Chapter 9


DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN NARUTO ALL BELONG TO ITS ORIGINAL CREATOR.


Hinata locked herself up in Gaara's room crying for what seemed like an eternity, she didn't understand and he didn't offer much of an explanation. Temari didn't offer much assurance either as she was often clueless as to why her brother acted as he did.

"Don't worry Hinata, he is Kazekage for a reason. Odds are if you told you that he cares about you, he means it. Gaara doesn't say that to anyone." Temari's reassurance echoed in Hinata' s mind, maybe she was right...and Gaara didn't say that she will never see him again.

Hinata grabbed onto a pillow and curled up into a ball with it pressed firmly against her chest, she cried until she fell asleep.


Gaara felt this emptiness inside of him, a huge void that swallowed up every ounce of what made him and tossed it into a cold bleak hole of which there is no light. Gaara hated himself now, that he hurt Hinata so badly, but his decision was for the best and he wasn't going to change his mind. Gaara didn't want to lose what means so much to him, Hinata. The Akatsuki would look for a weakness, if they were clever and they were, a bride to be was a big weakness for Gaara and for the village. Hinata is not worth risking. Gaara watched the white clouds slowly glide across the blue sky, ripping out blade of grass, all alone on the grassy hilltop, he longed to hold Hinata, and remembered the taste of her skin...he quivered with excitement inside.

I want you Hinata...you're all mine...

Gaara planned to see her one last time before she was to leave