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Chapter 3: Rivals

She walked up the steps by memory. His door was ajar with only a slight crack to look through. It was all she needed in order to see his silent frame stand before the open window. His skin seemed to look almost transparent with the sun's rays across it. Someone grabbed her from behind and down the hall. The individual spun her around pushing her into a room before closing and locking the door.

" What have you done to my brother?" asked an older feminine voice.

" Nothing." the brunette turned to glare daggers into the other woman's black beady eyes.

" He's acting different because of you." the blonde walked past and picked a kunai up from off her dresser. " Why?"

" I haven't done anything and if you don't stop threatening me something bad, just might happen." the warning was evident, but ignored.

" Stay away from him or else…."

" Or else what?" she growled at Temari making the twenty-one year old jump back. " You won't do anything to me. Your just as scared of me as you are of him. Don't make threats you can't fulfill."

They stood there glaring at one another until a sharp knock sounded on the door. Temari hurried to it, and opened it a little to see Gaara standing outside. He glared at her with the same intensity the woman in her room had.

" Yes …Gaara?" she gulped

" She's in there." he stated

" I was seeing if she could wear some of my old clothes, so that the holy ones she's wearing can be thrown away." a fake smile crossed her lips. He narrowed his eyes and then walked away.

Temari closed her door and leaned against it. Letting out a sigh of relief she looked at the strange woman who was now wearing some of her old clothes . The anger within her returned seeing her with HER clothes on. She wore her sandels still, but now had on a blue tank top with a mesh shirt underneath and a black skirt that ended mid thigh. The black headband that was on her forehead was now tied gently around her neck. The sight disgusted her, but she could not deny that the young woman was attractive.

" You said you were helping me find new clothes." the woman smiled evilly

" What's your name anyways?" Temari asked hands on her hips.

" I am whatever you choose to call me.." she smirked

" Wait a minute. You….don't have a name?"

" Well I've been called monster, beast, reptile, mistake, horrible, evil, troublesome, Godzilla…would you like for me to go on?" she put her hands back down from counting off the names on her fingers. " If your trying to infer a name similar to yours or his….well then no I don't….atleast…not one I can remember."

" How do you live a life without ever being given a name for yourself?" Temari was baffled at what she was learning.

" I wouldn't put it as me having been living, its been more like…existing." she explained sitting down on the bed. She leaned back on it staring at the ceiling. " I was in a comatose state from birth till I was about three years old, then my uncle began training me to become a weapon of mass destruction."

" You mean a ninja." Temari broke in.

" No…he's been trying to make me destroy all the village leaders and because I refuse he wants me dead." Sleep was finding its way across her facial features.

" In that case all the others must be warned." the blonde thought aloud.

" They'd….never…believe it." she began falling asleep. " He's already…told them all…that I'm …the threat."

Her words trailed off as she drifted to sleep. Temari stared down at her watching her chest rise and fall. If they hadn't have talked she would have killed her already. Instead she walked out and went downstairs. Both boys looked up as she entered the room. The blonde only sighed in confusion and frustration.

" She has no name, we have no idea where exactly she's from, and she claims that her Uncle wants to destroy all the countries and take over. So what have you learned about her since she's been here?" Temari looked at Gaara as she asked him the question.

" Where is she?" was the only response.

" Upstairs in my room. But…"

He stood up ignoring her. Anger exploded from her momentarily forgetting who he was.

" We live here too!" Temari shouted

Instantly she covered her mouth. He stopped to turn and look back at her. Never had she dared speak to him in such a tone.

" Gaara…I." she stammered

" She's from Lightning Country. The Raikage wants her because of the demon inside of her body. It's a powerful four-tailed demon. That's all I know."

He walked off and upstairs. Walking into Temari's room he saw her sleeping where his sister has said. Something inside of him was breaking though he wouldn't admit it aloud. Perhaps it was knowing that there was someone else out there besides Naruto. He wasn't feeling completely alone anymore and he wanted to keep it that way. Leaning over he lifted her with ease. She didn't feel heavy and seemed to fit perfectly in his arms. When he turned to leave the room Temari stood in the doorway. He stopped and looked at his sister. Taking a hint she moved out the way. As she moved so did the woman in his arms and for some strange reason she buried her face into his chest. Like an infant she gripped his shirt with one hand balling into a fist.

" You both seem to need one another without realizing it." Temari whispered

For a moment Gaara's eyes softened at his sister's words. It shocked her to see the change, but it reminded her also that he was still human after all. He walked into his room closing the door behind them. She smiled to herself and went into her room.

Inside his room Gaara placed her down on his bed. Unfortunately, she wouldn't let go. Her grip was strong and he couldn't get her off. Instead of continuing to fight the losing battle he laid next to her thinking she'd let go. She didn't. Things only got worse by her snuggling close to him. It seemed soothing to have someone close to him without being afraid. He stared up at the ceiling. When she finally let go of his shirt, he didn't want to move. Why was he becoming like this? She was turning him into a softie….and he didn't care. Instead he rolled onto his side to look at her while she slept. It seemed like she was at peace this way. Her stomach growled while she slept. She hadn't eaten like he had wanted her to. The woman was stubborn and yet something still attracted him to her. His eyelids slowly lowered and for the first time in his life Gaara slept. TO BE CONTINUED.

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