Gaara's Love
Summary: Saahra feels hated and she learns what she is. This doesn't change the way she acts. She still wants to get closer to Gaara, even in her sleep.
Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Drama
Chapter 15: The Three-Tail
The room Saahra had was small. She was very uncomfortable in it. Luckily, my room was right next door. There was a sliding door that combined the two rooms.
"I would have given her a bigger room," Neji said, "but these are the only two rooms that are combined and not used." Hyuuga Neji was a Jounin of Konoha. He was the best user of Byakugan, the white eyes, that was the trait of the Hyuuga clan. He was a close friend of Naruto's. Though, I didn't know much about him.
I nodded. "It'll be fine," I said. "Thank you." We bowed to each other before he left. I turned back to Saahra. She was at the door between our rooms. It wasn't open. She had a hand on the paper and she looked sad.
"They all hate me," she said softly and sadly. "They think I'm a monster."
I sighed and went up behind her. I wrapped my arms around her, trying to take away her sadness. I don't have to tell you, I thought. You don't have to know what you are. You know who you are now. Please, tell me that's good enough. I don't want to see you hurt anymore. I moved her hair off her neck and kissed behind her ear.
She leaned back against me, her hand falling limp. "Am I a monster?" she asked. "Did I hurt someone in the past? Am I just like the monsters that hurt me?"
"You're nothing like them," I told her, probably a little too sharply. I pulled her tighter. "You are like me. You have a demon inside of you that seems to be dormant."
She started shaking. "I did hurt people," she said, bowing her head.
I held her tighter. She was so sad about it and I was afraid for her. I rested my chin on her shoulder, not letting her go. "You've never hurt me," I tried to reassure her.
She turned around in my arms and wrapped her arms around my neck. She was still shaking, though. I picked her up slightly so she stood on tip-toes. We faced each other and looked into each others eyes for a long time.
"You should sleep," I whispered to her. "You shouldn't pick up my sleeping habits."
She blinked and stared at me for a minute. "You don't sleep," she said, a little confused.
"I know," I said. "I just meant that you should sleep even though I don't. It's not good for your body or mind."
"What about you?" she asked. "If it isn't good for your body or mind, then why do you not sleep?"
"For me, it's more dangerous for me to sleep," I said. "I told you before. The demon inside of me would awaken if I slept."
She didn't move for a while. When she did, she leaned up and kissed me. I returned the kiss, gently, before she pulled away. She had a light blush on her cheeks. She slipped out of my arms and went over to the bed. She curled up on it, but I could tell she wasn't sleeping any time soon. I sat next to the bed and took her hand. She looked at me, her white eyes seeming larger than normal. I gave her a small smile before pulling the blankets over her. I let go of her hand in order to do so. I leaned against the wall, taking her hand once again.
It took her a few hours before she fell asleep. When she did, she continuously pulled on my arm. I didn't understand what she wanted until she pulled herself on to my lap. She rested her head on my shoulder and drifted back into a deep sleep. I smiled. She just wanted me to hold her. I didn't move, afraid of waking her up. I rested my head on hers and for the first time, drifted into an extremely light sleep.