Two weeks went by. She slept soundly on his bed waking occasionally from the pain in her head to fight off the demon. Never did she speak to him, she only looked into his eyes before passing out again. Seeing how he never slept, the reasons for her need of rest were something he couldn't understand. During the day he left the gourd, that was always on his back, inside his room. The sand would alert him when she awoke or if there was trouble. It puzzled him as to why he ws so curious about her, but perhaps when she finally awoke completely he'd know. It was the beginning of the third week and he sat at the table with his older half siblings. As always it was quiet…..until she came running down the steps with moving sand behind her heels. For ten minutes she ran through the house opening and closing doors in an attempt to be rid of it. Finally, she stopped at the front door and turned to face the annoying stuff.
" That's it." she replied rolling up her sleeve. She put her hand out before her and the sand suddenly stopped.
Kankuro and Temari stood in shock gawking at her. The coffee cup that had been in Gaara's hands was now shattered all over the table. No one should be able to control the sand but him…..no one. He stood abruptly from in his chair ignoring the pain of the cup shards in his hands as he slapped them down on the table.
"Stop that." came the order
"Call it off." she returned not caring to even glance in his direction
"Your not suppose to be able to do that." the tone was sounding as if he were ready to kill.
"Call it off." was repeated yet again.
Glaring angrily at her he called it off and the sand traveled back upstairs. Temari and Kankuro were astonished that he had even listened let alone to a complete stranger. She turned her head glaring at him with the same intensity he had at her. It was scary just being between them. Kankuro motioned to Temari and they both slipped out of the kitchen. She was awake. Its what he'd been waiting for since he'd found her. So why couldn't he remember what he wanted to ask? This woman had even more attitude than Temari and some of the Konoha girls combined! This question now was how should he go about this. He examined her face for what seemed like the millionth time. The dark circles had faded from around her eyes and there was less color to her face. Fatigue. With that thought she suddenly collapsed to the floor.
"Damn it." she cursed under her breath.
Her brown hair covered her face from his view. He liked the length of her hair. It made him wonder how she looked when the wind blew through it. Kami-sama! Why did he keep thinking such things about her? He still didn't even know who the hell she was! They were silent for awhile not speaking to one another. Silently he waited to hear her speak. Both of them were the same, but would she notice like he had? She cried out in pain as the demon tried to find its way out again. This time she was wide awake and slammed her head against the front door. Blood dripped down the side of her face and the pain was gone from her mind. Breathing heavily she sat there staring wide-eyed at the floor.
"Why do you keep existing when it troubles you constantly?" Gaara finally asked
She looked up and narrowed her eyes before answering " Where will it go when I'm dead? I exist to be its Host, it there suppose to be another purpose for me?"
" I exist to kill those other than myself."
" What will you do when there's no more left?" came her confused voice
" There will be an answer when the time comes for it." he countered
Silence filled the air all over again.
"Who are you?" she asked
"Gaara….of the Desert." the name rolled off his tongue with the expectance of a shiver that never happened. " You do not know who I am." It was a statement not a question.
" Yes…I've heard of you." was the truthful answer
" You are not afraid?" came an unusual curiosity
" What's the point? We both have the desire to destroy whenever threatened." she eyed him warily. Then her head jerked toward the window behind her. " They've found me."
Struggling, she stood to her feet and opened the door. The wind was blowing roughly outside causing the sand to fly freely within it. Turning to look at him, she smiled briefly with an evil glint in her eye before limping outside and closing the door behind her. There was silence and then the clinging of kunai's filled the air momentarily before the ground shook and all was quiet.
" Gaara, what was that?" Temari asked running down the steps.
He ignored her and walked to the front door to open it and looked outside. Three dead bodies lay on the ground in front of her. Just as he had imagined, she looked beautiful with her long hair flowing behind her. Wait. Him? Thinking someone was beautiful? Where did that come from? Something was changing inside his mind, but he couldn't understand exactly what it was.
" Is someone trying to assassinate her?" Temari asked not daring to come near him.
" She is like me. We are killers." was the only thing said.
Her blood was on the door, having yet to be cleaned off. The older blonde girl noticed it as she watched her younger half- brother walk out the house. She did not like the other woman and hated that he'd brought her inside their home. She was trouble and they didn't need more than the could handle. Gaara was enough of a job to keep in line. She and Kankurou didn't need two to worry about.
He stepped off the porch and she turned to look at him. They stared one another down.
" Fight me." he ordered.
" I will show you no mercy." was her agreement.
Sand moved to his back from inside the house forming the gourd that was always with him. Snapping her fingers the wind stopped and everything settled. The dead bodies sank beneath the surface. When the last fingertip disappeared the fight began.
Sand struck out at her which she easily dodged. The barrier blocked his face as two shurikens went for his chest. Two of the star points made it through the defense making him realize there was more to her than he had first imagined. Lashing out again she dodged again, but ran at him with unnatural speed while doing so. The sand couldn't keep up with her and she was able to swing at him….. But it never hit it target. Shackles wrapped themselves around her neck and wrists dragging her backwards and across the sand. Angry at the interference Gaara looked at the intruders to see a couple of ANBU officers holding her down.
" This one is coming with us. She's wanted by Lightning Country's Raikage for…."
" the completion of a mission to destroy and take over all other countries." she interrupted.
One of the ANBU officers lifted her by her neck. " Shut up." then he punched her in the stomach and dropped her on the sand.
He was clearly the leader as he signaled others to bring her. A younger officer kneeled to pick her up. She struck out punching him in the throat and kicked two others back as well. The leader became furious and grabbed one of the chains while doing a hand seal with his hands. Electricity went through the metal and into her body. It was powerful, but she still stood turning to face him.
" Very well." she replied then did some hand seals. " Sink hole." she murmured kneeling to the ground.
The sand began creeping around their ankles and pulled them beneath the sand. They tried techniques to stop it, but with no luck whatsoever. Scratching at the sand to pull themselves up like idiots.
" I am fear, death, and hatred. This is the fate bestowed upon you, the ones who have been sent to destroy me." reaching around her neck she snapped the metallic collar off and the ones from around her wrists as well. " Now where were we?" she asked her previous opponent.
" You were going to tell me your name?" he responded.
She smirked at him before replying " I don't have one. I am what ever you choose to refer to me as."
Kankurou and Temari came running outside. They looked around for the threat. " What's going on?" Kankurou asked
" We're training." Gaara glared at them. " Are you through?"
" Well if your tired I couldn't care less." she raise an eyebrow.
He turned around and began walking back into the house. When he reached the doorway he looked back at her. The sand then gripped her ankles and pushed her toward the house. A glare was received for the action, but he didn't care. This guy had an attitude, though it was somewhat cute, he was still kinda annoying. No one pushed her around without a fight. Unfortunately, as soon as she was going to do something about it, she tripped up over the bottom step. Ooooh he was gonna get it for that one.
" I can hear and speak just for the record." she spat, but her was already gone.
" Why is he so interested in you?" Temari asked, picking up the woman by the front of her shirt.
" The hell if I know." was the smart answer.
" Watch your tongue." Kankurou ordered.
" Put me down." the look in her eyes made them back off and put her down.
She walked past them and into the house. She would've left, but a certain someone didn't want her to. What was his deal anyway? He didn't know even her name! Kami-sama! What was the point of keeping her here? She was just about ready to give him a piece of her mind. Just then her stomach growled from a large lack of food.
" Here." Gaara replied handing her a plate of some food. " Temari made it…so if you get sick its her fault."
He walked past her leaving her alone. What the hell! She was seriously going to have to talk to him. Putting the food down, she walked up the stairs after him. TO BE CONTINUED…..