Kankurou sat in the living room recliner drumming his fingers on his knees. He didn't know what to make of everything. Temari was on the floor staring at the intricate design in the colorful rug. Things were changing rapidly. It had all started the day Gaara lost his first battle against the blonde boy form the Leaf Village. After that Gaara's personality had changed. Now he was allowing some weird woman to….to hug him!
"We've got to her rid of her Kankurou."
" How? He's keeping a sharp eye on her." the eldest wondered aloud.
Upstairs the house was empty. As the sandy wind blew in and rustled the curtains of the open window. In the darkness of the night sat two figures on the roof. Both were silent and said nothing as they looked out over the landscape. She remembered the porcelain dragon in one of her pouches. Pulling it out she lifted it up to allow the moon's rays to make it glow. The old woman's words from before entered her mind again making the figurine suddenly look dark.
" Are you really a heavenly being?" she asked it.
Gaara sat there watching her speak to herself. She was unique and he liked to sit back and see just what she'd be doing next. Normally he didn't feel like talking. Around her….he did.
" Are you okay now?" there was no sound of worry in his voice, but it make her look at him.
" A woman spoke to me in the village today. She told me all about this thing." she handed the mini-dragon to him. " Yofune-Nushi. The dragon that once had a holy attitude until she was sealed within a female infant."
" You." he stated.
" Funny isn't it?" I'm the monster because I've been living and forcing her to stay sealed." her eyes glittered in the light of the moon making their color go from gold to a pale silver.
" Promise me something." he suddenly replied.
" What? I'm not confused enough as it is?" she smirked.
" No matter how I look never be afraid of me." he said looking at the sand below.
" Sure. That's a little off subject…but…I can promise that. Why?" if anything got more confusing she swore she'd go nuts.
" You' re the only one that did not look at me with fear upon first glance."
She tried not to, but couldn't help herself. Laughter rang out through the night. Seeing her happy lifted his spirits as well. Eventually a smile made its way across his face. When she saw it she laughed even harder.
" What's so funny?" he asked now confused.
" Your smile." she answered wiping a tear from the corner of the eye. " Its cool. I like how psychotic and crazy you look with it."
" Psychotic?"
" Yeah it goes great with those dark piercing eyes." she responded in a deep fake voice.
The smile faded and he turned away. She'd struck a nerve in him. He hated being reminded of what Shukaku had done to him. Insomina. It was something he wanted to be rid of. Getting to her feet she wiped her hands on the skirt she'd borrowed from Temari.
" Did I mention I finally remembered my name? My father shouted it at me jut before I killed him. It's Aidan." she jumped off the roof and landed softly in the sand. " By the way." she called up. Her golden eyes glittered mischievously. " About your eyes…they make you look good. You could say that….they're a turn on to me."
Turning around she walked away into the night. A smile crossed her face….until her uncle stepped out of the shadows and performed several hand seals.