaara was so captivating that she found it impossible to focus on nothing else. Much less noticing the approaching footsteps before it was too late.

CLIFFY! What happened to her? Thanks for the Comments. I do not own Naruto or try to.

EDITED: 5/28/10. NEXT chapter coming soon!

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