A/N: YEAH 100 REVIEWS! You guys I almost cried when I found out I had 100 reviews. I'm not even worth 100 reviews! But thanks to you guys I have finally taken the final step in getting a book I wrote published! So in order to celebrate here is a romantic chapter of Gaara and Hinata that I wasn't planning on writing. Thanks for so many review guys!
Disclaimer: could you imagine what I would do if I owned Naruto?
Chapter nine
Gaara sat on the roof of the Kazekage tower, waiting for the sun to set, if he was to show her his surprise it had to be the right time. His eyes roamed over the city below him, the pathetic people hurrying home to their families, the young children being led home from a long day of playing outside. The jealousy that overwhelmed him was almost enough to make him scowl, he hadn't had any of that his entire life. A memory surfaced unwillingly, and Gaara was helpless so he watched and waited for the memory to pass.
Flashback
The short haired girl fell to the ground blood dripping down her chin, as the boy she called brother hit her heart. The whole place was silent; nobody dared to say anything, as the boy launched into another long speech about fate. Personally Gaara didn't care about either participants but the girls blood was getting to him. The smell was like some addictive drug, and he wondered if the boy's blood smelt the same, because of them being kinsman. Part of him urged to just interfere with the fight to see some of the boys beautiful blood fall to the ground, and also to spare the girl. For some reason he felt like she might now what he felt, a very small fraction but still. Soon enough the battle was over though and he felt his demon roar with rage, as the girl, was carried off on a stretcher, hearing whispers of murder. He clenched his hands and waited he was sure his battle would start soon, and if it didn't then some unfortunate pale eyed ninja was going to meet his end sooner than expected.
End flashback
At the time he thought Shukaku yearned for the Hyuuga's blood because it was noble and pure, but what brought up that memory? He shook his head to clear it, if he was to get the timing right he had to stay focused on that, not on some past pointless memory.
Hinata's POV
Hinata looked outside her window, dressed in her night clothes but still not asleep, she didn't know why she couldn't fall asleep especially after a day of pointless weapon training, maybe that was what was bothering her.
Flashback
Hinata sat on the ground wrapping her hands once again, tearing up her hands would not make her stronger and she knew that. Of course as usual Hinata was in denial, she didn't want to believe that the Hyuuga style actually failed, she couldn't. She sighed and stood up, flexing her fingers before getting back into her same fighting stance.
"Wait Hinata don't move!" Temari yelled as she ran towards her, a large sack slung over her shoulder.
"What is it Temari-chan?" Hinata asked, her hands falling to her sides.
"Well you know how the gentle fist won't work on me?"Temari asked, reaching her and dropping the sack on the ground.
"Hai," Hinata whispered, nodding her head for extra reassurance.
"Well I thought that maybe you could use a weapon to!" Temari said, smiling and dumping the contents of the bag on the ground.
"Ano, Temari-chan I'm not so sure about this," Hinata said, looking at one of the shuriken that had landed particularly close to her foot.
"Come on Hinata-chan, it wouldn't hurt to try," Temari said, tossing her a folded razor blade fan.
"A-alright I'll try," Hinata replied taking up Temari's fighting stance.
End flashback
And poor Hinata had tried, and tried and tried, but nothing worked! She was useless, just like her father said, tears sprang to her eyes, and she ran to her bed. Grabbing onto the small bird she got form Naruto, and holding it tightly while sobbing. (A/N: Alright, we all know it's from Neji, just in case I confused some people)
Gaara's POV
He watched as the Hyuuga girl sobbed on her bed clutching something that he didn't recognize or care about. Thinking for a moment he recalled how Temari said that woman didn't like it when someone watched them cry, but one look at the moon and Gaara knew it was now or never so he took it upon himself to climb through the girl's window. As soon as he entered he almost became light headed at the unfamiliar smell of this girl, so sweet and foreign. He hated sweet things, or so he had convinced himself. Shaking his head slightly he walked over to the huddled and shaking form of Hinata and shook her, a little rougher then he meant to.
Normal POV
Hinata squeaked and fell off of the bed onto the floor, her hands found her head as she muttered under her breath, and although Gaara found it quite amusing he cleared his throat for attention. Another squeak came out of Hinata's mouth as she scrambled to her feet.
"Kazekage-sama! W-what are you doing here!?" Hinata said, in a high pitched very unnatural voice.
"I've come to thank you for earlier," Gaara replied, his face impassive as ever, though inside his heart was praying for acceptance.
"For what?" Hinata asked, confused.
"For giving my sash back," Gaara said, losing hope quickly.
"Oh! You don't need to thank me for that Kazekage-sama," Hinata mumbled quietly, her face beet red.
"Yes, Temari said girls like gifts, I wish to give you a gift," Gaara said.
"Oh well thank you Kazekage-sama," Hinata started still blushing, but also smiling slightly. "But you don't ne…" Hinata began, before being silenced.
"Come," Gaara replied as his sand swirled around him.
"Um uh Kazekage-sama…" Hinata tried again.
"Come," he ordered his voice cool and commanding.
Hinata slowly made her way towards him, and dragging her feet. When she got close enough Gaara decided she was taking too long. In one swift movement he pulled her up against him and the sand closed around them. By this time Hinata's face was burning again her cheek pushed against his chest. Although no two seconds later she was released and she felt the odd sensation of moving while she wasn't moving herself.
The whole trip was taken in silence; Gaara stared in the direction they seemed to be going while Hinata focused on staying up. It seemed like an eternity, but was really only a few moments before they stopped, amazingly Hinata was now exhausted, and it was as if the sound of Gaara's sand rushing around her calmed down her nerves. She saw herself, rather than felt herself fall down on the ground. Her eyes looked briefly over the landscape, before they widened and she took it in thoroughly. Trees, lots and lots of trees surrounded her, something she hadn't seen in months. Gaara held his hand out to the fallen girl, and she took it in awe. As she was hoisted up a new sound filled her ears, and she immediately knew there was a water fall.
"Kazekage-sama, it's beautiful," Hinata said softly, feeling one of the trees.
"Yes, but I must leave now, I will be back to get you shortly, do whatever you wish," Gaara said before disappearing.
Hinata didn't even seem to notice the Kazekage's absence as she walked slowly examining the trees. When she got to the waterfall Hinata didn't even think as she began to walk across the water, not even caring her clothes would get wet. She closed her eyes for a moment, all her worries evaporating, and she smiled, as she began practicing her new water jutsu.
Gaara's POV
Gaara sat in a tree that overlooked the waterfall; he had promised Temari he wouldn't leave the Hyuuga, so here he sat. He didn't want to stay; she wouldn't be as happy or as free if she thought someone was watching. She always seemed to tense, Gaara had found this out fairly quickly because he was observing her. It started the day after she had returned his sash, he watched her train and speaks, and he watched her when she thought she was alone. This alone made Gaara realize how different she actually was. So when she started to do her jutsu on the water, he didn't even have a second thought about it, before he had an idea to fix Hinata and her weapon problem.
Hinata's POV
When Hinata finished her jutsu she collapsed onto the grass sighing. This was the only time she ever felt she was worth something. Her mind drifted into different memories, ones with her team and Naruto. Staring at the stars a new face made its presence known in her mind. Gaara, she didn't know why but she was so thankful to him for showing this to her. Then she felt lonely, Hinata was no stranger to loneliness but now she longed for the company of someone who barely talked to her. Even though her clothes were stuck to her and the breeze was slightly cold she drifted to sleep, a smile on her face and her lips forming the words 'thank you Gaara-kun.'
Gaara's POV
Gaara had sat for over an hour watching the Hyuuga train, becoming more and more convinced that his idea would be perfect. When she fell to the ground he almost went to see if she was alright, but instead stayed sitting on the tree. As her eyes drifted closed, Gaara felt the need to just leave her there in her peace. He sighed knowing he was expected back before dawn, he leapt to Hinata's side and lifted her, she shivered slightly, and then snuggled closer to his body. Gaara realized what was happening and held her away from him slightly as the sand once again wrapped around them. As Hinata wriggled in his grasp he resided in carrying her closer to him so he didn't drop her. This time when she moved closer he found himself not absolutely hating it. Soon they reached the tower and Hinata's room; he gently placed her on the bed, and without another sound Gaara was gone and Hinata was absorbed in her world of dreams.
A/N: Yay! I think that was pretty good about a chapter that I didn't even want to put here. But anyway thanks for all the reviews people, and review now if you like or have any comments or questions!