CHAPTER 3

The dance was over a few hours later and everyone started leaving. Hinata stood up and headed for the exit, with Gaara behind her. Once outside, Hinata walked towards the training fields; she left a bag of clothes there.

Gaara jumped onto the rooftops, until he came to his apartment for the time being. He sat down, his left leg hanging over the building, the right was bent. The Ninja's right elbow rested on his knee, while the upper part of the arm hung down towards his stomach at a right angle; his left arm was behind him supporting his weight up. Gaara's thoughts kept going back to Hinata; her face, her eyes, and her especially lips. 'What is that girl doing to me?!' He asked himself, as he let his thoughts drift back to their kiss once more.

Meanwhile, Hinata was stripping out of her kimono, to change into her training clothes. 'I might as well get some training done…' Hinata thought with a sigh as she finished putting on her clothes. She then folded her kimono and put it gently into the bag; The Hyuuga then put the bag on a branch. She walked over to the hitting post and began to hit it with her palm, making a 'WHACK' sound mixed with her "HAI!!" Hinata hit the post again, then kicked it; she let her thoughts go back to the kiss with the "Sand Demon". The Hyuuga Heiress blushed a rosy red, 'Why did I enjoy that so much? They say he's a murderer…but…the way he held me…and…kissed…me….' Hinata hit the post harder and harder, so hard that her hands started bleeding. Her face was turning redder by the minute, but she kept hitting the post making her hands bleed more. She was getting the metallic liquid on her clothes and face in speckles. Hinata Hyuuga's mind kept going back to Sabaku No Gaara… 'What is he doing to me?' 'Is it possible that I am attracted to the so called murderous beast?' Her mind kept filling up with questions about him and she was growing lightheaded. Still, she just kept hitting the post, the blood coming more and more as her wounds opened a little more.

Gaara stood up and decided to walk in the forest, thinking that a change in scenery might get her off his mind. He jumped along the rooftops again, until there was none left and landed on the ground. He ran into the tree's not wanting to be followed; he was soon in dense enough where people strolling by wouldn't see him; so he slowed to a walk. Gaara looked ahead and saw a clearing, he stealthily crept over to the edge and was surprised by who he saw. The Sand Ninja saw…Hinata…the girl from the dance! The one he was trying to get off his mind. He suddenly realized that she looked paler than usual…she was bleeding. He was amused by her determination to not give in to the pain. Gaara walked up behind her, and grabbed her by the shoulders to turn her to face him.

Hinata was pulled back into reality as she was turned around and faced with… Gaara! Hinata gasped, standing there looking at him with wide eyes, wondering if he had been watching her. She panted some, her chest going up and down with the movement of her lungs.

Gaara saw her blood on her cheek and was having a hard time holding himself back from licking it off. His blood lust feelings stirred, wanting him to kill her; but he fought it, he didn't want to hurt her. Gaara's right hand came up and grasped her jaw, a little tightly so she couldn't get away.

"P-Please let me g…"

Hinata gasped again, as Gaara leaned down to lick the blood off her left cheek. His tongue started at a spot on her jaw and went up, stopping just below her lavender hue. Hinata closed her eyes and murmured; this caused Gaara to stop licking her cheek. He was used to females moaning in fear…not pleasure. He looked at her for a moment confused but then decided he liked it. So he licked the other cheek slowly, as he listened and watched her intently to see if she would murmur again.

Hinata was confused at why she murmured so she kept her eyes closed, her face heating up in embarrassment, then felt his tongue on her other cheek. The Heiress murmured again, she couldn't help it; her head tilted to the side to allow him more access to her cheek. Gaara's aqua hues widened ever so slightly, then he spotted blood that was inching down her neck. His hand went behind her head and grabbed a handful of her silky locks, so she couldn't pull away. Gaara's other hand went to the small of her back and pressed her more firmly against him.

Hinata's hues popped open, as she was pressed against his muscular form. The Sand Ninja used the pink organ to lick down the right side of her neck making her tremble some. He stopped where her neck and shoulder met, debating whether to bite or not; he decided that he would and bite down on her soft flesh, making a new wound open. When her blood started to come from the wound, he slowly lapped at it. She tasted so good, made him feel good, and sounded good; he smirked at the last part approvingly.

Hinata leaned into him, making her chest crush onto his, her hands slid up his muscular torso, and up to tangle her fingers in his hair once again. Once she had a good hold on his fiery red hair, she pushed his face lightly against her neck. Gaara took a step forward, backing her into the post; his hand on the small of her back went to her waist and held her there firmly.

Hinata leaned her head back on the post.

"G-Gaara…mmhmm…"

She murmured softly and he stopped to look up at her face, partly surprised. He never thought that it would please him to hear his name so intimately said. He smirked with approval once more and mashed his lips against her soft pink ones; letting her taste her own blood. Gaara ran his tongue through the middle of Hinata's lips, forcing them open. Her lips parted more as his tongue entered and roamed every where in her mouth; teasing her tongue with his. Hinata pressed her mouth harder against his, losing all train of thought; she only felt.

They stopped to catch their breath, panting, but still holding one another. Hinata looked into his aquamarine hues, seeing an unfamiliar hunger in the depths. Gaara leaned his head down next to her ear and whispered in a gruff voice.

"What are you doing to me?"

His breath was like a caress, but she grew a little afraid, and answered.

"…I-I know not…"

She replied in a soft whisper to where he had to strain his ears to catch what the fragile ninja said. Gaara's eyes became cold,

"Why don't you know?"

He said so harshly that she visibly flinched. The Hyuuga became scared of him, 'We were just kissing… why is he doing this?' Hinata wondered,

"B-Because…I…I…um…"

He glared at her.

"Because you what?"

Hinata blushed a light rosy color and looked to the side.

"I-I…"

"Spit it out."

He demanded more harshly.

"I-I don't know…"

Her hues started to get watery, like tears were going to spill over. She barley managed to keep them at bay; he looked at her and smirked.

"Hmph…your getting scared now…good!"

Hinata was frightened now, but she refused to let her tears fall in front of him. Gaara kept his evil smirk; he pulled her hair so she would face him. She kept her hues adverted,

"Look at me!"

He spat out, causing her to tremble, and then she looked at his face. Her eyes were wide with fear, and the blood lust part of Gaara loved that; which was Shukaku. Hinata couldn't hold back her tears any more, one by one they came, sliding down her fragile face. Sabaku No Gaara couldn't believe that she was crying, but for some reason he felt something in his heart pull again. Wanting to comfort her all of a sudden, this confused him, so he let her go and backed away a few spaces.

"What are you doing to me?!"

((A/n: Hehehehehehe... I just had to leave you with a cliffy. HAH! In your face! And I'm not going to update until I get five reviews cause I'm mean like that Anime peace sign I'm out))