[Au: please don't kill me for not making this chapter about Gaara and Hinata meeting I simply had to do this chapter okay?]

Matsuri awoke in a lavish bedroom with all her favorite color put in it, blue and pink, like a giant ball of cotton candy wonder rolled in her room. Pink was one of her favorite colors, and red, but blue had to come on top because she rarely saw the color out here in the desert.

She looked at herself in the mirror and frowned.

'What's wrong with me? Am I ugly? Why won't he pay attention to me? I understand he's a busy man but I know he's still thinking about…her. I must know more about her if I am to complete the transformation.'

She dressed in a navy blue shirt with a white skirt, and white scarf. She saw Gaara trying to freshen up, which wasn't usual; he usually didn't strive to make his appearance the main focus point for he believed personality is what mattered. But today he was wetting his hair and styling it, today he was putting on some rugged cologne, today he was trying to pick an outfit to go under his Kage robes but couldn't find a thing that "she" would like.

"Kankuro-sama, why is Gaara so…flustered? He's running around like a madman trying to get ready, he seems to want to impress somebody. Is it the lady he has to meet today?"

"Hai. The lady Hyuga is important in the leaf village so if we make good with her and her with us then our villages can have a better chance to unite."

"It seems to be more than just that. Gaara isn't one to care about appearances."

"He wants to look presentable for the Lady Hyuga."

"Who is she to him?"

Kankuro stopped in him tracks. Gaara was acting too strange today for Matsui to not notice. Matsuri was nosey, always in everyone's business, always gossiping and delving into what she had no clue about.

"What do you mean? She is the highest member of Hyuga society, basically a princess, and Gaara simply wishes to impress her."

"Kankuro…it is more than that. What does she look like? I heard Bankotsu say she was beautiful."

"Hai, she is. She has indigo hair, opal eyes, and pale skin."

Matsuri turned her head to watch Gaara brush his hair repeatedly just for it to stand straight up again.

"What if she thinks I'm ugly? Ugh…"

Gaara put his hands on his face and looked somber. Hinata was more than just somebody who needed to impressed, Matsuri was almost sure she had some other ties with Gaara. She gasped. Could it be that she was the one who had so fatally wounded her Kazekages heart so long ago? She watched him pick up the metal ring he always wore and kiss it before putting it on. Yes, Hinata was the girl. Matsuri went into her room and looked at herself again. She could change herself, with practice, all she needed was a picture of the girl and the transformation would be complete.

'Gaara…my love, soon you will succumb to the dark magic that prays on your heart. Soon, you will be mine. Even if I'm not Matsuri….even if I am Hinata Hyuga, you shall be mine, make no mistake.'