Everyday Hana would work for the Kazekage, Gaara returning going back to being on a team with his siblings. Most nights, Hana would come and sit with him. She knew that he liked having her around during those lonely hours, even though he didn't admit it. The nights that she didn't come, Gaara would go to where she stayed and watched over her through her bedroom window. It gave him something to do, and made him feel better about the night hours.
One day, Gaara was walking back from the Kazekage's office. He tried to avoid the other towns people, but that was nearly impossible. He did good ignoring most of the people, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to for much longer. It was when a group of children passed by whispering and glaring at him, that he was set off. He felt a sharp pain in his head and immediately responded by grabbing his head with one of his hands. People noticed his reaction and swiftly walked past him, not wanting to be killed. Gaara walked on, the pain growing with every person he passed. Gaara went into an alleyway falling to his knees, talking softly to himself. Gaara groaned in pain, trying to regain control of himself. Gaara felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around angrily, about to lash out at whoever just touched him. He stopped himself when he saw that it was Hana. She was frowning at him, something she hardly ever did. Gaara winced in pain and grabbed at his head, groaning from the intense pain he was feeling. Hana knew that he needed some help, but she couldn't do anything out in public.
"Get out of here," Gaara groaned, his voice filled with pain. "I... I don't want to hurt anyone." Hana's heart was about to burst open. She couldn't just leave Gaara out here. Besides, he would be more of a danger to everyone around him if she did leave.
"You're coming with me," she sighed as she took Gaara by the arm and pulled him to his feet. Gaara was in too much pin to even try to object.
Hana led him down the alleyway and out onto the streets. They walked one block then went into the building that Hana was staying in. They went up a flight of stairs and into the apartment that she was staying in. Just as Hana shut the door, the cork popped off his gourd. Gaara dropped to his knees, crying out in pain. He didn't want to be controlled by the demon anymore. Hana knew that he was trying to keep the demon in its place, but he was having great difficulty.
Hana knelt in front of Gaara, she put a hand under his chin and made him look up at her. She put her free hand on his forehead and closed her eyes. Gaara didn't know what she was doing, but he could feel his thirst for blood growing rapidly with her so close. Her hand began to glow a bright blue and his body froze up, growing stiff. Gaara didn't know what was going on but he started feeling different. He thirst for blood started to diminish, but it also felt as if his strength was being drained from him. After a couple minutes, Hana opened her eyes and took her hand away. Gaara just stared at her for a few moments, then collapsed. Hana caught him in her arms.
"How... did you do that?" Gaara asked her, breathing hard. He wasn't looking at her but he was listening.
"It's part of my special abilities, but I wouldn't have been able to do it without your help. You were trying to maintain control, which made it so much easier." Hana helped Gaara to his feet and led him over to a couch, having him sit down. She sat down next to him and had him lean up against her a little bit so that he wouldn't fall over.
"Why can't I control it?" Gaara asked, his voice sounding saddened, but his face was expressionless. Hana looked down at him, still frowning.
"It's not going to be easy," she told him. "Now you know why I was assigned to be with you in the first place. For now, you're going to need a little bit of help but after awhile you'll be able to handle it on your own. Don't worry about it. You'll get the hang of it." Without even thinking, she gave him a quick kiss on the forehead. Gaara stared at her with a completely shocked expression on his face. Hana blushed a bit and smiled, making Gaara turn a slight red. His heart was pounding like never before and it felt as if he just killed a handful of people.
"Why did you do that?" Gaara finally asked. Hana blushed even more.
"I-I-I...don't know," she answered, "I kind of...just did. You aren't mad at me, are you?" Gaara stared at her for a few more seconds, then shook his head, letting her know that he wasn't. Her face returned to its normal color.
Gaara stayed with at Hana's until he regained his strength. When he was ready to go home, Hana walked with him home. She stayed for dinner, because Temari insisted. Afterwards Hana talked with Temari for awhile and Gaara helped Kankurou fix one of his puppets.
"I heard that you almost lost... well you know" Kankurou, brought up. Gaara looked at Kankurou with emotionless eyes, but he nodded. "You didn't...did you?" Gaara shook his head.
"I didn't hurt anyone. Hana found me when I was on the verge of losing it." Kankurou was looking at what he was working on. "Why does she care so much about me?" Kankurou jerked his head up from his work, looking at his younger brother with shock in his eyes.
"Gaara, why is it bothering you so much?" Kankurou asked. "There are some people in the world that are more understanding. She just happens to be one of those people. You should be happy that you guys met each other. You may not have noticed it, but ever since you and Hana met, you have been acting a lot different. You seem...happier." Gaara looked down at the floor, then back up at his brother. Then he did something that almost made Gaara drop everything. Gaara actually smiled. It was a small one, but it was still a smile. Gaara got up and left to go see what what Hana and Temari were doing.