Sorry if my chapters are short, but I want to get the chapters out to you guys ASAP.
BTW, school starts up soon for me ((July 25th to be exact)) so I wont be able to update that much. The good news is I'll be an 8th grader!
Okay, well enjoy chapter three! Oh and thanks Elisa7692 for the suggestion! It kind of comes into play in this chapter.
Well on with the
story!
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Hinata leaned up against the training log, breathing heavily. She had been training for 3 hours straight and had pushed herself to the limit. She had used up all of her chakra and was thoroughly exhausted.
Her baggy jacket lay to the side. She had abandoned due to the heat and had continued to train in her purple shirt with her fish net undershirt.
Her blue hair was held up in a bun, but most of it had fallen out of it and now lay over her shoulders.
Hinata's eyes shot open when she heard a twig crack nearby. Turning her head towards the direction of the sound, Hinata could discern nothing in the blackness of the night.
Fear enveloped her. If it was an enemy, she had no chakra left to fight and little strength either. She couldn't even use Byakugan to see if there was even anyone hiding in the trees nearby.
'Calm down, Hinata. It was probably just an animal,' she told herself, trying to remain focused. Sighing, Hinata leaned against the tree again.
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'Damn it! Did she see me?' Gaara thought wildly.
For about a week now Gaara had been watching Hinata train and for a week he had wanted to know why she pushed herself so hard. What point was there to train so hard that she bleed? The Sand nin wanted to know why.
He had been observing Hinata just like he always did when he had leapt from the tree he was hiding in and landed on the stick, causing it to snap. His head shot towards Hinata and he could barely make out her face as she turned her head towards him.
Standing in the darkness, Gaara stood silently watching Hinata until she turned her head away. Breathing a sigh of relief, he scolded himself for being afraid if Hinata had seen him or not.
Didn't he like to see people cringe in fear before him? Didn't he love to hear people beg his forgiveness for getting in his way before running off? Yes, he loved that feeling of striking fear into the hearts of others, but from Hinata, he wanted acceptance.
Clutching his head, Gaara tried to drown out the ranting of Shukaku. But he knew he was right. Why would Hinata accept him? He was a monster, a cold-blooded killer who loved the feeling of other people's blood on his hands.
Smiling to himself, Gaara decided that it was time why the little Hyuuga girl pushed herself beyond her limits. Licking his lips, he slowly made his way towards Hinata.
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Hinata was startled when she heard another stick crack and then another very close by. Someone was walking towards her.
Pushing herself up, Hinata turned away from the approaching person, and was about to run when she felt something grab her legs.
Looking down, she gasped when she saw what bound her to that spot. Sand. There was sand around her ankles, holding her firmly to that spot.
Realizing the only person who could be doing this, Hinata began to look wildly around for the ninja from Suna.
"Looking for me?"
Snapping her head back to the front, she gasped when she saw Gaara standing a foot away from her. Had it not been for the sand that still was wrapped around her ankles, Hinata would have fallen backwards.
"Gaara, I… Why… You…" Hinata stuttered. 'Damn! Why do I have to start stuttering now!'
"Why what? Why do I hold you here and not let you leave?" Gaara asked in a mocking tone. "Because, Hinata, I want to talk to you."
Looking up, Hinata asked in a surprised voice, "With me? Why?" Her eyes then drifted down to the ground.
Taking Hinata's chin between his thumb and index finger, Gaara forced her to look at him. Pale eyes stared back at aquamarine ones.
"Why do you push yourself so hard to become stronger? What motivates you to do that?" Gaara asked, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Taken back by his question, Hinata stared at Gaara. 'Why?' she thought.
"Because," she began with new self confidence, "I'm doing this to prove to someone that I am not weak."
"And who is this person?" Gaara asked with a newfound curiosity.
"My father," Hinata stated simply, looking Gaara straight in the eye.
Startled by her answer and sudden straightforwardness, Gaara remained quiet for a few moments. The awkward silence enveloped them, causing Hinata to shiver.
"You want to prove yourself so much to your father that you are willing to bleed for that cause?" he asked sternly. Taking his hand away from her face, Gaara took Hinata's soft, yet bloody hands in his own calloused ones.
Hinata looked down at her hands then back up at Gaara. She was shocked by what he was doing and even more so that she heard a slight bit of concern in his voice.
Glancing down quickly, she realized that Gaara's sand was retreating back to his gourd. 'Why is he making his sand let go? Doesn't he want to hold me here?' Realizing that she could run now, Hinata thought she would be racing through the forest back to her home and pretend like nothing had happened. But instead Gaara's cold gaze held her.
"So, Hyuuga, what is your answer?" Gaara's voice broke her from her reverie.
"Yes, Gaara, I am willing to spill my own blood to prove to my father that I am not weak and that I am capable of leading my clan one day."
Again shocked by her answer, Gaara let his eyes travel over the girl in front of him.
Hinata was beautiful, he had to admit. Her cascading hair, now completely free from her bun, framed her pale face perfectly. Her pale eyes stared back at him; he could detect no signs of hatred or detestation coming for him coming from her. Without her usual jacket on, Gaara could see that Hinata had perfect curves and a wonderful body. All together, Gaara just found Hinata attractive.
Leaning towards her, Gaara tickled her ear with his warm breath.
"Just remember one thing," he began.
Alarmed by Gaara's sudden closeness, Hinata just barely managed to whisper a frail "what".
Smiling, Gaara reached up and cupped her face. Looking into her beautiful pale orbs, he continued.
"Remember that I'll always be watching over you, my little fallen angel."
And with a small gust of sand he was gone, leaving a stunned Hinata standing in the middle of the clearing staring at the spot where he had just stood…
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Eh, not as good as I wanted, but hey, they got to meet somewhere. Right?
I'll try and introduce some more characters in the next chapter and Gaara and Hinata WILL meet in the next chapters. There might even be a little fluff if I feel like it. ;)
Well, until next time my friends!
--TheUnknownDead