The Truth

Gaara's eyes narrowed, he didn't want to talk since it was so unlike him to talk very much to his enemies. It was starting to annoy him how this demon had been such a nuisance to him, first he had taken Sakura's memory away, then he had tried to kill Sakura, and now he was trying to kill Sakura again. If there was one thing that the world should've learned by now is that if you mess with Sakura it's messing with Gaara, and no one wants to mess with Gaara.

Sakura let go of Gaara and tried to flee but was stopped by a concrete thick wall of sand, she looked strangely at the sand in front of her then back to Gaara with confusion plastered on her face like that of a sculpture.

"I said stay close," said Gaara in his usual suttle tone.

Sakura nodded then walked back over to Gaara, Gaara's eyes never wavered from the man in front of him. Gaara's arms were crossed as the sand built what seemed like walls around Sakura.

"You should stay in there for the time being," instructed Gaara as he used some of his hand signals in a rapid manner until ending up on a signal that looked like he was praying.

A sly grin erupted on Gaara's face as the sand from his gourd spilled out and then started to building a wall. It flowed up into the air Gaara's eyes narrowed as he stepped with his outer foot a bit further to plant himself sturdily on the ground.

"Ryuusa Bakuryu!" yelled Gaara as the sand increased in size so rapidly as them flew forward at the man.

Gaara's blood red hair flew up in the blast of chakra energy this attack took; the sands grains formed together and ran forward with what seemed like arms stretching out. The demon had no choice but to jump back continually, until finally one hand grabbed onto him and dragged him down. The thousands and thousands of tons of sand flooded over each roll of pre-made sand burying the being inside of it.

The sand seemed to roar its silent rage as it followed through with Gaara's every whim. As Gaara's rage was poured into the attack he let a small section of his sand confide Ookami to avoid anymore of this running away business.

Gaara grinned wickedly as the man was buried in the sand he had created, he always took great pride for his killing and this man would be no different. Gaara's torturous ways that destroyed and buried each being in his inner term oil was a merciless process only approachable by the cold Gaara.

Sakura's eyes widened inside her chamber of the confining grains that held her captive by the whims of Gaara, the sand would ripple slightly as she felt the cage of sand keep her close with little room to move. If she backed up she'd feel the grains stroke her to encourage her to stay in place, shivers erupted from her spine as it chilled and tortured her. She would move with the sand, if the sand wanted her to move she would. She was at a complete loss; her saviour was the very being she had escaped from. Yet she was comforted that it was him who saved her rather then someone else, but even then fear remained the most present and dominant feeling…

'I feel lost and insecure,' thought Sakura as she heard the screams and laughs of the outside world flood her mind.

The being that had attacked them was now screaming out in agony as he was buried under the sand, his voice so hollow and filled with pain it seemed to swallow Sakura's mind and spit it back out.

"Stop… screaming," pleaded Sakura as she placed her hands over her ears to try and dim out the muffled cries beneath the sand.

Tears were starting to appear in Sakura's eyes as her ears felt like they were bleeding, the sand quickly shut off the noise by encasing Sakura in sand much like it would if it was doingSabaku Sousou but kept her head in a air bubble making her able to breathe.

'He really does care,' thought Sakura to herself.

"Well no shit! I don't think he'd kill you after rescuing you!" yelled the inner Sakura. "Seriously we should ask somebody who the Hell this guy is!"

Sakura looked around unable to see or hear anything, all she saw was the fine grains of sand that caressed her body with such grace and elegance that it seemed to try and lull her to sleep in the forever darkness it created. But Sakura was stronger then that and wouldn't allow the darkness to seep in… entirely.

On the other side of this wall of grains that held his Sakura captive, Gaara was tormenting and torturing the man who held nothing more then a death wish for attacking his Sakura.

Gaara's eyes, with their black eye shadow that remained aligned around his eyes, held no emotion but pure hatred. His signature scowl was present as he glared at the spot that the man had been encased in. The sand started to rustle and Gaara's eyes narrowed, the 'man' was doing this… and he knew it.

In a blast of up roaring sand a head and arm shot out of the ground, the mans cloak was missing leaving the upper torso completely exposed. The man's chest and body was muscular yet shredded to pieces of its beauty with more exposed scars that bit and nipped at his flesh. But the mysterious part that lay upon his body was what seemed like a tattooed on collections of symbols speaking of death and killing in perfectly practiced kanji. The man huffed silently as he shook his chestnut brown hair that flowed all the way down to his ass in a perfect braid to release it of the sand that plagued the top of his head.

"Oh you did it Gaara," sneered the man. "I Samayou will kill you."

The man now named Samayou shot forward pulling out a handcrafted knife with delicate embroidery made from someone who had a lot of time on their hands, to much time. It was a waste in Gaara's eyes; if you weren't spending so much time on your weapons then maybe you would be a better fighter by training longer hours instead of wasting your time. But then again nothing –except Sakura mind you- was a beauty in Gaara's eyes. It was just a bland amount of colours and unused flesh.

"And you expect to kill me with a mere butter knife?" scowled Gaara as he folded his arms and narrowed his eyes. "You'd be better off dead rather then to try to strike me with that piece of shit."

"Cocky are we?" asked Samayou as he licked his lips revealing his long tongue. "But I don't intend on using it on you…"

In an instant Samayou's grin was whipped away as he shot forward at light speed, he ran past Gaara and aimed himself for the sand cacoon that surrounded Sakura. Gaara quickly whipped around just in time to catch his concrete thick sand cacoon being shattered as Samayou shot his scarred body right through it like a hot knife through butter.

A shriek was heard from Sakura as she saw his face shoot through the sand then his arm grabbed onto her and she shot backwards with him. When she hit through the sand it was like she had just been hit by a car, the force of the impact jerked her body forward and when the pain finally set in she couldn't even scream in surprise since it hurt too much. Her emerald eyes widened to the size of watermelons, her mind screamed in pain and her body seemed to go numb.

Gaara's eyes widened as he saw Sakura being thrown into the wall of concrete-like sand that he had created, when Samayou's scared arm reached out of the sand with Sakura with him Gaara couldn't believe how Samayou had done it.

Samayou's thin lips eroded in a grin that showed true maniac pride, he had done something that would be thought near impossible… but then again Samayou's guts to strike against Gaara was truly something thought to be impossible. Samayou had not only gotten himself out of the wall of concrete but he had carried Sakura with him, dragging the precious being through what seemed like the most painful thing she could ever experience.

As Sakura's heart raced and her mind screamed in agony she found herself nearly unable to breathe, each breath was shallow and rapid. Her eyes were starting to swell as they had no oxygen and remained exposed. She then turned her head to Samayou, then to where Gaara was. She wanted to scream but no sound came from her throat, she wanted to cry but she couldn't shed tears, but most of all she wanted to breath…

Gaara's scowl turned into a rage filled expression, Gaara's sand shot forward and knocked the already weakened Samayou from Sakura's frail body sending Samayou hurdling into a tree.

Flash Back

"Gaara… I never want to loose you," said the pink haired women as her short pink hair rustled in the steady wind. "I don't want to be alone… anymore."

The red head, which once knew Sakura as the timid creature who had initially been an enemy to him, was now feeling a great longing tugging at his heart of stone. His walls had come crumbling down; his trust was relying only on her now… she had him in her little mind games, trapped like a mouse in a maze… and he was loving every minute of it.

Both had built mansions in their hearts and were finally giving away the keys to each other. There was only one problem, could this promise to stay forever truly be achieved? Or was it a lie that held a desired truth? Gaara would never leave Sakura and Sakura knew it, Sakura would never leave him… right? What would happen a few months from now? In a few years? Whatever the cause it held no interest to the two who had grown to show their affection to one another over testy times.

"I don't want you to feel alone," replied Gaara as he opened himself like a book. "I'll always be here… to protect you, I promise."

And with that the twosome became a couple, their lips pressed against each others as if in perfect matremoney to their desired filled hearts and minds. The keys had been passed on.

Back to Reality

'I told her I would protect her,' thought Gaara. 'I promised her to protect her forever… forever.'

The sand encased Sakura and brought her to Gaara's side, he grabbed onto Sakura and held her bridal style. His racoon-like eyes that held their peaceful sea green eyes were eroded into what seemed like little dots. The look of rage and pain was evident on his face, his chakra seemed to scream the words 'pissed off' as it raged around him crackling every so often.

Sakura looked up at the man who was holding her bruised body, she screamed slightly in pain as his hands tightened their grip on her soar flesh. She had never seen anything more scary then what she was seeing right now…

End of Chapter

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