Breathe In the Rain

Breathe In, let go, and lean forward

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, but I do own Kumo Dokusatsu, Keo Soma and Rio Soma, I also own Sukai Nai

Author's note: I decided to leave the haunted house in two parts and start a new chapter.


Gaara sat behind Kumo who was asleep against his chest, the party wiped her out and they had sat on the couch when it ended to rest and she fell asleep in her attire.

It was hard not to stare.

He ended up laying his head on hers and staring at the wall, closed eyes and day dreaming.

It relaxed him, making it easier to resist temptations.

She was too beautiful, why?

Why did she work so hard to get his attention?

Wasn't it obvious that he couldn't not stare at her 24/7?

He rolled his eyes as he opened his eyes, only to go stiff when she slid down and used his thigh as her pillow.

Breathe...

Gaara glared at the couch and tried to breathe but couldn't help letting his hands tremble when he stroked her hair.

Just Great!

Gaara bit his lip and glared at the wall, his left eye twitching.

It was so easy when he hated the girl, her being irritating and all, trying to make him talk.

Then he noticed, he never really hated her, he always liked her, just not in the way he did now.

Gaara scrunched up his face slumped over, putting his elbow on the arm of the couch and leaning on his palm, growling at the wall.

Prunes,

Father,

Kankuro in a speedo...

The last one made Gaara shutter and swallow a small chunk of throw up, making him snarl more at the horrible taste and burn in his mouth.

"What's eating him?" Kankuro asked, looking at Gaara, while he (kankuro) whispered to Temari.

"Kumo..." Temari laughed sadistically before rolling her shoulders and limping with Kankuro over towards to the couple.

"Sukai Nai is Gaara's problem" Temari whispered to Kankuro, looking around before sitting on the couch across from Gaara.

Gaara glared at the wall above their heads.

Kankuro sat beside Temari then, leaning over, whispered in her ear.

"Who's Sukai Nai?"

Gaara broke the silence,

"The most obnoxious, oblivious, agitating demon turned human that ever existed, trying to take Kumo away from me!" Gaara spat, looking at them before looking to the wall to his right, glaring at the stair case where father and company talked.

Kumo jumped up, looking around wide eyed before straightening up and smiling.

"What I miss?" She laughed sheepishly before standing with the siblings to greet their father.

Kumo straightened herself out, and leaned on Gaara for a second as she pulled off the shoes, her feet hurting.

Kumo wasn't surprized that Temari was limping, Temari had danced longer and harder than Kumo, her ankle should be broken.

However, Kumo had an idea that Temari did this plenty of times and got used to the pain.

"Great job you 4, the Haunted House was successful, as was the ball" He stated with a broken grin that looked more evil than Kumo could imagine.

She was lost, completely confused and away from it all.

The Kazekage looked at Kumo with disgust then turned to Temari,

"Did you dress this girl?" He asked, almost insulting.

Kumo turned around, looking for whom the girl was he was taking about.

"What girl, I don't see anyone else but us 5...6" Kumo stated counting the Kazekage's assistant who was straightening herself as she stood tall.

She was obviously sizing up Kumo who seemed to be competition for best dressed.

Kumo noticed this.

Kumo eyed her and found she was in a short, skimpy black dress with red lace at the bottom and tracing the straps and the slits on the sides. She was showing most of her skin.

Kumo flipped her hair back, flatting it and grabbing Gaara by the arm, glaring at the woman.

If it was war, let it be war.

"My horse is bigger than your horse" Kumo mouthed, glaring at her with a challenging stare.

"Bring it slut" The Assistant whispered under her breath.

Kumo's jaw dropped and looked to Gaara, dropped his arm and blurted out and interrupted the Kazekage lecturing Temari on how to dress at her age.

"I'M NOT A SLUT, YOU ARE! YOU'RE SLEEPING WITH THE KAZEKAGE, THE CHEF'S, AND THAT LIBRARIAN!" Kumo screamed, putting her hands on her hips, remembering seeing the woman with all of the men that worked at the house hold during getting ready for the Haunted House.

The Kazekage stopped and turned to the woman who glared at Kumo but said nothing before coughing, straightening his suit out and leaving without a word.

"Why you little snitch!" The woman spat, "I'll choke that ditzy out of you" The Assistant snarled, walking towards Kumo only to have a wall of sand block her, plus Temari and Kankuro who had their arms crossed.

"So I was right, she was sleeping with dad!" Kankuro mocked, smirking at Temari "Hand over that 500 now" He mocked, taking the coins and smirking at the woman.

"How could you" Temari hissed, more ticked off now that she had been robbed of any loose change she had left.

Kumo looked at the sand before turning to Gaara who just smiled at her softly before putting a hand on her shoulder and suddenly they were in a dust of sand and on the roof.

"Burrrrrr!" Kumo shivered, covering her arms till a blanket covered her and arms wrapped around her, as if a child on a roller coaster.

"Sorry" Kumo whispered, leaning back against his chest, looking up at him before up at the stars.

"It's beautiful" Kumo added, taking in a deep breath before sighing and hanging her head.

"As are you" Gaara whispered in her ear, nuzzling her cheek with his before looking up at the sky, their cheeks touching.

Her Cheek was so warm, much warmer than his.

He closed his eyes, rested his chin on her shoulder and let his hair rest inside her straight hair.

"It's weird not to see your hair in pigtails" Gaara whispered, pulling back and looking at her face.

Kumo shrugged, looking up at the half moon.

"Temari said it looked pretty" Kumo whispered, smiling softly as she looked at him.

Now, Kumo told herself, do it now!

Kumo bit her lip but tore back, turning to look back at the moon.

No... not yet...what would happen next.

She was barely wearing anything and what if he suddenly realized this.

She wanted love.

But... what if he kissed her for love.

Gaara was shy... Gaara would be wanting her to make the first move.

Ohh, how badly Kumo wanted to.

Kissing Gaara would prove whither or not he liked her like the way she liked him.

"Gaara...." Kumo whispered, looking at him only to have cold lips pressed against her forehead.

"You should go to bed" He whispered, lips still against her forehead.

"But I'm not tired" She pleaded.

Please Gaara, just let me do this... I need to know! Kumo pleaded in her head.

"Okay..." He whispered, "Just a little bit longer" he added, nuzzling his cheek to hers and looking to the moon.

Forcing Kumo to look at the moon as well.

Kumo took a deep breath, whipped around to face him only to have him gone.

Gaara was standing up, pulling her with him and soon sand was around them.

"Gaara, I need to know something... but it's something you don't ask... but I... I don't want to be hurt" Kumo whispered, looking at him as the sand surrounded them.

"Know what?" He asked, eyeing her over.

Gaara's mind screamed,

Don't let her want to be with Sukai.

Gaara got closer to her as they found themselves standing on the balcony of his bedroom.

"I can't... I have to show you... Temari told me you'd tell me what I want to know if... I did this" Kumo whispered, stepping closer to Gaara, blanket still draped around her shoulders.

Kumo held onto his shoulders and went up on her toes only for the door to burst open.

"GAARA! HURRY, SOMEONE'S HERE FOR YOU!" Kankuro cried, forcing Kumo back flat footed on the floor in Gaara's room, as he ran with Kankuro to the door.

That meant something was wrong.

Kumo sighed, stomped her foot,

Storming into his room, slamming the balcony door shut and flopping onto his bed.

"Stupid Kankuro!"

Kumo closed her eyes and laid in Gaara's bed.

Almost an hour later, Kumo found herself thrashing about, screaming.

Blood.

Sakura and Sasuke slaughtered across the ground, Naruto trying to kill her.

"KUMO!" Gaara shouted, shaking her awake.

Kumo jumped, throwing herself into the arms of Gaara, tears streaking her face.

Kumo gasped, clinging to his shirt, tears still falling.

"Breathe" He whispered.

Suddenly rain began falling.

"Rain?" Kumo whispered, standing up and stumbling out to the balcony.

"Kumo come back in" Gaara whispered, standing at the Balcony doors.

Kumo just smiled and began breathing, feeling the needle feeling of rain being inhailed.

Kumo bit her lip before turning to Gaara and smiling.

"Come on!" She laughed, pulling his wrist and pulling him out to the balcony before forcing him out into the street where everyone was gathering.

Kumo giggled and danced around, holding onto Gaara before falling into his chest.

"Come on, you'll get a cold" Gaara whispered, tugging for her to go only for Kumo to smile and pull him back.

Chest to Chest,

Kumo smiled before pushing to her toes, pushed her lips against his, and grabbed onto his shoulders to stay up.

1...

Gaara stood in shock

2...

Still... still.

Kumo took a breath and went to pull back only to have his hands jerk and wrap around her waist and pull her closer, holding her up on his feet and kissing her back.

His hands never left her waist but once when they moved to her back than to her shoulders that he held tightly before pulling back.

Gaara took a deep breath, swallowed, and looked to the sky.

"Gaara... please, can we stay longer" Kumo whispered, still standing on his feet.

"I guess" He whispered, looking to her before their lips felt each other again.