She awoke the next morning feeling well rested for a change. Slowly her eyes opened. There was a strange, but strong familiar scent. Her vision was still blurry, however it smelled like warm clean sand that you'd find at a tropical beach. For a moment she thought she was at the beach until her sight cleared and she noticed the ruffled maroon shirt close to her face. Her eyes grew in size and ever so slowly she lifted her head to look upon the sleeping face of Gaara. She held her breath not daring to wake him since she had no clue how she had gotten into his room. Sleepwalking? Then she noticed the placement of her hands. One was holding his and the other laid gently upon his chest. What the hell had she been thinking in her sleep last night? Surely he wouldn't have brought her in here. He was deadly. Everyone, except for her, feared him. Sometimes he killed just to do it. So there was absolutely no way he could've…..then again he did bring her home. Another strange thing was that Yofune-Nushi hadn't disturbed her all night. Did the demons act domesticated when close to one another? Nothing seemed to really add up at all. There was only one conclusion….reality is really fucked up. Using great stealth she slipped out of the bed and away from him. Being close to someone was dangerous, she couldn't even if she wanted to. Tiptoeing out the room she left the house quietly, and headed into the village to find out information. While walking there she dug a facial mask out one of her pockets and put it on. If strangers looked at her they'd only see a young woman walking the streets to shop. She investigated every place until she heard Jounin talking and decided to eavesdrop.
" Words out that Orochimaru's alive." one of them spoke. " They say he's looking for demons like you- know- who of the Desert. The Hidden Village of Sound and Cloud have joined forces.
" No doubt about it. A war will most likely break-out soon." replied another.
She didn't want to hear anymore. It was obvious that sooner or later this would happen. Turning around she began heading back, then something caught her attention. Walking over to a booth she looked at a random figurine of a dragon. It reminded her of the demon inside her body. Smiling she inspected every detail of it and saw no flaw between it, and her inner demon.
" That's Yofune-Nushi." an elderly voice explained.
" Really? It's very beautiful." she answered pretending to know nothing.
" Do you know the origin of her? She was once a heavenly creature that lived in the skies. One day a ninja left the Hidden Village of Cloud to seek her for guidance."
Her golden eyes flickered at the mentioning of her home village. The old hag had her attention now.
" When he reached the top of a mountain that she usually rested on her found her and asked for great powers. Seeing through him she denied him his wish. Angry that the great beast turned him down, he planned an attack on her. One day when Yofune-Nushi flew over his village, he and many other Jounin of the village performed an old forbidden technique trapping the great dragon within a female infant. To this day no one has ever seen the heavenly dragon Yofune-Nushi ever since the infant that day was used as a form of a maiden sacrifice."
The story seemed to answer many questions she'd always asked herself. Was it possible the story was a lie, but then…. She was living proof. She looked down at the fake blue dragon in her hand. So she'd been fighting against a holy creature this entire time. Yofune-Nushi wasn't a demon….she was for living and fighting to keep the dragon imprisoned.
" Tell you what. It's been sitting on my table for years….Why don't you go ahead and keep it dear?"
" Thank you." she murmured
The elderly woman turned to organize her belongings. This was the only chance she might ever have to find out the truth. Closing her eyes for a moment she debated. To ask….or not to ask…..Opening her eyes she called out. " Excuse me! By chance did that infant have a name?"
The old woman stopped to think the answer over. For awhile she swore the lady would never respond to her question. " At one point I did, but my memory is getting poor. Sorry dear, but I forgot."
Bowing her head in defeat, she thanked the woman and continued her trip back. When she reached the front porch Temari sat on the stoop. The blonde looked somewhat angry. Was this chick on PMS night and day continuously? Ignoring the older girl she walked through the front door. There Kankurou stood towering over her. Her glared down at her smaller form.
" What did you do to him?" he demanded
" Nothing." she replied narrowing her eyes.
" He's sleeping." Temari said behind her.
" That's kinda happens when someone's tired" she craned her neck to look at the blonde out the corner of her eye.
" Where'd you go?" Kankurou asked
" Out." was her sarcastic reponse
FLASHBACK
" Where'd you go?" a gentleman asked with golden eyes.
" Out." was her sarcastic response.
" Don't take that tone with me young lady!" he yelled.
" Honey please. Don't anger Aidan. You might wake it up." a beautiful young woman with long flowing brown hair pleaded.
END FLASHBACK
The headache began again. Clutching her head she fell to the floor. Her movements scared Temari and Kankurou. Upstairs ice blue-green eyes suddenly opened. Something had awoken him from his peaceful slumber. The place beside him was vacant. Her. She had awoken him. Something was wrong.
"What's going on with her?" Temari asked scared.
" Aidan….my name….is….Aidan." she struggled to say. " Mom….Dad…I didn't ….they're dead… I …its my fault…dragon…anger."
"What're you mumbling?" Kankurou asked confused.
"She's remembering." Gaara replied walking down the steps.
"Aaah!" she screamed in agony "I didn't wanna kill you! It wasn't my fault..It wasn't my fault."
Tears ran down her face. Gaara placed a hand on her shoulder. He knew what it was like to kill someone close. Her predictament reminded him of when he destroyed the life of his uncle, Yashamaru.
" You're not alone." he replied.
For a moment all was still as she looked at him with tear filled eyes. They smiled slightly at one another. Both Temari and Kankurou stepped back in shock. Then they practically jumped back in fear when she hugged him tightly around his neck. Things were out of place and it was freaky.