Chapter 11
"It's okay." Hinata's voice was little more then a whisper. 'She is so beautiful I want her so badly.' Gaara thought as need filled him. His fingers against the sheet were the only sound as he stroked through her hair. "Did your meeting go well?" She asked finally. All the attention was foreign to her and after a while the silence became uncomfortable.
"Yes." He said softly. His eyes never leaving her. He marveled at how her cheeks were growing pink. In all actuality the meeting had been a complete fiasco. Apparently the council had discovered Hinata's presence and wanted to send her back to her village. They were worried that this would damage the treaty. They brought up all sorts of excuses as to why she had to go. To each Gaara had replied no. As they continued to pester him he grew angrier. Finally he exploded at them tell them that if they tried to remove her he would see that each of their heads was removed from it's neck.
She was searching for any topic of conversation. "Are you not tired?" She asked him quietly. "Why? Do you wish for me to leave you?" He began to rise. "No." She said hastily rising up onto her elbows. He watched her almost panicked response to his question. Her flush darkened. Her heart pounded a bit in her chest. "It must be very late and I'm sure you've had a hard day and…" His lips against hers quieted her rambling. The kiss was soft and chaste. He pulled away slowly looking into her ivory eyes. Her breath came out in little pants. "Thank you for your concern. I do not sleep often due to the demon that resides within me tries to take control. Bad things happen when he is in control."
"Oh." She said. That must be very hard to go without sleep for a long time she thought. "It has taken me a very long time to have this much control." He admitted to her. She thought on this. A lot of those terrible things he did. Were they motivated by the demon within him due to a lack of control?
"What about you?" He questioned. "Since I have shared something about myself it is only fair that you due the same."
"What would you like to know?"
"I followed you to your house the first day I thought about choosing you. You were ungreeted why?" He asked. He knew that she had a large family so she wasn't alone in the large house. Hinata looked down at the dark purple sheet that matched her kimono.
She swallowed then began speaking. "I am the Hyuuga heir. I am also the Hyuuga disgrace. My father is embarrassed by my weakness; both my cousin Neji who is a branch family member and my little sister are stronger then I. Most feel I am unworthy of leading the clan. I expect that they are going to arrange a marriage between Neji and myself so that way he can lead the clan. Since I am not respected by most of the elders I am often ignored by them." Tears welled up in her eyes. Her hands clutched at the sheets.
"Do you wish to marry this Neji?" Gaara asked calmly.
"He is part of my family and I love him." Gaara's chest tightened. "But it is in a brotherly way. I am not in love with him. I would go through with the marriage out of duty to my clan but I feel I would be miserable." He released the breath he did not realize he held.
His fingers coasted her to look him in the eye. "Don't worry." He said as his fingers trailed her cheek. "You're here now. I can train you so you will no longer feel weak. They can't force you to marry him and I could never ignore you." He planted another soft kiss on her lips. Two tears fell from her eyes. He moved back going to brush away her tears with his thumb but she had moved forward. He was shocked as he felt her kiss him. His hand slipped into her hair his other snaked around her back. The kiss became heated. They fell back onto the bed. Gaara was on top of her. Tentivily Hinata's hands found their way to Gaara's neck.
He lifted himself up onto his elbows. He was panting. Suddenly he rolled off her, sitting up on the bed face in his hands. Hinata sat up her face was flushed and filled with confusion. "Gaara?" She questioned placing a hand on his back. She could feel the small tremble going through him. "I should go." He said through his hands. He stood suddenly and began to walk toward the door. She crawled to the edge of the bed. "Why?" Her voice sounded scared. "Because I have to. You should go back to sleep." Hinata became more confused by his words. "W-w-what?" Her cracked voice cut through him.
He stopped knowing it was a stupid thing to do he turned around. Her face was still flush though pained. His eyes fell to the bit of white flesh that showed in a gap in her kimono. I must have loosened while they were tumbling on the bed. He began to pant. Every fiber of his being screamed at him to run back to the bed and take her. "Gaara?" His name fell from her soft lips and drove him mad.
It was his turn to swallow. "Hinata please." He begged her with his eyes. She didn't understand. "I can't stay here with you now."
"Why?" She was almost in tears. "I don't want to hurt you that's why. I want you Hinata. I want you so badly it is taking everything I have not to ravage you this moment. But I am afraid my resolve cannot hold out if I stay. I don't want to force you to steal your innocence. That is why I must leave you now." He turned and walked out of the room.
Hinata looked dumbstruck at his back. He left her because he was afraid of hurting her. Was this really the same person who had crushed a man for no reason? He didn't want to hurt her. There were only two people in her life that had ever cared if she was hurt, Kiba and Shino. Could it be that he really did care for her? She lay down on the bed her heart thundered in her chest.
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Gaara's leaned his back against the door. His body shook. "What's wrong with you?" A voice from an armchair rang out. Gaara looked up. Kankuro looked into his brother's sweaty face. "I…" Gaara began. "Yes." Kankuro prompted. "I went to speak with her after my meeting with the elders."
"I heard that was quite the fiasco, sorry, continue."
"She was asleep. I went over to the bed. She looked so nice I sat down. When I went to brush some hair out of her eyes she woke. We were talking and then I kissed her."
"How did that go?" Kankuro asked. 'Couldn't have been too well or he wouldn't be looking like that.'
"When I pulled back…"
"Go on." Kankuro pushed making a motion with his hand.
"She kissed me." There was a long silence, as Gaara looked down at his feet. "Well that's good isn't it? That's progress." Kankuro promoted. Gaara's head flung back as he stared at the ceiling he said. "Oh Kami. The things I wanted to do to her. I wanted to rip apart her cloths and kiss every inch of that perfect porcelain princess. I wanted to make her moan with pleasure. I wanted to thrust into her. To meld her tender flesh with my own."
"There is nothing wrong with that Gaara. Every guy when lying on a bed with a beautiful woman in his arms wants to do those things." Kankuro attempted to sooth his brother. He knew Gaara would think himself a monster for those all too normal desires of men.
"She is innocent. I'm not even sure if she's ready to do those things let alone willing to do them with me." Gaara looked pleadingly with his brother. "Is there nothing that I can do to…"
"Ah! Well if she's as innocent as you think she is then she has probably never felt the pleasures of the flesh. Some times all it takes is to introduce a woman to orgasm that make them more willing to open up shale we say." Gaara looked at him confused. "Gaara there are ways as you know to create a pleasure within the flesh without intercourse. That goes for woman too although the actual execution is a bit different and you may have to bring in an added weapon."
"Weapon? What in the world are you talking about?"
"Your tongue." Gaara stared at his brother completely lost.