Chapter 14: Cadence
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Whenever she was within sight Gaara found his heart hammered and his palms grew slick. Something about her made him nervous, especially when she would wear those dresses.
Whoever had invented such useless civilian clothes was rather incompetent; they offered absolutely no resistance to the sun's hot rays and revealed far too much skin.
He was sure Kagome was rotting in the desert's sun as each time he saw her she was browner.
Kagome had even tricked Temari into wearing such clothing. Gaara was grateful; however, that Temari had yet to influence Kagome into the same short dresses Temari wore.
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