Gaara's Love
Summary: Gaara makes the mistake of leaving the girl alone in the room. She is attacked the Village council members themselves. Gaara stops them from hurting her, but can he stop from kill them?
Rating: M
Genre: Romance/Drama
Chapter 4: Please Don't Kill
I looked away from the door where he had just left. He was in a room across the hall with his door shut. I sighed and thought back to when the scary lady was there reminding me of my pain. The sand had caught me and kept me from being hurt. It wasn't harsh like in the desert. It was soft and cool. I sighed and closed my eyes.
Thump. I heard someone in the hall fall to the ground and saw Gaara's brother fall unconscious in the doorway. I sat up and took a breath to scream, but a hand covered my mouth and pulled me back. I was held down by two other people and I felt heavy breathing on my forehead. I let out a scream the best I could, but another hand griped my throat.
"You are nothing to him," the owner of the breath snapped. "You will only be locked back in that—"
All the hands that were holding me down disappeared along with the man. The dim light from the hall disappeared as something surrounded me. I couldn't hear anything anymore and I was scared. I hugged my knees and started shaking.
Lights appeared and I noticed that the thing encasing me was the red sand. It fell away completely and Gaara stood on the other side. There were five white clad men being held against the wall by more of the red sand.
Gaara had a horribly angry look in his eyes. It scared me even more. He had a hand outstretched towards the men. He squeezed it slightly and the men screamed.
"No, don't," I screamed at the Kazekage. "Don't kill them."
He froze and looked at me. His eyes held fear and pain. He lowered his hand and looked back at the five men. His eyes hardened again and I looked away. I could feel more tears coming to my eyes and I fought against them. I wiped away the tears from before and looked back up at Gaara. The hand closest to me was twitching and I could tell that he wanted to kill them. His hand raised up again.
"No, don't!" I screamed. I got off the bed and stumbled to him on weak legs. I fell against him as I wrapped my arms around his neck to stop him. "No one deserves death, no matter who they are or what they've done." I lost in the battle for crying. I felt his arm go limp. There was a soft sent on him. It was as if he had rolled in dirt for hours. He smelled of sand.
"What happened?" asked the same female voice from when Gaara found me.
"They attacked her," Gaara said in a shaky, quiet voice.
The girl gasped. "Let them go Gaara," she said after a minute. "I'll deal with them." I heard sand falling to the floor and shuffling around.
"Is Kankurou all right?" Gaara asked, not moving otherwise.
"Yeah, just out cold," the girl said, panting slightly. She must have been moving the five men out of the room. All movement stopped when she left the room. Neither Gaara nor I moved for a while until he leaned down and picked me up at the knees with one hand. My arms were still around his neck so he only had a hand on my back. He carried me to the bed and laid me on it. He covered me up after I let go of his neck.
"You're still weak," he said. "Rest." He went to the corner of the room and stood there, watching me. I smiled at him.