Title:Hinata
Warnings:Character death.
A/N:This chapter is new and completly different from where the first story was going, ending (which was never posted) will be similar.
"Go home."
"G-gaara.. I d-dont u-understand.."
"Go home Hinata, its simple." He watched her walk away.
'She didnt even run..'
Your a pathetic human.
'Your no better of a demon.' Shukaku laughed roaringly, Like you would know human. Gaara's mind stayed on her for the next three hours. He found his feet took him all around town, until after it was Dark out. He stayed mostly out of sight from people, staying on rooftops or in allies. Around midnight or so he found himself in front of her house, her window open. He summoned himself to her room and quietly watched her sleep for a while.
"Hinata" She stirred.
"Hinata..." He said softly. Her small fragile body stretched as she slowly woke up.
"H-hello?" She said sleepily. Gaara walked forward and she shot up pulling the blanket to her shoulders like a scared child. He walked forward closer to her bed as she stairred at him.
"Hinata.. Why dont you run?" Her eyes were locked on his, tearing up. For only a second it was almost as if she stairred into him, almost as if she understood.
"W-why would i r-run from y-you Gaara?" His brain seemed to falter. Was he talking about himself? He reached out to her and she slowly reached forward.
"I d-dont want t-to be a-alone.." She looked at him pleadingly.
"I j-just w-wanted a f-friend.." she studdered out more.
"Friend.." he stated. Friend...? She grabbed his hand, her warm hands felt like fire to him.
His vision blurred, for only a second before it was over. A gasp escaped her lips before sand ripped through her, tears falling down her face as her body fell back, lifeless.
"hina-" Was all the came out before a large weapon of some sort was pushed through him. "Cold blooded killer!" Someone yelled. "Get some help! Hinata is bleeding." His body seemed to almost welcome the pain, the feeling of shukaku taking over, almost a release. The picture of a welcoming, friendly hand reaching out stuck into his mind, as it faded into the depths of shukaku's power.
A/N: Sorry. Short ending. I ended up hating this story. Review if you would like to tell me how it was. Flame if you would like, but i concider that a little rude, since.. ya know.. you didnt have to read it :). Good day or night to you reader.