Gaara slowly opened his sea green eyes for now he knew how he and Sakura came to be. He had remembered how it was a rainy day and Sakura was walking alone… he hadn't wanted to arouse her of his presence for he had wanted to kill her at first. But when he saw tears trickling down her cheeks he had been mesmerized and confused as to why she was crying. Days of watching her soon turned to weeks and he finally wanted to find out why she would go on walks and just cry, he had finally decided to ask her why she cried.
Gaara remembered his fear of Sakura rejecting him… letting him believe once again that he truly was a monster of no emotions. But she had accepted him, not out of fear or need of protection, out of friendship and love. At that moment he was startled by her caring and had tried to run away but Sakura had grabbed his hand before he could… He couldn't count how many times he had just stayed at Sakura's bedroom window just to see her, or how many times he would comfort her as she wept in her sleep. The reason she cried was because she was so alone… she was so alone in her mind even when surrounded by friends… she had truly nothing to live for. Her lust for Sasuke had ended when she had started maturing, her female friends were becoming scarce and more separated, and she felt no love.
Could you explain it as a lust? No… it was more of a need to see and be with her. Everything he had done now and probably will always do is something for her…
But what was that gut feeling Gaara had right now? It was like something was missing… something very important.
Suddenly a loud shriek eroded from the bedroom and the sound of smashing was heard as it echoed through the short hallway. A loud growl escaped from Gaara's throat like thunder crackling after the lightning.
Gaara used his quick speed and smashed through the bedroom door to find a man cloaked in a rich silk only spun in the desert holding Gaara's pink haired woman on the window ledge. The mans mask protected him from Gaara's ability to memorize what he looked like and the cloak matched with the mask as only 2 holes were poked out for his eyes.
Sakura's body was evident that she had fought for a while, blood dripped from several wounds that were probably created by the smashing glass in the corner of the room. Gaara let out a loud snarling growl.
"Let go of her damn it!" growled Gaara as he jumped forward ready to kill the man who so dared as to touch Sakura.
"To bad that I'm taking her with me," replied the man as he dodged Gaara's attack. "You know what I'm going to do?"
Gaara was silent as he huffed from trying to keep his demon under control and keep Sakura out of danger from this man.
"I'm going to hurt her, and then I'm going to kill her right in front of your eyes!" laughed the man as he let out of the window and onto a roof near-by.
"GRRRRRRRRRRRR!" raged Gaara as he jumped after the man.
How dare he even touch Sakura, how dare he threaten to kill her, how dare he invade his home…
The roof began to shake as Gaara felt his demon take over, he wouldn't fight it… if it could kill that man then he would be fine with it. Gaara tilted his head up and starred at the man then lunged forward like a wild animal much like Naruto had when he had first became the demon known as the Nine Tailed Fox.
"Let go of her damn it!" hissed Gaara as he sliced right through the side of the man's right leg.
"Alright," replied the man as he placed his hand on Sakura's for head then threw her to the ground. "Hope you can catch her before she hits the ground."
Sakura plummeted to the ground at top speed, her soft turquoise eyes were still shut tightly almost as if she knew what was going on but didn't want to wake up. Her pink hair fluttered behind her as she fell head first towards the ground. A hand grabbed onto hers and her eyes opened slightly and then closed once more. In the air Gaara switched positions with Sakura until she was in bridal style, her head rested upon Gaara's chest much like he would have carried her before to her soft haven of a home so many days ago after she had been walking all night long in the bitter rain.
Her hair still smelled like roses and honey, like the first time he had smelled her hair…
Gaara snapped out of his daze and prepared himself for the rough landing, as his feet hit the ground her ran forward to help with the painful impact. When Gaara got back to the apartment with Sakura he tried to wake her up.
"Sakura wake up!" ordered Gaara as he had put his demon aside only to find himself clutching onto Sakura's seemingly lifeless body.
Gaara's body began to shake as he walked over to the couch where he had once sat with the woman in his arms. He sat down and tried to wake her up, she didn't even stur.
"What am I to do?" thought Gaara out loud as he clutched Sakura close to his chest as each f his heartbeats rang through Sakura's ear.
How could he have let this happen? Why wasn't she waking up? Was this just a bad dream? What could he do? What did he do wrong?
He'd have to set it right, he knew he couldn't wake her up unless he brought her else where… where people specialized in this kind of medical term.
Holding Sakura on his shoulder, he grabbed his gourd and strapped it onto his back before heading out the door.
He walked past the scornful looks, the frightened woman and children, the sneers of the men, and the groups of friends. It was already dawn… the sun shone through the cheap windows of this building where he had called home. The boring beige walls lined all around the staircase like a maze leading to a nowhere.
As Gaara's feet carried himself and Sakura out the door of the apartment building and into the cold out doors of the village where more scornful faces would await the couple, Gaara felt the stares likes a burden… like he had been a burden to Sakura.
'Why did I meet you princess?' thought Gaara as he clutched Sakura closer. 'Why did I have to hurt you?'
A tall building stood in front of Gaara now; the sign of a red cross was visible on the buildings top as it read 'Fire Village Hospital' on the build-board. Gaara gave the white building no recognition as he walked into it; the scent of the sick and rubbing alcohol was so strong that it made Gaara feel awkward.
The nurse or medical ninja who was sitting at the front desk took one look at the gloom Gaara and then to the being in his arms. Her eyes went wide as she recognized the pink hair from anywhere.
The nurse was a brunette with streaks of blond in her hair; she wore the traditional medical ninja outfit and sat behind the oak desk. Her deep brown eyes seemed to swell out of her head as continued to stare at the young ninja in Gaara's arms. Gaara woke the nurse from her glare by shifting Sakura so she was slumped over his shoulder.
"We need a bed quick!" yelled the nurse to her assistant who had been working on some charts for previous patients that had come in that day.
The assistant led Gaara into a room and instructed him to place Sakura on the bed.
"We need you to step out please, sir," said the assistant, as she was obviously not to keen on having Gaara a known killer around her superior's patient.
"No," was Gaara's simple answer as he held onto Sakura's slender hand.
"B-B-B," stuttered the assistant.
Gaara shot the assistant a glare; if glares could kill then the assistant would have died 1000 times over. His light sea green eyes held nothing short of pure hatred towards this place… where they had tried so hard to keep Sakura away from him.
"I want a female doctor. No males shall enter this room other then I," ordered Gaara as he suddenly thought of what Sakura had told him of almost being asked out before only a night ago.
The assistant wrote it down in her notes then ran out the door leaving Gaara in the room with the unconscious female ninja. He held onto her hand and just starred at her pale face, like he was expecting her to stop 'pretending' to be unconscious and just open her emerald eyes. But that wasn't the case; something had happened when that man had put his hand on Sakura's for head, something must have been done… something.
The door was opened abruptly as a woman in a long white lab coat walked in and placed a chart in the holding in the wall. She was a tall blond haired woman as her hair was sleeked back and put into a tight bun.
"I want him out of the room while we do standard procedure," stated the doctor to her assistants. "He'll just be in the way."
She showed no fear of this demon, no… she couldn't, if the doctor showed fear then the rest of her team would to… even though she felt like she was going to wet herself she tried to stay calm and collective, if she could get the demon to leave she could check the virginal area for any signs of rape. This demon would most definitely try to kill her if he saw her do this, and she was right… he knew he would to.
Gaara released a loud growl as he stood up and walked out the door, the assistant pushed herself against the wall and held her breath in fear of the demon much like the nurse who had waited patiently for the demon to pass.
"What was he doing here?" asked the doctor as she pulled out her tools.
"He brought her in," replied the assistant as she hooked Sakura up to the IV next to the bed since Sakura had lost so much blood this would help to rejuvenate the blood and help with Sakura's severely white complexion.
"Do you think he could have done anything to hurt her?" asked the doctor to her assistant while checking Sakura's pulse.
"No, he seemed to intent on keeping miss Sakura close to him," replied the nurse as she examined Sakura.
"She needs to be moved to intensive care," ordered the doctor. "Make sure that Gaara doesn't see us moving her. He'll probably do something rational."
"We understand," said the nurse and assistant as they walked out of the room.
"Damn what happened to you Sakura?" asked the doctor to no one, as she could see no reason why Sakura wasn't awake.
Yee ha! I finished the second chapter! Now I wont continue this story until I get at least 5 reviews before I put up the next chapter, so tell your friends! Your buddies! Anyone who you know would like to read this kind of paring! I'm so sorry for not putting very much detail into this chapter but I had a short deadline to finish it so don't kill me! Anyways here's a preview to the next chapter:
"I'm sorry sir but Sakura is not going to wake up," said the assistant as her whole body shake with fear from the demon in front of her.
But the medical team knew she could wake up, its just… they had very little hope of her awakening, it was almost as if they felt she was to die.
The world seemed to turn, Gaara's world started to crash, the walls seemed to disappear into the sea of darkness and the people evaporated like a snowflake hitting a flame. He was alone now he was forever alone… all alone. Rage filled the demon, hatred boiled up, how could he let this happen?
So there you are your little prologue whatever you want to call it. I probably wont update for a while since this chapters going to be massive, but whatever, ja ne!