Discalimer: I do NOT own Naruto. once again, I do NOT own Naruto.
Anyway, Here's chapter eleven. Sorry it took so long to get out, I had a hard time trying to type out what I wanted to have happen. If I don't update for a long time, that is most likely the reason why, so don't freak out and think that I've stopped writing for this story. Anyway I think that this chapter could have turned out better, but what has been written has been written and we're all just going to have to deal with that. So here is chapter eleven. Enjoy.
Gaara of the Desert 11
Gaara and I were in the living room of Naruto's main house and we were just sitting there. We weren't saying anything, just sitting in each other's company, until I decided to speak.
"Gaara, what happened with V?" I asked softly.
I felt him stare at me for a few moments before he spoke. "She verbally lashed out at Sasuke."
"Only verbally?" I asked surprised.
"I held her back." He told me.
"Oh, ok. So what happened?"
"She threatened to kill him, told him that you wouldn't have to worry about feeling compelled to help him because she was going to kill him, she wasn't going to let him take you because she wasn't going to let you be experimented on again. She was quite adamant about him realizing that she was going to kill him, Orochimaru, and Kabuto."
"Who are those two?"
"Orochimaru is a Legendary San-nin and Kabuto is one of his subordinates."
"Oh, that's interesting. So, how come I came back in Naruto's office?"
"After Sasuke left, we walked to Naruto's office. Venus was, what I assume to be, her normal self as she met him and then suddenly she was angry again and she told Naruto that if Sasuke wasn't careful, she'd kill him. Naturally, Naruto tried to defend Sasuke and Venus fought back and then you came back."
"Oh. I see." I let out a soft sigh, thinking things over; it was actually kind of hard to do because the girls were kind of arguing because Ashlynn had insulted Venus. Again.
"What is it?" Gaara asked softly.
"It's nothing, I just thinking about some things; or trying to at least."
"Oh."
There was a short silence before I spoke again.
"Do you think I could talk to them?"
"Them, who?" He seemed afraid of my answer and I had to think about it for a moment before I realized he probably thought I was talking about that Oro-something or other person and his little helper.
"Shukaku and Kyuubi."
I heard him give a big sigh of relief, something he doesn't do often, if at all, and felt him tense at the thought of me talking to his demon.
"I don't know if that's such a great idea."
"Please Gaara." I pleaded.
"What if he attacks you?"
"He wont, you don't even have to be asleep for me to talk to him. I'll use some of V's power and talk to him."
"Will that work?"
"It's worth a shot. I really wanna talk to him. I don't know why, but I want to."
I heard him sigh softly this time. Hm, maybe he sighs more often than I thought.
"We'll see about trying tomorrow."
"Thank you." I said with a smile and kissed him on the cheek.
I explained to Anya what had transpired and she seemed to accept everything quite well.
"Do you think I could talk to them?" She asked.
That question scared me and even though I didn't want to know the answer, I asked, "Them, who?"
"Shukaku and Kyuubi." She said softly.
I let out a sigh of relief, but remained tense at the thought of her talking to Shukaku. The things he could tell her that I don't want her to know just yet.
"I don't know if that's such a great idea." I told her.
"Please Gaara."
"What if he attacks you?"
"He won't," How did she know that? "You don't even have to be asleep for me to talk to him. I'll use some of V's powers and talk to him."
"Will that work?"
"It's worth a shot. I really wanna talk to him. I don't know what, but I want to."
I sighed softly and looked at her. "We'll see about trying to tomorrow."
She smiled. "Thank you." She said and kissed me on the cheek.
Twice in one day, I think that counts as lucky, human.
Quiet demon, I don't need your input right now.
So says the human who hasn't had a relationship ever.
And just what do you know about relationships?
Nothing really, just going from what I've noticed while trapped in your pathetic body.
Just shut up.
Whatever.
"Gaara?" I heard Anya ask.
"Hn?"
"You ok?"
"Yes, why?
"You started growling. What's up with that?"
"Shukaku wouldn't keep his thoughts to himself."
"Oh."
I watched her for a few seconds, she seemed sluggish.
"Anya?"
I got a mumbled response as she tried to turn her head to look at me. She was tired, very tired. I stood from the couch and picked her up to take her to the room she was staying in.
"Where are we going?" She mumbled.
"I'm taking you to your room."
I got an unintelligent, mumbled response from her and couldn't help but smirk. When I reached her room, I walked in and placed her down on the bed and pulled the blanket up over her. As I went to leave the room, she spoke.
"Gaara?" She called softly.
"Hn?" I always seem to give that response to her a lot.
"Will you stay?"
That made me freeze as I looked at her. "Stay?"
"Yeah, sit here with me. I don't want to be left alone right now."
I nodded, not that she could see it. "Alright." I said softly.
I walked back over to the bed and she scooted over so that I could sit down. I set my gourd down beside the nightstand and sat down on the bed and got comfortable. I felt something resting on my leg and found that Anya placed her head on my thigh. The fact that she trusted me that much, to let herself be vulnerable to me, gave me a feeling I didn't quite understand, but I liked it. I sat all night watching her; listening to her breathing and her heart beat. The next morning, I watched as she shifted and mumbled in her sleep; her hand gripped my t-shirt and I wondered what she was dreaming of. As the sun began filtering into the room, she began to wake and I just continued to watch. As she stretched, her shirt road up above her bellybutton and I noticed that there was something metallic on it.
"What are you looking at?" Anya asked; her voice still slightly groggy from sleep.
I reached over slowly, unsure as to whether I should touch this metallic thing, but I did, only to have her give a small laugh.
"That tickles." She said with the smile on her face.
"What is it?" I asked.
"It's a bellybutton piercing, I kinda got it on a spur of the moment thing. I blame all three of the girls."
I didn't say anything, I didn't know what to say.
"Don't girls here have piercings anywhere but their ears?"
"Not really."
"Oh, well, that's their choice."
"Hn."
She said noting, just gave a short laugh. I looked away from her and the next thing I knew, she'd tackled me off the bed and was laughing her head off. I laid there on the ground, stunned for a few moments as she laughed. I liked when she laughed, it was beautiful; you tell anyone what I'm thinking and you're all dead.
I woke up to the sun coming in through the window and I decided right then that I really hated the sun. I internally sighed as I stretched, trying to wake up my tired muscles. I felt Gaara staring at me, but seeing as I'm still technically blind, I don't know what it was he was staring at.
"What are you looking at?" I asked him.
I felt the bed shift as he moved and I laughed lightly as he touched my bellybutton ring. "That tickles."
"What is it?" Whoa, don't they do that here?
"It's a bellybutton piercing, I kinda got it spur of the moment. I blame all three girls." He didn't say anything, so I asked, "Don't girls here have piercings anywhere but their ears?"
"Not really."
"Oh, well, that's their choice."
"Hn."
You know, I'm really tired of those answers. I gave a short laugh before tackling him off the bed, and as I sat there on his stomach, I began laughing like nobody's business. As I started calming down, I found my back on the floor with Gaara over me.
"That wasn't very nice." He told me.
"Aww, I thought it was. Guess I have to think through my nice and not so nice things." I said with an innocent smile.
I could feel his breath on my face and I felt my heart unwillingly beat faster and I knew he could hear it. He pretended not to hear it, I suppose, as he leaned down and gently brushed his lips against mine. The feeling of our lips touching was so soft I wondered if it actually happened, but when I leaned up, our lips were completely connected and my heart felt like fifty million hummingbirds trying to burst through my chest. Why was I suddenly feeling like this, I've had no problems with my feelings for him before and now it's as if I'm a little school girl. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine and I brought up an arm and wrapped it around his shoulders, embracing him lightly.
"Gaara?"
"I'm still confused, but I don't want you to believe what that stupid demon says." He said softly.
I nodded, a smile on my face and I allowed Gaara to pull me up as he stood.
"So, you're really gonna let me talk to him?"
"I don't want to, but you've brought it up and he won't shut up."
I gave a short laugh. "I'm sorry."
"It's alright, let's get this over with so he'll shut up."
"Ok, let's sit down then." We sat back down on the bed and faced each other. "Ok, just clear your mind." I told him as I reached up and put my hands on his temples.
He nodded and I took a deep breath and concentrated on V's power to project myself into Gaara's mind. I succeeded, I knew because I wasn't able to hear the girls anymore. I was able to see a little bit and when I looked around a bit, I saw what I assumed to be Shukaku. He wasn't what I expected, but then again, I don't really know what I was expecting. I now know that Shukaku looks like a big blob of sand that's supposed to look like a raccoon, but oh well.
"Hello."
"Hello, human."
I rolled my eyes at him. "Anyway, to the point as to why I'm here. Now that I've figured out what that point is."
"And what would that be?"
"Why you're unable to take over Gaara when he sleeps around me."
"Tell me, human, what is the reason behind that?"
"I'm some sort of neutralizer; I keep you locked inside so that Gaara is safe to sleep. I don't know how it works, but it does."
"That's very interesting, very interesting indeed."
Shukaku and I talked about many things for about an hour. I found that he is indeed quite the pervert, but then again, so are the girls, so it didn't really matter to me.
"Well, as much as I hate to say this, I think it's time for me to go."
"Well, that's unfortunate. Don't let my human keep you from visiting."
"I'll try to keep that from happening."
I pulled away from V's power and let myself come back to my body and brought my hands down from Gaara's temples.
"So?" he asked softly.
I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "I don't think of you any different. So I've met the big, bad demon, you're still you. Nothing is going to change my way of thinking about you." I leaned back and stretched, popping some of my joints as I did so.
"Really?"
"Really. Now, I'ma go take a shower so we can change my bandages."
"Ok."
I shook my head slightly before I jumped forward and glomped him. "Stop putting yourself down."
I got up off the bed and went into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, I was out of the shower, but I realized I'd been a dumbass and forgotten clothes. I sighed as I wrapped myself in the towel, since Gaara was still there and walked out, trying to hide the blush on my face with my hair. I tried to ignore him as he watched me grab some clothes and walk back into the bathroom. I proceeded to get dress, still trying to get the blush on my face to disappear and when I looked up into the mirror after I was dressed I nearly screamed. I could see in color. Wow, that was sooner than I expected. Though, with the blush still on my face, I ran out of the bathroom and practically pounced on Gaara.
"I see colors again!" I told him and once again he tensed up at, what I assume to be, the though of me seeing him. "No disappearing on me!"
He sighed and nodded as I sat there on his stomach. I took in his looks once again, but this time I didn't need to imagine the color, I could see it. I traced over his face again, memorizing it with the color. I traced his tattoo a couple of times before saying, "I want one."
"One what?" He asked softly as he stared up at me.
"I want a tattoo. Your tattoo." I told him.
He didn't seem to be expecting that and his eyes widened a bit.
"Why?"
"Because I like it and I want it." I told him. "Please."
He sighed and motioned for me to move off of him. "I'll hurt, a lot more than a regular tattoo."
"I understand that." I said as I moved. "I still want it. You won't be able to change my mind."
He sighed again. "Where?"
I smiled as I lifted my shirt a little bit above my bellybutton. "I want it on the left side of my bellybutton." I told him pointing to where I wanted it.
"Brace yourself." Was the only warning he gave before his sand began attacking my skin. It was as painful as he said, but I tried not to let it get to me. I whimpered a bit, but refused to let him stop until it was complete. When it was finished, I let my body relax as I looked down at the bloody mess that was the left side of my stomach. I got up off the bed, keeping ahold of my shirt so as to not get blood on it, and kissed Gaara on the cheek.
"Thank you." I said softly before going into the bathroom to clean up the blood. I cleaned it up quickly and taped some gauze on it and took a roll of bandages and the eye drops to Gaara. "We need to go see the old hag, see if I can finally take these things of for good."
