Sorry it took so long for me to update! I just started 8th grade, and I'm under a lot of stress. I hope you like this chapter!
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Chapter 6: RelationshipA tall, blonde haired figure walked into an apartment near the middle of Konoha. Slowly, taking off her shoes, she walked silently towards a black clothed man staring out the window.
"You're home late, Temari."
"I know, Kankuro. I've just been so busy with the meetings."
"And Shikamaru?"
Temari just stared at her younger brother. 'How had he found out about that? Shikamaru and I wanted to keep our relationship a secret for a little while longer!' Temari thought wildly.
Seeing his sister's distress, Kankuro scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"You may be one of the best shinobi in Sand, but you are terrible at keeping your relationship with that slacker secret," he said smirking.
"Shove off," Temari retorted in a cold voice.
Kankuro resumed what he was doing before and stared out the window. A soft breeze entered their apartment, bringing them memories of their home village, the Wind Country. Both missed it sorely. It had been 6 and half months since they had last seen it and it would be a couple more until they saw it again.
But even though they missed Suna, they wondered if their younger brother did at all. Gaara and their father were still not on good terms with each other. Their father was greatly intimidated by his youngest son and would try and avoid him, but that only angered Gaara more.
The villagers were also still terrified of Gaara. It seemed as if little had changed in the Village Hidden in the Sand. Temari and Kankuro were no longer afraid of their brother as they once had been, but still greatly respected him and gave him enough room.
Back home, Gaara had terrifying mood swings. One moment he could be calm and silent; the next, he could be yelling and throwing things at people. These outbursts were becoming more frequent and more dangerous. Gaara had sent one of the servants to the hospital with a broken arm after he had thrown him into the wall the last time he lost his temper.
Temari and Kankuro were afraid that Gaara might lose control in Konoha and hurt one of the villagers. That would not sit well with the Hokage at all. But surprisingly, Gaara had not gone off on anyone and was still as calm as could be.
Their brother's strange behavior was both reassuring and unnerving at the same time.
"Hey, Kankuro?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think something is wrong with Gaara? I'm worried about him."
"I'm sure he's fine," sighed Kankuro. He didn't understand why Temari worried about Gaara. He did, after all, have a demon to protect him.
"I hope you're right," Temari murmured as the sun set, painting the sky beautiful colors.
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A beautiful, dark haired girl walked through Konoha's forest. She walked silently through the maze of trees, her slender legs taking her to her favorite spot.
Once she heard the roar of crashing water, she immediately felt at ease and sighed. This was the one place where she could sit and forget everything bad in her life.
Hinata walked out of the trees and soon came insight of a tall, majestic waterfall. She had come here all her life and it still took her breath away each time she saw it. It was located a good distance from the borders of Konoha in a secluded area. There were flowers here that grew nowhere else in the Fire Country, ones without names or words to describe their beauty.
Her mother used to take her when she was younger. They would lie quietly in the flowers and let the crash of the waterfall lull them. Hinata would play in the shallow parts of the stream while her mother stood on the shore watching her. They would stay there for hours, enjoying the simple beauty and elegance of nature.
That was many years ago. Hinata's mother had died giving birth to Hanabi and now Hinata always traveled to the waterfall by herself. Seeing the place where her and her mother used to visit always brought sad memories, but they brought more good ones than bad.
Sitting down near the water, Hinata closed her eyes and let her troubles be swept away by the current. Running her hand over the soft grass, the Hyuuga woman let herself get lost in the simplicity of it all.
The reason Hinata had come here was to escape from her father. Hiashi was angry at the fact that Hinata was weaker than her younger sister, Hanabi. He had said that if she did not become stronger than Hanabi soon, her title of heiress would be taken away and given to her little sister.
Hinata had tried to defend herself and tell her father that she was becoming stronger, but all she earned was a hard slap across the face. He had then yelled at her, calling her a disgrace to the Hyuuga name and an embarrassment of a daughter. Her father's words hurt more than his actions.
Slowly raising her hand to touch the bruise that was slowly appearing on her cheek, Hinata let one tear escape her closed eyes.
Withdrawing her hand, Hinata let her thoughts drift back to a red haired boy who had stolen her first kiss.
"Gaara…"
That name sent shivers down her spine and evoked fear within her. But it also brought a feeling of warmth to her and made her heart beat faster. She was confused with the feelings she had for Gaara. Did she hate him or did she like him? Yes, Hinata was very confused.
Even though she knew of his bloody past and deadly personality, Hinata felt drawn to Gaara. Maybe it was because she knew he hurt on the inside and being who she was, wanted to help him. Or maybe it was because they were so different that Hinata was attracted to him. Maybe it was neither or maybe it was both. Whatever it was, Hinata was realizing that her long time crush on Naruto Uzumaki was slowly disappearing and being replaced with one for Sabaku no Gaara.
Placing her hands behind her to support her weight, Hinata leaned backwards and observed the slowly darkening sky above her. Smiling, Hinata remembered how her mother used to tell her stories about the stars when they would come out here.
"Oh mother, I wish you were here," sighed Hinata.
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"Hey, Kankuro?"
"Yeah, Temari?"
"What time is it?"
"9:30. Why?"
"Where's Gaara?"
The two Sand Siblings looked at each other quickly, worry and fear plastered over their faces. It was very dangerous not to know where Gaara was, especially at night.
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Idiot boy! Why are always watching her? She's doing nothing special except sitting there!"…"
Are you even listening? Ever since you kissed that weakling, you've been following her more and…
It was cut off by a sharp "Shut up". Gaara was becoming increasingly tired of listening to Shukaku yell at him for kissing Hinata.
HinataHe did not feel sorry about kissing her and would gladly do it again. Her lips had been so sweet and soft; he could hardly control himself when their lips met. He wanted more and wanted it soon.
Selfish. That was what Shukaku had been calling him. He kept on saying that he only wanted the pleasure of kissing and touching Hinata; that he did not actually love her, just lusted after her. After all, it had said, a monster like Gaara could never love.
"You're wrong." He growled, clenching his fists.
Gaara stood within the shadows of the trees surrounding the waterfall. He had followed Hinata there and had watched her ever since. Gaara had thought that after he kissed Hinata, she would be gone from his thoughts. Instead, she plagued them even more.
Hinata confused him. She did not push him away when he had kissed her nor did she yell at him when he had stepped away. Hinata Hyuuga was too kind a person for her own good, he thought. One day, she might seriously get hurt.
Gaara felt a small smile tug at his lips as he watched Hinata. She was the only person who could evoke such feelings from him. She was the only one who could make him smile, make his heart race, or make him feel warm. Hinata could do all these things to him and she didn't even know it.
Looking back towards Hinata, Gaara could see that the moon's pale light was illuminating her face, revealing flawless skin, closed eyes, and parted lips. The way she was sitting showed her wonderful curves and well-filled breasts.
Gaara's eyes filled with lust and his breathing became ragged. He needed to feel Hinata, to taste her, to maker her his. Forgetting his promise to Hinata, Gaara gave into his lust. Gaara was going to get his way whether Hinata liked it or not.
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Hinata's eyes shot open when she felt something brush against her hands. Looking down she was startled to see that sand was dancing over skin. 'Wait! Sand?' Hinata tried to stand up, but the sand held her there. Hearing footsteps, Hinata looked up to see Gaara standing over her,
"G-Gaara?" She whispered.
Smirking, Gaara eyes scanned Hinata's body. He had the advantage over her. Kneeling beside her, Gaara reached out and cupped Hinata's face.
"Do you hate me, Hinata?"
"W-what?" Hinata was very confused.
"Do you hate me? For kissing you?" Repeated Gaara.
Looking into Gaara's aquamarine eyes, Hinata felt fear spread through her body. 'Where is he going with this? And why is holding me down with his saHe didn't do this the last time.' Hinata continued to stare at him before answering.
"No, I don't hate you."
"Why not?"
"Why should I hate you?"
Gaara looked at Hinata, slightly shocked that she held no anger towards him for kissing her. Leaning in, Gaara whispered in Hinata's ear.
"You're the only one who's ever said that. "
"W-what?" Hinata was shocked. Had Gaara grown up always thinking that everyone hated him? She felt her fear die away and be replaced with pity.
Turning her head so that their noses touched, Hinata looked into Gaara's sad eyes. She saw so much sorrow and loneliness in there; it hurt her to see that in a person's eyes. She looked down briefly when she felt Gaara's sand let her go.
Reaching up, Hinata gently touched Gaara's face. He was so warm and yet he was so cold at the same time.
Startled by her sudden actions, Gaara's eyes widened. No one had touched him like that before. Her hand was so soft and delicate; it made Gaara's heart speed up for a moment. Closing his eyes, Gaara leaned into her palm and covered her hand with his own.
Opening his eyes, Gaara wrapped his arm around Hinata's waist and pulled her towards him. Their faces were even closers now, their lips a breath away. Gaara's hand left Hinata's and began to caress the sensitive spot on her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Hinata?"
"Yes, Gaara?"
"Thank you."
In one swift move, Gaara had Hinata pinned underneath him. His lips had captured hers and his tongue darted into her mouth. He was kissing her hard and roughly, causing her to whimper. His tongue met hers and it wasn't long until Gaara had Hinata moaning.
Hinata didn't know whether to push Gaara off or let him continue, but a moment later she knew the answer. It just felt too good to make him stop. Building up her courage, Hinata began to copy Gaara, but not as roughly.
Gaara inwardly smiled when Hinata began to kiss him back. It looked like he would get what he wanted without doing it against Hinata's will.
Gaara's mouth then left Hinata's and trailed down to her neck. He began to suck, lick, and bite her soft, tender skin. Tilting her head to give him better access, Hinata let out a moan. Her hands tangled themselves in Gaara's messy red hair.
Hinata gasped when she felt Gaara's hand begin to go underneath her shirt.
"Gaara, w-we probably shouldn't do this," she said in a quiet voice.
"Why shouldn't we?"
"W-well…" Hinata didn't know why.
Gaara chuckled at Hinata's innocence.
"Hinata, I wont stop. I want you far too much to quit now." His voice was thick with lust and breathing was ragged. Nodding her head slowly, Hinata silently told Gaara that he could continue.
His calloused hand soon found Hinata's large breasts. His thumb began to play with its nipple, squeezing and pinching it hard. Gaara hungered for more so he pushed Hinata's shirt up so that he could see her breasts.
Leaning down, Gaara began to suck on one of Hinata's breasts while his hand continued to play with the other one.
Hinata arched her back into Gaara when he gently bit her nipple. Moaning as he continued to work on her chest, Hinata pushed Gaara's head against her, pleading for more.
Bringing his head back up, Gaara whispered in Hinata's ear.
"Do you want to go farther?" His voice was deep and alluring.
Hinata was silent for a moment, contemplating her answer. After a few more minutes of silence, she finally nodded.
Smiling, Gaara kissed her softly.
"I promise to be gentle."
That night, Hinata lost her virginity, but she gained something as well. They both did. The knowledge that there was someone in this world who loved them more than anything else in the world.
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I'm sorry if you wanted a lemon, but I cannot write one for reasons being of my own. But I hope you liked the slight lemon that I did write! Please review!
--TheUnknownDead