I re-edited everything to the best of my abilities.

I screwed up big time, basically I accidnetally replaced Chapter ten with the wrong document, meaning some things changed, and on top of that I don't have the original copy of chapter 10. But I guess its okay since it still sort of makes sense :[ please bear with me as try to fix everything.

The last chapter just ended with the end of the exams and everyone went on that one month training thing. The first day starts in this chapter.

Enjoy.

He watched her day and night, examining her every movements and how she acted with others. Her smile glowed with each new person she met, and her eyes softened whenever someone mentioned the Uchiha boy. She was still thinking about him, which made him sick with envy. It was hard adjusting to the emotions raging through him all at once. Every time he tried to shut everything out, her face would always appear in his head.

Her beautiful, haunting face would torture him day and night, knowing she'd never choose him. Her kindness was just in her nature. She treated everyone like this; like they pawns in the game called life. The demon growled, feeding his mind more negative and dark thoughts. She needed to die and he wanted to it end. Her blood will run down his hands as he pulls her heart out and crush it.

However, there was a part of him that wanted her to live and stay by his side. His human side, the one that was less insane and more attuned to his emotions. His pruned heart would thump loudly every time he said her name; it rolled off his tongue so perfectly. She was missing puzzle piece he was searching for; she would be the one to save him. They hadn't made any contact for a while, except for the occasional whisper he would say to her before she went to sleep.

What he wouldn't do just to feel normal for a day, walk about the streets like everyone else. Instead he had to hide from the world and conceal who he truly was. It was becoming harder every day, to resist her. He had never been so obsessed with a human.

She would come to fear and love him. She would hate his existence and he would relish in it. But at the same time, he didn't want to feel anything, especially love. It was impossible for a monster to love anything.

"Alright I'll see you later!" Sakura waved farewell to her friends walked off in a different direction.

Silently in the shadows, he followed her every footsteps; never looking away. He could have snatched her up right then and there, killing her in front of all these people. But like always, there was something stopping him. Curiosity and attachment prevented him from doing anything. So instead, all he could do for a while was torture her.

Sakura walked to the Ramen shack, hoping to find Naruto there, but to avail. She was disappointed; she hadn't seen him or Sasuke in days, even Kakashi was gone.

She was tired of running around looking for everyone; they all disappeared and left her behind. There was nothing left for her to do except train for next year. It was lonely walking by herself, everyone was gone and she hadn't heard any news about anything for a while. Even Gaara had disappeared.

The last time she say him, he ran away from her and disappeared into the night. After that, there was no sign of him. He stopped everything; all his marks had vanished, leaving no trail behind. It was sad to say, but she was actually missing him. She wanted to talk to him and get to know who he really was. She wanted to know what caused him so much pain.

"Where are you?"

She was disappointed and started walking home. There were plenty of people out and they all seemed to be in a hurry. Everyone looked like blurs, zooming past her with unrecognizable faces. The streets were crowded and it was impossible to walk past someone without bumping into them.

"Hey watch it,"

Sakura stepped back, recognizing his face. Kankuro, she remembered him from the exams.

"Sorry," She bowed lightly and tried to make her way when he grabbed her arm. She looked back and saw him grinning at her.

"Hey I remember you."

"Is that so?" She tried to pull her arm away but he kept his hold.

"You're that Sakura girl who fought the blonde; and lost." He chuckled.

She became irritated, "I didn't lose; it was a draw." She finally yanked her arm away.

"You're cute when you're angry."

"Um, I'm going to go now," Sakura turned to walk away, but he jumped in front of her, "What do you want?"

"You know since I'm staying here in the village, how about you and I hang out for a little bit?"

Her eye twitched, "Not interested."

"Aw, come on," He inched in closer to her.

He was bigger than her, so fighting back wasn't going to help. But she had to try something, she raised her hands up to push him away, until sand interfered and blocked the two. Sakura was too stunned to move. Kankuro, however, became very frightened and his face became pale. He kept backed up until he hit a wall.

"Stay away from her," Gaara's menacing voice reached her ears.

He suddenly appeared and stood in front of her, glaring at his older brother.

"I-I'm sorry Gaara, I was only fooling around." Kankuro's voice was shaking.

"Not with her."

"Yes Gaara." He quickly scurried away, not wanting to deal with the wrath of his younger brother.

Her heart was fluttering; he was so close. She never expected him to be so protective of her.

"Thank you."

"Excuse my brother; he can be foolish at times."

"It's alright; I should have paid attention to where I was going."

He leaned in close to her ear, breathing against her skin, "Be careful next time," Then disappeared in his shroud of sand.

She let out a breath of air she was holding in and hurried away home, careful not to bump into anymore people.

He had to stop himself from getting too attached, he shouldn't be surprised that people wanted her, she was beautiful and naïve; an easy prey for anyone. Even his good for nothing brother wanted her. No one was ever allowed to touch what was his.

"What is happening to me?"

You're getting soft boy, she's making you soft.

This needs to end.

Then end her life.

He didn't know if she should listen to the demon, everything it said always related to death. But he did want to end it. Tonight, he would end it all. She was changing him, morphing him into a useless human being.

But he didn't know if he had the strength to eliminate her. He could have done it numerous times, but he chose to let her go, he let her live. She was the only person to ever make him think twice about killing. He was changing, and didn't know if he liked it. His head was ripping in half, one minute he wanted her and the next he was ready to tear her into shreds. It was the fear of rejection driving him wild; he had seen the way she looked at everyone else, it was different with him. He didn't understand.

He need to know.

I was night, the perfect time to go out and hunt. His favorite toy was lying on her bed, reading some parchments. He watched her for a while; she looked concentrated on her work and unaware of his presence.

"Sakura…"

Sakura looked up from reading and outside the window. Her heart was thumping wildly in her chest, it must have been him. She got up and closed her window tightly and covered it with her curtains.

The night was eerie now, she was more cautious than before and her senses were always on alert. She made her way back to the bed, and went back to reading. She didn't hear the footsteps slowly making their way to her door, and stopped right outside, and then there was a loud bang.

She shrieked and fell off her bed, hitting her head on the table.

"Honey? It's me, I just wanted to tell you I'm leaving now and won't be back until tomorrow."

She breathed in and out, steadying her heart, "Okay mom, see you later."

"Dinner's in the fridge, I made you some teriyaki and dango for desert."

"Thanks, bye mom."

"Good night dear." She left her door and disappeared downstairs. She heard the door open and close, indicating that she was now alone in the house.

"I need to relax." Sakura got up and left her room, heading towards the kitchen.

Every light in her house was turned on, even the ones in her bathroom. She quickly grabbed her dinner and rushed back into her room. Half way to her room; all the lights suddenly went off.

"Oh god..."

She kicked open the door and laid her food on the table as she lit every candle in her room.

Suddenly the window behind her burst open and all the candles went out. Red sand began to make its way to her. It wrapped around her neck, arms and legs, bringing her down to her knees. Someone stepped into her room, silently making their way towards her.

"Gaara,"

"Scared?"

She looked him in the eyes and shook her head, "No."

"You should be."

He set down his gourd and commanded his sand to place her on the bed. He sat next to her, pushing away the hair on her face. Then his lips found hers. They were gentle at first, but soon it turn into hunger as he became more possessive. The sand pushed her closer to him as they released her arms. She didn't know why, but her arms snaked around his neck. His hands made her way to her waist and lingered there for a while.

His tongue licked her rosy lips, making her gasp is surprise, giving him access into her mouth. She tasted even sweeter on the inside. He enjoyed killing others, he enjoyed feeling the blood run down his hands, but they were nothing compared to what he was feeling now. She was so sweet, like a mixture of blood and honey, an exotic sensation running through his body, and she wasn't even fighting back. His greedy, sadistic side began to emerge, he wanted more. He wanted to do more.

The monster stealing the most precious thing from a flower, it made it all the more fun.

Their tongues danced to a dangerous tune until she had to let go for air, her lips were swollen and slightly red. They looked all the more delicious. He bit down on her bottom lip, making her moan in pleasure. He let go and looked at her half lidded eyes for a second. Her voice gave him a sudden demonic urge, he felt something hard stir within him; and liked it. She was so tempting and tasted delicious; he wanted her to do it again, but louder.

Sakura didn't know what came over her; the moan escaped her throat, she couldn't hold it back. It didn't matter now, it felt good. His hands tore off her dress and threw it aside. All that was left was her undergarments. For some reason, she didn't feel exposed, like it was only natural to feel this way around him. Her inner self was screaming at her for being such a fool, they were too young. But she feel like a child, and shut everything out.

He pushed her down on her back, holding her hands above her head and hovered over her. He stared her down, looking her right in the eyes with a sadistic smirk. His prized jewel was lying before him, not even trying to escape. His hand slithered its way up her chest and wrapped itself around her throat. It was light and frail, like a feather, easy to snap. He then gripped her hair and bent her head back as he went in for the kill. He bit down hard on her neck, leaving a deep imprint on her skin. She arched her back in a beautiful way and groaned out his name.

"Ah…Gaara,"

She sent him over the edge; it was like taking meth and acid. An explosion of animalistic hunger overpowered him. Never in his wildest imagination, has he ever imagines a pleasure greater than death.

"Sakura," He chewed on her neck, "You belong to me."

Her mind was too clouded to respond, but she heard everything perfectly. He possessed her all over, she wanted to fight back but couldn't. He overpowered her in every way, and it was making her mad.

"Please…"

He smirked and lifted his head, side glancing at her, "Please what?"

"Don't,"

"You can't stop me,"

His hand pulled off the rest of her bra, exposing even more of her naked flesh. The demon inside clawed at his skull, it wanted to play with the girl as well.

Share the feast won't you?

He was selfish, not even the demon could have her. This body belonged to him. He reached for a candle and dripped the hot wax onto her skin, watching her squirm under his body. It burned her, but at the same time she felt a sick pleasure coursing through her. The wax slide down her chest and onto her abdomen; it felt euphoric. Her mind was being shattered into pieces just from one touch, in her dreams she had always imagined doing something like this with Sasuke if they ever married, but now everything changed with Gaara.

"Gaara,"

He stopped what he was doing sat straight up.

She crawled back against her head board, "Do you love me?"

He was completely taken off guard, he was too stunned to speak and she could read it on his face. She pulled her blanket over herself and continued.

"I can't explain it, but you mean more to me than Sasuke ever could."

"Why?"

"Because you and I are the same, we're both looking for the missing piece, and I think we've found it. Every time I look into your eyes, I feel the same pain." She turned her head.

He grasped her chin, "What?"

"I can't explain it, but I care about you."

His head started to hurt again, and this time the pain felt ten times worse. He got off the bed and fell to his knees. Sakura stood on the floor next to him, helpless in this situation. She could only watch as he cried out in agony.

"Gaara, what's happening?"

"Stay away from me," He hissed out, his eyes turned an acid yellow.

"Tell me what's wrong," She reached out to him, but he grabbed her wrist, squeezing it roughly.

"You don't know me, you'll never understand," He looked up at her, ready to kill, "You're just like them all; my brother, my sister, even my father. You'll betray me like them."

"I would never do that to you."

"Liar!" He got up, still holding on to her wrist, "Stay away from me."

His gourd appeared on his back and the red sand covering her room consumed him like a wave as he let go of her wrist, vanishing into the night. Sakura got up and walked to the window, holding her palm her to heart. Tears streamed down her face, she let everything out and it still wasn't enough. His fear was holding him back; he couldn't change until he learned to trust her.

"I'll show you Gaara, I could love you."

Ciao.