Summary: [Gaara/OC] The Hidden Village of Sand never got along with the Hidden Village of Mist. When one of the strongest families of the Village of Mist visits the Village of Sand, Gaara finds himself falling for a girl who isn't what she claims to be.

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Loved by the Enemy

Chapter 2 Thinking of You

Naomi walked slowly back to her apartment, wondering what that hell that boy was talking about. I know your secret bitch, I would be careful around me if I were you. His words stayed in her head making no sense what so ever. What if he was just lying about the secret? What if he just said that to scare me?

"No, he sounded very sure of himself," she told herself, not making herself fell any better. She quickened her pace, wanting to get out of the humid heat and into a bubble bath.

Naomi finally reached her apartment, shuffling through her purse for her keys. She entered the apartment living room, and slammed the door close. She made her way through the living room, the biggest room of them all. This is more a house than an apartment, Naomi thought.

Naomi went to her room and started to undress and search for her misty green robe with lavender flowers. She unzipped her dress and let it fall down to her feet. Naomi walked around in her bra and panties looking for her robe.

She found her robe with her mother's stuff. She threw the robe in her bed and made her way towards the bathroom. She turned the hot water and a little of the cold water in the bathtub, then she added some bath bubbles. She left the bathroom and went back to her room.

Removing her bra and panties, Naomi put her robe on and grabbed her CD player, then she returned to the bathroom. Naomi turned the water off, entered the tub and turned her CD player on. Listening to her favorite CD by the Beatles, Naomi closed her eyes, letting all her troubles go away.

"You really should lock your door," came a familiar voice. Naomi opened her eyes and looked towards the door, and she just wished her eyes were playing games with her. But it wasn't, he was there.

"What the hell do you want," she said her voice harsher than she expected.

"Didn't I warn you to be careful around me?"

"Oh I'm sorry, here let me get out of the bathtub and in bed and help you remove your clothes."

"I didn't come here to fuck you."

"Then what did you come here to do, watch me bathe? Or you came here to 'kill me'?"

"I wasn't planning to kill you; actually I came to do this." Gaara walked towards Naomi and kissed her.

Naomi opened her eyes, finding herself still in the bathtub and no mysterious guy kissing her. A dream, just a dream that 'he' had to be in. Naomi got out of the bathtub, dried herself, and put her robe back on and went back to her room.

"Great, I think about him, I dream about him, what's next? Why can't I get... what's his name? Oh my God, I don't even know his name. Dammit, dammit, dammit. No wonder he wants to kill me, I insulted him without knowing his name. Dammit."

Naomi laid down in her bed, thinking about the problem that she had to face, when she remembered that she never told her parents that she was going back to the apartment. Damn, knowing those two, they are going to give me a guide so I can walk around this village being 'safe.'

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Uzuki and her husband sat next to the kazekage, talking and laughing with the crowd. Rikuto was looking for his daughter, searching every corner for his daughter.

"Uzuki, I can't find Naomi," said Rikuto to his wife, still looking for his daughter.

"Oh, I saw her walking outside, may be she met a cute boy, and went to talk to him," she said happily.

"Uzuki, Naomi isn't the kind of girl who chases the first guy she meets; you know that as much as I do. I think it's time to go."

"I don't want to go; I'm having so much fun. Come on; let's stay for awhile longer, Naomi is probably at the apartment."

"Uzuki, Rikuto, I would like you to meet my children," said the kazekage in an unmoved voice. Behind him, the Kazuyo couple could see a boy with blackish hair and a blond girl. Neither of them looked anything like their father.

"This is Temari and this is Kankuro." He said pointing to each one. Both seem like they didn't want to meet them or be there, their faces were showing slight anger.

"Excuse me ma'am, where is your daughter?" said Kankuro blushing.

"Oh, Kankuro, was it? She must gone back to the apartment, she doesn't like being in huge crowds. Maybe you can meet her some other time," Uzuki lied with a happily and cheerfully face.

"Temari, where is Gaara? I haven't seen him since the party started," asked Temari's father.

"Oh, he left. Don't know where he went," answered Temari.

Uzuki pretend like she didn't listen, but heard their whole conversation about this Gaara boy, and she began to wonder who this Gaara boy was.

"Excuse me kage, who is Gaara?" Uzuki asked.

"Gaara is my youngest son, he gets in trouble sometimes and I just wanted you two to meet him, so I could warn you about him," he replied so coldly.

Uzuki smiled and the kage went talking to his daughter. Uzuki turned towards her husband and whispered that she wanted to leave now.

"Kage, I'm sorry but we better be going now," said Rikuto quite relieved to leave.

"Are you sure? It's too soon-" he said but was interrupted by Uzuki.

"Kage, no offence, it's just that Naomi is probably at the apartment all alone, and I feel really bad leaving her there. So it's best if we went."

"I understand, I'll ask someone to take you back."

"No it's okay, we'll walk. It's such a nice night, its best to walk," said Rikuto.

Rikuto grabbed his wife hands and started walking towards the door, he noticed that everyone was looking at them with angry faces.

"Thank you everyone, we had lots of fun," said Uzuki at the door.

"Temari, if you see Gaara, tell him that I said it's okay to kill Rikuto, but not the women," the kazekage told his daughter, in an angry tone.

"Why only Rikuto, and not the other two?" asked Temari.

"Because I want the women alive and Rikuto dead."

"Okay, but I doubt that he will let them live for any longer than a weeks."

"Then make sure he does."

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Gaara was sitting on the roof top of some building, looking at the village below. Oh, I see; you are a weak, pathetic little boy who hides behind his little 'sand armor'. You pick fights with tough people, but you never fight, you let your sand do all the fighting. So your sand gets stronger, but you don't.

"Why can't I stop thinking about the tramp," he asked himself. Because she is the only person that has insulted you and lived, a voice in his head told him, and he agreed with it. He just wanted to know why he didn't kill her right then and there. No one would see or know that he killed anyone, but why didn't he kill her, why, why, why?

"Maybe my conscience stopped me. What the hell am I saying? I have no conscience. So why the hell didn't I kill that tramp?"

Gaara was becoming frustrated with all the unanswered questions. He laid down and stared at the stars, he closed his eyes for a brief moment and saw her face. Damn, she is my mind. Why can't I stop thinking about her? More unanswered questions, more thoughts of the girl, and nothing making sense.

This is not me, I don't ask stupid questions, I don't think about anyone but me, then why the hell is she in my mind? Why can't I stop thinking about her?

Gaara knew the only thing that would make him stop thinking about the girl from the Village of Mist, and that was to kill. He stood up and looked down; he began to smile "perfect!"
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