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For the umpteenth time, Gaara stopped in the deep snow and looked back to your small figure that hurried to catch up with him. "Are you sure you're okay?" He asked you blankly, but you only grinned back at him and nodded your head that was now paler than before and with rosy cheeks. Yet in all honesty...you weren't well at all. In the past few minutes you had no feeling in your hands or feet and the numbed feeling was spreading across your face now, too. But you refused to slow Gaara down. Even though you were freezing, hungry, and tired, you trudged along as fast as you could and the winds only seemed to blow even harder as you did. So as you walked through the blanket of white, again Gaara stopped and patiently waited for you to struggle up to him again. But then...your knees began to buckle...
"Gaara?" He looked back towards you as your vision began to cloud. "I'm not okay...(I promise ^.^ *begins to sing I'm not okay*)"
And everything turned back as you heard a faint, "Hana!"
"When she wakes up, give her this and don't let her move around too much, I'll be back in a few hours." A woman said and a door was quietly closed. "Hana..." You slowly opened your eyes as you heard your name and smiled as much as you could as you saw that familiar pair of seafoam eyes, curtained with black like the racoon within him. Something left your hand and you blinked a few times, adjusting to the firelight as you looked up at Gaara. "Sorry, Gaara..." You said weakly and his face faintly softened. "It's fine..." He said stiffly and looked away, seemingly interested with a picture on the wall. With a small gasp of pain, you sat up and attempted to set up your pillows, but your gasp had turned Gaara's attention straight back to you and he immediatly grabbed your hand. "You shouldn't move too much." He said simply and propped up your pills before handing you a cup. You tilted your head sideways as a confused puppy would and he stated, "Drink it, it's not poisoned." Making you raise an eyebrow. "Kay." You replied and sipped from it.
Mmmm...Hot cocoa ^.^
"So...tell me story!" You said as chipperly as you could and Gaara stared blankly back at your happy smile, and it looked like he was preventing himself from doing the same. "No." He said tonelessly and kept your gaze locked. Slightly putting on a, 'you're-mean-and-now-I'm-gonna-cry-so-you'll-listen-to-me-HA!' face he sighed deeply and rubbed his forehead. "...What kind of story?" He mumbled and you grinned. "Well there's two options: a) You can tell me a nice long one about a princess who get kidnapped and the dead handsome prince comes to save her from her doom,-" Gaara's eye twitched as he heard this and he waited for the second option-" or b) You can tell me nice, long, GORY ones about everyone you killed. But if you don't like stories then we don't have to, you know." He sighed again in relief, leaning back in his chair. "Then I won't." He replied and continued to stare at you. "Fine...well I'm not going to bother you any more then! Goodnight to you!" You huffed and put your finished cocoa on the nightstand and painfully putting back your pillows. You rested your head on the, facing the opposite direction of Gaara, and pulled the covers over your head with a small mumble of "Jerkwad...". But yet, you knew you weren't going to fall asleep with him there. So you contented yourself with listening to the fire when you heard a sigh. "Once upon a time there was a magical unicorn. I killed it. The end." You laughed happily and struggled to sit up, but felt something take hold of your arms and help you. The covers slid off your head and you saw Gaara staring amusedly at you as you continued to laugh. "That was very good. I could do better though! Like say...Once Upon a Suna Moon...
*Setting changes to Suna at night, a large full moon is in the sky*
A beautiful princess whose name was unknown lived in the tall tower in Sunagakure. Her parents loathed her, though she didn't know why, and locked her away for the rest of her days, leaving her to only stare out the window and watch the passing people below. Yet one day...she was seen. It was a boy whom many feared because of his awesome power and status, however, he was actually as kind as could be. He caught a glimpse of the girl in what was thought to be an abandoned tower as he took his walk through the night and he leapt up the rooftops until he reached her window. Tapping on it, she opened it and smiled. 'Who are you?' She asked as he came inside. 'The son of the king, Araag.' He replied stiffly, trying to hide how completely amazed he was by the girl. 'Who are you?' He asked her. 'I have no name. All I know is that I have been alone in this tower my whole life.' She said to him..." You continued the story, where the Princess was kidnapped and the Prince rescued her at the last moment, as all hero's do, and they lived happily ever after, as always.
Gaara sighed. "That was the worst thing I've ever heard besides Kankuro's singing." He stated in his usual dead voice. "I know! I liked yours much better anyway. Short and sweet...not enough death in mine, anyway." You agreed with him and smiled...but he suddenly spoke up. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" You looked towards him in confusion. "What do you mean?" "When we were coming to Snow...why didn't you tell me you felt sick? I could've helped you and this woudn't have happened..." He said through gritted teeth and avoided your gaze. "I didn't want to slow us down...I'm sorry." You said softly and turned away. "It's my fault." Gaara was about to speak again but the door was suddenly opened and an old woman who looked rather strict walked in. "Well the shops are closed, there's been another blizz-oh you're awake. Good, how are you feeling?" The woman took off her coat and hung it up before turning to you. "I'm fine, I guess. Just a little dizzy and weak..." You replied unsurely and she nodded. "Well that's better than before, I guess. Gaara, could you leave us for a moment?" Your heart sunk as he nodded and left, making you suddenly feel vulnerable to the woman. She leaned close to you. "Now tell me, did he hurt you?" Your eyes widened. Did she really think Gaara had been the one who hurt you? "Of course not! He's my friend!" She eyed you sympathetically. "Of course, of course...you know, you don't have to hide it from me or anything. I know how he is, a terrible monster who has killed many. I was surprised when he came to my doorstep carrying you, I thought you were dead. But he told me that you were sick and needed somewhere to stay so I let him in, and never showed any sign of fear!" She said proudly and you narrowed your eyes, but held your temper. "Excuse me, but Gaara isn't a monster. He's as human as I am with a heart and everything else and most of all, my friend. So I would have to say hold your tongue when you know nothing about him!" You snapped back at her. But she only placed a hand on your shoulder. "You have my sympathy, dear." She said and walked out. You crossed your arms and scowled. "Like I want your sympathy, stupid, fruity, son of a-!" "Now what are you rambling to yourself about?" Gaara's voice asked boredly as he walked in. "Nuffin' muffin!" You replied and smiled. A faint smirk tugged on his lips but then the woman walked back in. "The blizzard's slowing, I'm going to go deliver some medicine to a man I met, he's from Suna, too." "He is?" You asked and she nodded. "Said something about going into hiding...poor fellow, this cold must make him mental. Well I'll be back soon, then." She said with a sad gaze your way before walking out. You smirked as the front door closed before turning to the red-head.
"Gaara, I do so believe we have found our dear friend."
~x~x~x~
The cold winter blaze made your cheeks flare red, but somehow it seemed that you were beginning to get used to it all. Of course, it probably had to do with the fact that Gaara made you walk close to him and he held a firm grip on your arm which seemed to be steadilly slipping lower and lower...
But enough about that, I wouldn't want to spoil anything, ne?
So as you walked through the ever-worsening blizzard, a faint noise caught in the wind reached your ears and you abruptly stopped, turning behind you. "What is it?" You narrowed your eyes and caught a glimpse of a shadow hurrying away. "I see him, hurry!" You hissed at him at and ran after him. At first, the snow was thick and slowed you down, but you suddenly felt airy and light and easily moved across it, Gaara following you on stepping stones of sand, slightly amazed at your sudden change. Closer and closer you came to the figure, and just as you neared it your legs tightened and you pounced!-
SHIIIING!
A kunai slicing through the air embedded deep into your side, leaving you to stumble over and crimson stain the white below you.
Red on white in the dead of night, there's a phantom on the prowl...
Hearing a growl coming from Gaara, sand shot out from over your head in the shape of a hand, but missed the fading silloutte. He cursed and hurried over to you, eyes shining with worry but a face as blank as the landscape. "Let me see it..." He said firmly and you winced, shaking your head no and pulling it out with a sharp breath. Blood poured out onto the snow, the heat melting it somewhat before freezing along with it. "I'm okay, it's not that bad...it doesn't really hur-OUUUUUCH DON'T TOUCH IT!" You snapped at him as he looked at the blood on his fingers carefully. "It's poisoned. Come on, I'm taking you back." He said and reached out to pick you up, but you pushed him away and wobbilly stood up. "I have time before it gets bad. Now come on, our priority is catching that sorry son of a bi-" "That may be so, but my priority is making sure you're okay." He said tonelessly, but then suddently looked away. Heart skipping a beat, you blushed and turned away as well, fiddling with the bottom of your jacket. "O-oh...well can't we look just for a minute? I promise I'll go back after that, okay?" You replied hopefully. He stared at you for a long moment but then sighed and nodded. "Fine. But only a minute, no more than that." He said strictly and you nodded happily, taking off with light feet where the man last dissapeared. However, he was no where to be found and you soon found yourself on Gaara's back, he carrying you back as your side was now seething painfully. The blizzard had died down and both of you now walked in a peaceful silence, and could feel that this was just a calm before the storm. Your head was rested on his shoulder, and leaned your head against his. "...Hey, Gaara?" You asked him. "Yes?" You paused for a moment, a small smile flicking across your face. "Thank you." You whispered, wrapping your arms around him a little tighter and savoring the scent of the sun in his firey mess of hair. Although you couldn't see it, a rare, faint smile was on his lips and a pink on his cheeks as he replied softly, "You're welcome."
But of course, it couldn've just been the cold, ne?
He walked up to the steps of the house and opened the door, the smile on your face now a perpetual grin. "OI! I've been poisoned, come save me!" You called snobbilly at the lady, deciding that you were going to be happily cruel to her for having such an opinion on Gaara. Gaara smirked at your call as he brought you back into the room, resting you on the bed. She hurried in, eyeing the red-head darkly. "Poisoned? By whom?" She asked, obviously thinking Gaara did it. "Who do you think, a leprechaun doing a little jig? Hell if I know, that kunai came out of no where! Chop, chop, I could die any mome-" You suddenly gasped, grabbing you side as a look of utter pain came across your face. "T-too...late..." You whispered and slumped back on the pillows, trying to keep a straight face when you could've burst out laughing. "Hana? HANA?" The woman wailed and you suddenly sat up in a fit of giggles. "That...HAHAHAHAHA oh that was good...hahahaha just kidding, now fix me up!" You said cheerilly. The woman sighed in relief and Gaara glared at you, much to your dissapointment. "Don't do that again." He said emotionlessly and you couldn't help but notice...relief? In his eyes...
But you know, it could have just been wishful thinking, ne?
She scrambled over to her medicine cabinent with a murmur of, "Oh thank goodness..." and pulled out some herbs and alchohol. "Alright, you're going to have to take off your shirt." She said and your face flared as did Gaara's. "Ummm...Gaara? It'd be really great if you left for juuust a sec, okay?" You said embarrassedly and he nodded quickly before hurrying out and that woman giving you the same sympathetic look. "Dear, you know you don't have to hide it now. I know he's the one who did it, it's plain as day." She said in a motherly tone and you raised an eyebrow. "Umm...if it wasn't for Gaara, I would dead right now. He carried me back here, you know, if he was trying to kill me don'tcha think he woulda left me out there? Geez, stop giving him such a bad name, for God's sake!" You replied haughtily at her and she pat your shoulder affectionatly. "I see, I see...well if you ever want to talk to me, I'm here to help. If he's threatening you then I promise I-" "FOR THE LAST TIME, GAARA IS NOT BAD! HE'S MY FRIEND AND I WOULD TRUST HIM WITH MY LIFE!" You snarled at her and she flinched, but then regained that same look with a sad sigh. *Oh. Em. Eff. Gee. This hag can't be for real...* You thought, rubbing your temples. "Okay, now listen to me. I. Am. Poisoned. I. Do. Not. Want. To. Talk. About. Gaara. Now. Get. MOVING." You said sharply and she eyed you mysteriously before nodding and you pulled off your jacket and shirt, somewhat uncomfortable about it. She blinked a few times and ran her hand over the wound, yet you felt nothing. "What?" You blurted and you looked to your side, seeing only a small cut that was slowly healing up. "...Cool. I guess I'm fine then!" You chirped and she didn't reply, only nodded slowly and dabbed some alchohol on a gauze before placing over the cut and walking out, a strange look on her face. She didn't even spare Gaara a glance as you pulled your shirt back on and he went back over to you, looking quite curious about something. "...Why did you scream something about me not being bad?" He asked you, something odd in his eyes; An almost hopeful look, it seemed. "Oh...well she thought you might've poisoned me. But I was a good girl and refrained from strangling her and instead gave her a verbal lashing! Isn't that great?" You said in a bubbily tone and a grin on your face as you swung your legs over the side. He stared at you for a moment and stayed silent until he looked up to you with a small smile. "Hey, Hana?" "Yup?" "...Thank you." He whispered. And with a small smile, you replied, "You're welcome." And then his attention was suddenly brought to your hair. "Hana...what happened to you hair?" He questioned you and your eyes widened. Because the once magnet colored locks...were now beginning to tint a dull, pearly white.
And that, was a fact.
~x~x~x~
"Oh great..." You squeaked as you saw your hair. "Just great." Your entire was now shaking with the faint shock and fear, and you looked up to Gaara. "What'd we do?" You asked him worriedly. Because if there was one thing you knew, Gaara could do anything. He always knew what to do, and he hadn't failed to pass your expectations once. He thought for a long moment, before turning back to you. "Can you walk?" He asked. Not the answer you were looking for, but good enough. "A little bit, but wh-" And you were again cut off as his hand grabbed yours and he gestured for you to be silent, leading you quietly through the house and out the front door. "We're leaving." He said plainly, and all at once you realized that a certain someone wasn't there. "EDWARD!" You shrieked. "I have to go back and get him, I can't leave him behind!" You said hurriedly and turned back to go inside. "Hana,no!" He hissed impatiently. But it was too late; you were already sneaking back in.
But what a surprise, as the next thing Gaara knew, there was yet another scream of "SON OF A-!" And the door slammed shut.
"Now look, I have been trying my damn hardest to get you to warm up to me, missy, but IT LOOKS LIKE I'LL HAVE TO USE A BIT OF FORCE!" The woman yelled insanely. Her eyes were bloodshot as she pinned you by the throat against the door, a kunai to your neck as well. "G-Gaara...!" You said in a slightly panicked voice. "This lady is pinning me to the front door with a kunai. GOD DAMNIT HELP ME!" You cried, now in a fearful frenzy. "SHUT UP!" She screamed back. "JUST SHUT UP! I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU ANYWAY! AHAHAHAHAHAHHAA...OH AND THEN THE KAZEKAGE WIL BE SO PLEASED! ALL THAT MONEY WILL BE MINE AND ONLY MINE...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..." The Kazekage? And in her own little world, her grip on you tightened. "Gaa...ra..." You whispered croakishly, as your air supply was being cut off. But that's when you noticed the small grains of sand lacing the air and beginning to tighten around her wrists. She immediatly froze to the spot. "What are you doing?" She demanded.
Are you afraid of what you cannot hear?
The sand was now gripping hard, and she screamed in pain as there was a snapping; her left wrist was broken and her hold went limp.
Are you afraid of what you cannot see?
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, WENCH?" It was followed by an even louder snapping as not only her wrist, but some of the bone in her arm broke as well.
I know someone that you should fear...
The kunai fell to the floor, and you pushed her off of you.
And that someone...
"WHY YOU LITTLE BITC-" You stepped to the side as the door was broken down, ripping the door frame down with it.
Is monster me.
Gaara stood there, veins in his eyes and an unmatchable hate coating him as he glared the woman down. "You...you will never touch Hana again. You won't live to finish that sentence." He said demonically, the sand picking her up by the throat. "Oh you think so? JUST WATCH ME! HANABIRA IS A DIRTY LITTLE BITCH! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA!" Gaara snarled, a jolt of fear actually darting down your spine at it. It sounded like something from a nightmare and you realized...
This couldn't be Gaara...
The woman screamed again as the sand tightened and you looked away, the scent of blood filling the air as he killed her. You stood up and tried to scamper down the hallway, glancing back to see the sand toss her into the fire. The stench of burning flesh was unbearable as it was familiar as you ran into the room, grabbing your bag and Edward and hiding in the shadowed corner, still hugging him tightly. "It's still not enough..." He hissed, walking into the room. Your face paled considerably as you hugged Edward tightly, looking at him with a crestfallen gaze. If it was anyone else but him, you wouldn't have hesitated to kill them on the spot. But it was him. It was Sabuka no Gaara, and you knew that even if you were possessed, you wouldn't have been able to bring yourself to kill him. So you only smiled a little, and decided to say one thing before he added your blood to his sand...
"You know...you're the only person who I couldn't kill. My heart likes you too much...much too much. But either way...thank you. For everything."
He faltered.
Because you were the only one he knew who faced their death, and smiled...because of him.
Not because they wanted to die.
Or that they were happy at the time.
But because they were glad it was him who was ending their life.
"AA~AHHHHH!" He cried, grabbing his head as memories flooded back. "Gaara!" You gasped, knowing what was happening again as he fell to his knees. You flung your arms forward, hugging him tightly and resting your head close to his. "It's okay...Everything's okay..." You cooed, not realizing yet that you were crying. His hisses of pain died down, and you found yourself sitting in darkness, and silence as snow softly fell outside. And you still whispered soft reassurances to him, until he gently lifted his head, giving you a thoughtful look. He paused for a moment...
And then he leaned closer...
And closer...
And closer...
And closer.
And his lips touched yours.
Hahahaha donneeeee!(:
