Disclaimer: Nope, I don't even own any plushies.
Chapter 6: Who are you?
Sakura was stunned at his inquiry. Hate him? How could she hate him? How? She was tired of running from all her issues, he just happened to be one of them. "I can't hate you, I refuse to keep putting if off. Refuse to keep running." She was sure he'd understand.
His brow furrowed in absolute confusion. He was trying to grasp what was happening. Fear, if she'd just give it to him, then Shukaku wouldn't be so interested to have her.
She watched as he considered her words. 'Maybe being his for the sake of saving innocent people isn't such a bad idea…' Inner Sakura chimed. Maybe…maybe isn't such a bad word. He had gotten better in fighting back the demon at times. Maybe she could help him. Maybe he wouldn't own her, but the other way around… Maybe started to sound good.
Gaara got up to his knees, making soft sounds. The sand didn't slow his fall from the tree and his left shoulder had taken the weight of his body. Standing on his own feet didn't sound too hard, but when he tried, the world swam. He would not show weakness. But, after that show, he would be just lying to get away.
She was on land now, slinking past him to get dressed. All the caked blood (and whatever else sand caught from a crushed body) seemed to have come off. She tied up her long hair, staring down at his form. She saw the huge gash on the back of his shoulder. When she started his way, he tensed and then stifled an outcry.
"Calm down or you're going to be in more pain. Off with your shirt." He gave in and removed the torn shirt. While healing him, she hummed gently, watching his reaction. /Well, his build is almost better than Sasuke's… / She thought, and her Inner self piped up, 'I bet he's good in-' /Stop it./ She had to be loosing it, arguing with herself, and over… the newest Kazekage, Gaara.
His face went slack with something peaceful and his body relaxed into her touch. She realized she had started singing out of nervous habit. It was kind of neat to watch the most destructive being give in so much to something so simple. Reluctantly, she was done.
"Gaara…we have to go ba-" She blinked as she was smashed against him, under him. 'Well this is fun!' Inner Sakura was making fun by wiggling around. /Stop helping me/ Sakura struggled to stay calm.
"Fight me. I can smell your fear, fight me." he growled. Gaara was on the edge of insanity, but he held on with a willing fight. To be dominate, was good. To kill your prey, was good. But, to be… controlled by you're prey? Surely that was not an option he knew of before. He woke up to hear her voice.
"Gaara? Gaara, we can't do this here. At least give me some dignity." Sakura's face was slightly flushed which made his demon curl it's tail in a small victory.
'Aha! So you do like the boy/ Inner Sakura was cheering for her own victory. But the real Sakura ignored her, still pinned to the ground. Gaara watched her carefully.
"What will you do if I let go? Run?" He waited for her to say 'yes.' Waiting for an excuse to crush her and stop the maddening beating of his heart. Hearing his own blood rushing in his body was not what he was accustomed to.
"I'll get up, get my things, and we can go back. We can…work this out later." She knew her face was more shades of red by then. Oh yeah, talking relationships alone with a possessed person sounded real fun. He watched her for a couple more minutes; those jade eyes little narrow slits, showing his plain distrust of anyone. She just grinned and started humming, gradually making his body calm down above her.
That song was cut short when he smashed his lips down on hers. She felt his hands grip her sides and jerk her up to stand. But her liberation ended short again with her pinned against a tree. He was feral in all movements, but those teeth didn't break skin. She was a goofy mess near the end, never had done that anyone. Gaara looked a little more pleased in her reaction.
"I don't like to be owned." He snarled, teeth grazing the skin on her neck. It brought a small sound from her.
"Neither do I." She murmured, letting out a low sound that made his body react with more mysterious need. Sakura then remembered the mission and their team waiting. "Gaara, off, we need to get back. When this mission is over, we can talk."
He gave the kunoichi weary eyes, "Straight after?"
"Where ever you'd like."
He gave her a wicked smile. "Fine, we can do it at my home."
"Alright, your place." Sakura mumbled, moving a bit away thought he didn't seem disturbed by it. Gaara was pleased by her bravery to give into him and his demands so easy.
"Well Haruno, I think you just sold your soul to a real devil." A deep voice came from a tree nearby. Sakura's heart about stopped beating for a second. Gaara moved in front of her, his body hiding her from the visitor's view.
"You." Gaara snarled harshly. Something small pricked his neck and the world streamed out in colors. All he heard was Sakura's voice yelling his name as he plummeted to the earth far below. He heard the fight and a loud shriek before everything went black. /Sakura… /
"She's mine now."
A/N: (What will happen next? What will become of the two? And who is this visitor? Why am I asking you all these questions? More coming soon.)