GaaSuri

I Can't Stay Away: The Veronicas (3:27)

She tried, God knows she tried. Council concealed her away for her beloved. The outside world wanted her gone, but she couldn't stop. His red hair, light blue eyes, and strong stance. She would give into that drug named "Gaara." There was only one thing to stop the shakes and aches, and that was him. Her hands violently shook as she turned away from the village she loved so deeply. This was better than facing the man she yearned for.

"Matsuri? Where are you going?" Gaara's voice cut through her thoughts.

"I..I.." She couldn't tell him.

Fight Inside: Red (4:08)

"She's right there!" Shukaku growled. "Just the right age, you know that she would look good, scream my name!" he smirked, licking his lips.

"Shut up!" Gaara growled, pulling his eyes away from the sleeping girl. "Just, shut up!" he continued, closing his eyes.

"Think about it… Wet, naked-" Shukaku began.

"SHUT UP!" Gaara screamed aloud.

Matsuri shoot up, kunai in hand. She looked ready to jump whatever was coming her way. A faint blush tinted her cheeks as she glanced at Gaara.

"Sorry," Gaara apologized, looking away. 'What dose she even think about me? My outbursts are getting worse.' he thought, bring his knees closer to his body.

"Gaara-sama?" she asked, placing her hand on his. "I'm here if you… need a friend to talk to," she said, small smile planted on her lips.

Snuff: Slipknot (4:36)

This was the only way he knew, that could protect Matsuri. He ordered Kankuro and Temari to escort her to Konoha. There she would be able to be happy. Only there she would truly find love. Love, what will never be. Love, the word he yearned. Love, the only thing Gaara would never truly know.

"Gaara-sama, please!" Matsuri begged, through the heavy oak door.

He wouldn't answer. He couldn't answer. If he did then it would all be over.

"Please! I don't want to leave! I love this country! I…" She couldn't say it. "Love you," Matsuri whispered, placing her soft hand on the locked door knob.

"Just say it!" Temari growled. "Say it or be lost forever," she sighed, placing her hand on the young kunoichi's shoulder.

Russian Roulette: Rihanna (3:49)

Matsuri sat across from a man dressed in black. His ANBU mask shown brightly in the dark room.

"Calm yourself," he said, sliding a gun across the table.

Matsuri's heart beat fiercely against her chest. She was to blame for the mission failing.

"You're not leaving alive," the man laughed, she could since the smirk behind the mask.

'Just pull the trigger!' Matsuri's mind screamed.

The sand kunoichi slowly extended her small hand towards the gun. Her hands clasped the object and brought it to her neck, Her fingers extended around the trigger. Just as she was about to blow herself away, sand wrapped around her hand.

"Gaara-sama!" she called, tears in her eyes.

I Think I'm Paranoid : Garbage (3:39)

Gaara growl at his older brother, Kankuro had been getting a little too "friendly" with "his" Matsuri these past few days. His hands, body language had been getting quite close to his Sand Kunoichi.

'Wait! Was that is hand on her hip!' Gaara glared, shaking his head slightly. 'Mine!' he thought, narrowing his blue eyes.

'Get your hand off my Matsuri!' the demon in his subconscious growled.

'My Matsuri? No, she is not property.' he sighed, placing a stack of papers between his line of vision. " Kankuro, leave her alone. I need Matsuri to concentrate," he sighed, giving his brother a death glare.

Love Is You: Thomas Godoj (3:51)

It was their first dance as a married couple. A smile shown brightly on Matsuri's face as she looked deeply into her loves eyes. The same smile was plastered on the Kazekage's face. He had never thought that in all of his existence that he, Sabaku no Gaara, would be holding someone in his arms. Much more the most beautiful one in his on opinion. Matsuri looked absolutely amazing in his mother's dress.

Temari had given the young sand kunoichi the dress as a gift. Gaara placed his hand on his new wife's waist and lead her towards the cake.

Burn the Night Away: There for Tomorrow (3:25)

The red head sat in the corner of Matsuri's bed. The alarm clock was burning at 3AM in his mind as he watched the woman sleep. He was falling, he'd been falling since he heard her voice long ago. Her chest rose and fell, as he continued to watch, there were many times that the council told him that he should "Disappear" .

"How do I tell you?" he asked in the darkness. "I'm falling for you… Matsuri," he sighed, brushing a loose strand of hair away from the sleeping angel's face.

Someone Who Cares: Three Days Grace (4:52)

Gaara looked down the streets that he grew up on. His little boy held his hand tightly. The Kazekage looked down at his little boy, Kicho. When he was his Kicho's age, things had been different. No one cared about Gaara. No one wanted to give him a second chance. No one wanted him to love. He was protected, sheltered to become the "Ultimate Weapon."

Matsuri walked hand in hand with a red head version of herself, Koka. At her little girls age no one would have given her a second glance. No one cared about if she lived or died… Hell, if she died they wouldn't have paid her much mind.

Gaara smiled as her heard Koka talking her Mother's ear off. That's when he realized that he found love. He found a family to call his own.

The Beauty and the Tragedy: Trading Yesterday (4:39)

Matsuri walked side by side next to Gaara, both were in quite. The sun was setting on the hot desert day. The oranges and reds were playing softly in Matsuri's eyes.

"Matsuri?" Gaara asked, still facing away form the brunet.

"Yes, Gaara-sama?" she cheerfully asked, falling in step with her sensei.

"I need to know something from you," he said, taking in a deep breath.

"Okay, whatever you want," she sighed, as Gaara suddenly stopped.

"Matsuri, will you…" Gaara started.

Matsuri cocked her eyebrow up, her hands trembled slightly. Gaara, slowly turned towards her.

"Will you love me forever?" he asked.

Vermillion Part 2 (Bloodstone mix 2005): Slipknot (3:39)

The room was empty, accept for the silhouette that spread across the floor. The man that stood there was staring off in space. This room use to hold light… Once. His eyes glided over the bed. A body once lied there. Small, petite, and loving. She was here once. She knew his pain, but now nothing lived in this old dust room. Nothing but the memories of a nobody. A girl no one loved, well no one but him. Tears fell from his eyes as he looked on in the room. Her clothes on the floor still held the scent of desert and sunsets. Something he would never feel against his body again.

Wait for me: Theory of a Deadman (4:02)

Years had past since the Kazekage was gone from his home. This war was too in a way "Troublesome" as the Nara man continued to mutter. Matsuri was not allowed to leave Suna at the time this "troublesome" war started. See, Matsuri was pregnant with his babies. Gaara was proud to become a father, but sadden that he was unable to see them.

"We're getting closer to Suna!" Kankuro shouted, nudging his brother forward.

"Home," Gaara sighed.

"It's about time," Shikamaru muttered.

"Hey! Look! It's Matsuri-sama!" a young kunoichi yelled, pointing towards the gates.

'Thank Kami she was alright!' Gaara sighed, smiling towards his wife.

AN: okay, so this has been a long time for me to update. I've had some personal problems that I'd rather not say. I will try to update faster next time around. Sorry 'bout the wait.