A/N: Hey all reviewers! Sorry for the SUPER long update...my computer is still having problems and I'm actually writing this is Pusan, Korea! Hello America! Anyway...my reviews back to you!

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As Gaara's body slammed to the ground, Damasu slowly smiled. His smiled increased and soon he went into a hysterical laughter. He clutched his sides and let his head roll back, as Gaara laid still. Shaking his head, and wiping a tear, his laughter decreased, until only a smirk remained.

"I almost couldn't believe that I actually killed you," Damasu said to the dead body. "But here you are...dead within a few feet from me. I suppose this wasn't the first time you got someone killed...is it?"

The dead body said nothing.

Damasu smirked more and walked to the dead body.

"Now, what should I do with you? Hmm...I already know I'll be using your girlfriend as an experiment for my weapon. But you...perhaps I'll cut your head off and hang it...or maybe I'll just let you rot in the sand, like a demon should."

As he stood next to the carcass, Damasu eyed it closely. From where the head wound was, there was no blood. Looking inside the wound, he found that there was no splattered brains either. He then noticed the skin turning brown. With horror, he realized it wasn't Gaara. Widening his eyes, he then heard the sound of sand shifting and then falling behind him. Quickly, he pulled out his gun, but his face was met by a hard fist. His face collided with it, and soon, he was flying back. As he slammed into a concrete wall. he slowly faded into unconsciousness.

Damasu awoke to Gaara's face staring at him. Again, he quickly tried to pull his gun out, but with no success. Looking down, he found himself buried neck deep in sand.

"Did you really think I would pathetically fall for your tricks again?" Gaara asked, his body in a crouch position.

"Well it isn't the first time someone died because of your rage...is it?" Damasu spat.

Rage filled him, and Gaara gave him a hard punch in the face. The action seemed to knock Damasu out. Seeing his unconscious face roll forward, Gaara's anger slowly decreased. Sighing, he stood up and stared at the unmoving body. He wanted Damasu to have a painful death, but it seemed that he couldn't do it now. Sighing again, he remembered Damasu's last comment, and looked back at Sunome's body. Suddenly, an overwhelming emotion ran through him. An emotion he thought he had lost years ago: Sadness.

His eyes grew soft and Gaara slowly walked to the dead body. Staring at her face, he remembered the few memories they had.

"You should've left me alone..." Gaara said, remembering that Sunome had taken care of him, when he was unconscious.

Sitting next to her, he stared at her soft complexion. He then realized how fragile she was, but her constant bickering on how she could take care of herself, made him forget. After staring at her, he laid down and stared at the sky. He then closed his eyes and his let his thoughts run free.

Minutes passed, and Gaara heard a noise from Sunome. Quickly standing, he stared at her face. Her face was the same, nothing had changed. As he was about to lie down, he remembered that Sunome's eyes were half-closed. He stared once again at the closed eyes, and suddenly, angry purple eyes stared back.

"What...the...hell...did..Sunome..do?" Kita gritted.

"She's dead," Gaara calmly said.

Kita's angry face, then changed to curiosity.

"You...killed her?" she asked.

"Yes," Gaara said, he didn't even have to think for that answer.

She coughed, and Gaara knew it was supposedto be laughter.

"I...would...'ve...killed you...if...I...could," Kita said.

Gaara just nodded, he already knew.

"You don't have complete control?" Gaara asked.

"No. I'm..using...chakra...just to...talk."

Gaara slightly nodded.

"Can you move anything?"

Her face...and...her...arms."

Kita then tried to sit up, but her only her arms and head lifted.

"Kuso..." she said, putting her face and arms back down.

After that, no one talked. Both Kita and Gaara were busy with their own thoughts. Finally, Kita broke the ear-straining silence.

"I...need...you to...do...something," Kita asked.

"What?"

"Give...me...some...of your...chakra," Kita asked.

Gaara held Kita's hand.

"You.'re...not...suspicious?"

"You still would only have control of Sunome's arms and legs. The rest belongs to her," Gaara said.

"Fine. Chakra...Kyuuin...No Jutsu (Chakra Absorption)!"

Gaara saw a blue flame engulf Kita's and his own hand and soon, he felt his chakra being drained. When he could feel himself getting weaker, Kita let go.

"That's better," she said.

"What do you need chakra for?" Gaara asked.

"To perform a jutsu. I don't...no, I can't stay in this body. I'm a living soul in am immobile carcass. To live without a purpose is inconsiderable. When I was in Sunome's body, my purpose was to break free. Now, I can't even walk..there is no purpose I can serve."

Gaara only stared.

Kita sighed. "I'm bringing Sunome back. Only she can have complete control of this body. There's no way that I can live like this...and I can't just bring back anybody."

Gaara widened his eyes.

"Can you do it?" Gaara asked.

"Yes. I've seen it before."

Gaara nodded again. "Do you need any help?"

Kita shook her head. "You've done enough. But one thing. I'll be using all of my life force to bring Sunome back. That means that I'll be looking to fighting you in hell."

Without another second to waste, she quickly did numerous signs and then murmured something. A light surrounded the body, and Gaara automatically shielded his eyes. Moments passed, and the light ceased.

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Sunome slowly opened her eyes. Blinking twice, she found Gaara staring at her.

"Did Damasu get you?" she asked.

Gaara shook his head.

Sunome tilted her head. "Wha.."

Sitting up, she looked around. She was in the same place she was when she died. Quickly, she patted her chest. No blood or open wound was on her.

"What happened?"

"Kita revived you."

"Kita?"

Sunome stared hard and heard no thoughts.

"She's gone," Sunome said, obviously not a question.

Gaara nodded his head.

Standing up, he held his hand out to her. Sunome took it and he lifted her up. Still tightly clutching her hand, Gaara walked her back to Damasu. Damasu was already awake and saw Sunome walking towards him.

"There's no way...you can't be alive! I killed you! You're dead..DEAD!" he shouted, violently shaking his head back and forth.

Still holding her hand, as if he ever let go, he would lose her again, he looked at Damasu.

He held out his other hand, and slowly started closing his fist. But Sunome touched his hand.

"Isn't there an easier way? Can't you just bury him or something? I don't want to see anymore blood."

"But he killed you. He should suffer for that."

"I know. But here I am...and I don't want to see death again. Please."

Gaara sighed and quickly threw his hand. The action made Damasu disappear deep in the sand.

"There."

"Thanks," Sunome said, grabbing Gaara's whole arm.

Gaara muttered something, but still let Sunome hold his arm. As they walked back, Gaara quicklycaught a black figure out of the cornerhis eye. Quickly turning around, he wrapped his sand around the figure.

"Kankurou?"

"Ah...Ga-Gaara. N-Nice...to see...you," Kankurou gulped.

Gaara's eyes turned hard. "You were the cause of this."

He tightened his fist again, but before Sunome could protest, someone yelled, "Stop!"

Sunome whipped her head around, recognizing the voice.

"Temari!" Sunome shouted, running.

As she hugged her, Temari said, "I'm glad I got here in time."

Gaara didn't look back. "He tried to kill you too."

"I know, but he's still our brother."

"Why does that matter?"

"He's our family. I love him, like I love you. We're a family and we should stay that way. I know he tried to kill me...but it can be forgiven."

Sunome then walked over to Gaara and laid her hand on his shoulder.

Gaara sighed and his sand released Kankurou.

"Fine. What will he do now?" Gaara asked, as Kankurou rubbed his rump.

"He'll be Kazekage again. I'm moving to live with Shikamaru for a while though. Are you going to stick around? We're still a family." Temari said.

Gaara and Sunome looked at each other.

"I think I know where I belong now."

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A/N: Sorry for moving really fast, but I don't have a lot of time. But I really hoped you guys enjoyed it! Much love and if you want to talk or anything, check out Be my friend if you have one! Also, the Song "The Reason" by Hoobastank reminds me of this story. Anyway, thanks everyone for your great reviews! I hope this story did you well! Ja nee and take care!