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Love's Misconstruities	By : Idleflame Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1431 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Love�s Misconstruities

*Spoiler Warning:*� At this point the story takes
place within the Shippuuden timeline, so if you don�t want to be spoiled you�ll
have to stop reading here and either read the manga or wait until it�s aired in
the US.� If you decide to continue (which
I am grateful for, don�t get me wrong) I warn you that the spoilers will be
pretty big.� But if that doesn�t bother
you then, by all means, please continue.�
^^� This
will be my last spoiler warning.� Though
not all the chapters directly reflect spoilers, there will be minor references
and whatnot, so...read at your own discretion.�

Chapter 12

�� Another year and a
half passed by and the three Sand-nin hadn�t stayed chuunin for long.� They had quickly surpassed the rank and
become jounin, however Gaara didn�t stop there.�
He volunteered his free time to the Academy as well as helping the
village in any way he could.� His behavior
and actions during the exams (having not killed a single person despite
opportunity and, as some argued: justification, yet also exacting punishment on
those who had harmed their own) had also greatly helped influence a decent
portion of Suna�s council.� The others,
who were in opposition to his ascension, were finally suaded by the idea that,
by agreeing with his supporters, they would be better able to keep an eye on
and control the container of Shukaku.�
Either way, it wasn�t long before they appointed Gaara as Kazekage, and he
took his job quite seriously.� Almost too
seriously, as Kankurou pointed out.� The day
had barely begun and instead of sleeping in like most teenagers their age,
Gaara was already behind his desk and hard at work.

�� Hey, I heard that
Akarui asked you out,� he stated, barging into his brother�s office.

�� Mm,� the Kazekage
confirmed, not even bothering to look up from his work.

�� And?�

�� And, what?� he
replied, shuffling through the stack of papers on his desk.

�� And did you accept?�

�� No.�

�� No?!� Gaara, what is wrong with you?� She�s hot!�

�� My duties as Kazekage
are extensive.� I have no time.�

�� Bull shit!� the older
boy yelled, slamming a hand on top of the papers Gaara was reading.� The red-head finally gave him his full
attention, his brow furrowed.� �You�re
just using that as an excuse.�

�� Think what you will,�
Gaara remarked, slapping Kankurou�s hand off his work and trying to keep
calm.� This was a touchy subject for him,
one that he and his brother often debated about.� Kankurou tried to encourage his brother to
socialize with the many young girls in the village, but Gaara was content to
ignore them completely.� The only girl
within his age range that he willingly associated with besides Temari was
Matsuri who, though she was just as spastic as the other young girls, was his
student and she had the highest respect for him.� The others girls did not.

�� I think that you�re
still hung up on that Konoha kunoichi, that�s what I think,� Kankurou boldly
stated.� This earned him a cold glare
which made him think twice about his next words.� Kankurou continued, but with a kinder tone.� �Look, there are plenty of girls around and
if you haven�t noticed, a lot of them like you.�
Did you know you practically have your own fan club?� I�m not saying you have to get married or
anything, just give it a chance!� Go on a
date or two.� See if you like any of
them.� I think you might be surprised how
quickly you�ll forget about the Hyuuga girl.�

�� You�re wrong.� Those girls you mention are just infatuated
with me because I�m now Kazekage.� They
may have accepted my existence but it�s not me they care about, just a false
image they seem to have created.� These
are the same girls who feared, hated, and ridiculed me years ago.� The only thing that�s changed is my position.� They didn�t want to get to know me then, nor
do they now.� I�m just an idol to them.�

�� Gaara�geeze!� At least give one of them a chance.� Let them get to know you better.�

�� I�ll pass�and I�m done talking about this,� he
declared, standing and staring his brother in the eye as if daring him to push
the subject further.� Kankurou took the
warning and just shook his head in disbelief as he exited.� In an effort to calm himself,
Gaara left soon after to his private balcony which Suna.

�� It wasn�t �bull shit�
that he was always busy, as his brother had accused.� He truly did have much to do�but only because he kept himself
that way.� The council had made sure that
he didn�t have too much power over the happenings of the village, but still, he
refused to delegate any of the tasks which he was allowed, thereby ensuring
that it would be a rare occasion for him to be without something to busy
himself with.� It had gotten better in
recent months, but still, when his mind had time to wander it usually found its
way to memories of her and what
could have been�and that only upset him.

�� He stayed there for
the rest of the morning, watching over his village as the new day�s sun and
breeze washed over him.� Despite his
frustration that some still viewed him as a monster and others regarded him for
not who he was but only what he could do, they were still precious to him�and
he would gladly give his life for them if the occasion arose.� Gaara did take some comfort in the fact that,
if such an occassion ever did arise, it would finally be a way for him to prove
his loyalty and intentions to everyone once and for all, both supporters and
opponents alike.

�� Kazekage-sama, it�s
about time for the meeting to start,� called one of his aids from behind.

�� Understood,� came his somber reply.�

* * *
��
�� These past few years,
we�ve been able to stabilize the village�s power.� Our relations with the other hidden villages
have also improved greatly.� Especially
since we adopted the training program for new recruits from the Hidden Village
of Konoha and have been getting good results,� Baki reported, reading from a
clipboard.

�� The Chuunin Exams are
coming up.� I look forward to seeing the
results there,� an aged council member remarked.

�� However, there are
bad rumors going around again now that it�s about time for them,� one of the
younger councilmen added.

�� This earned Baki�s
attention.� �What is it, Yuura?�

�� Have you heard of an
organization called Akatsuki?�

�� Akatsuki�I�ve
heard that name before.� Yes�� They are the reason Naruto went to train with
Jiraya,� Gaara recalled.

�� The mysterious organization
called Akatsuki is made up of about ten shinobi.� All of the members are rated S-level
criminals in the bingo book,� Yuura elaborated, going on to describe several of
the known members, including an ex-member known as Orochimaru who had been
responsible for the death of the previous Kazekage, no great loss to
Gaara.� Still, he listened intently, on
the edge of his seat.

�� I see�� I�ve heard rumors of them before, but how did
you know about this organization?� Baki questioned.

�� I�ve received this information
from Jiraya-sama, one of the Legendary Sannin, so I believe it�s accurate.� Before the meeting I ordered security to be
tightened.� Strategic points around the
outskirts of the village are guarded by the ANBU.� Regardless of how much power these shinobi
may have, they aren�t going to be able to break in through sheer force,� Yuura confidently
explained.

�� It appears
everyone is doing their best to prepare, but it may not be enough.� I cannot let my guard down.�

�� Gaara was right not to
do so.� Later that evening he noticed a
mysteriously large bird high in the night sky that grabbed his attention.� By the time he left his office and changed
into more appropriate attire, he�d discovered that there had already been
casualties as he made his way along the rooftops.�

�� I�m too late.� The attack has already begun.� Whoever is responsible for this will pay with
their life,� swore the Kazekage.� �Whoever you are, I will not let you harm this village or anyone else in it!�

�� Soon the battle
began.� His Akatsuki opponent was living
up to his reputation and had forced Gaara to take to the sky.� It wasn�t long before the Kazekage became
frustrated.� His airborne opponent�s use
of explosives had forced Gaara to encase himself within his sand shield.� After many attempts to restrain and crush his
long-ranged enemy, he finally had success in ensnaring and tearing off his left
arm, yet it barely slowed him down.�

�� *This one is strong�� I can tell by the taste of his blood.� I want all of it.� All of it!*�
Gaara hardly had time to pay attention to the
nagging voice in his head.� *You�re
having a hard time.� Why not let me come
out and take care of this guy?*

�� Never.�

�� *C�mon!� I could waste him in seconds!� Swallow him up and devour him!� Mmm�sounds tasty!*

�� And destroy the
village in the process.�

�� *A good battle isn�t without its
casualties�� C�mon!� They deserve to die anyway!� You know how they really feel about you!� They don�t trust you, they�re just
afraid!� �and they should be.*

�� No!� I am connected to these people now, and they
to me.� Nothing you say or make me
remember will change my mind.�

�� *Arg!� You used to be more fun!� What�s happened to you?!� Have you forgotten how miserable those
bastards made you?*

�� No, but I refuse
to return to that lonely existence again!�
��
�� *Pfft.� Why did I have to get stuck inside a boring
guy like you?� Maybe I should have let
your father get a hold of you all those years ago.� Then I would have been put into a different
host; one that would appreciate me and pay tribute!� Arg...� Mark my words, brat...� If you do not call on me, you will lose.� And if you die, so do I AND your precious
villagers.*

�� Not if I have
anything to say about it!� Gaara added as he watched in horror as the
one-armed blonde produced a large explosive and dropped it into the heart of
Suna.� It took nearly all the chakra the
Kazekage had left to cover his village with an impossibly thick and strong wall
of sand, successfully shielding it against the attack.� He was barely able to breathe a sigh of
relief before he noticed one of the enemy�s small exploding birds approaching
the visual opening of his sand shield.�
He hastily returned the sand he�d used to smash the blonde�s arm to
patch the hole, effectively guarding against the explosion.� He then watched in disbelief as tiny
spider-like explosives crawled out of that sand.� Before he had time to utter a curse, they
detonated.� Had he not been wearing his
armor of sand he knew he would have been dead, though in this weakened state
his fate had already been sealed.�

�� Maybe Shukaku was
right�� Maybe this is a fight that I
can�t win�but I refuse to harm my people!� he adamantly resolved as his outer
shield broke away, leaving him to struggle against letting himself fall to the
village below, and slowly failing.� It
was with the last of his strength that he painstakingly removed the roof of sand
covering the village so it wouldn�t crush anyone when he lost control.� �I protected the village up till now with
my own strength.� It�s up to the rest of
you to finish the job�� I�m sorry�I�ve
done all I can,� he relinquished as he began to lose consciousness and
succumbed to gravity�s forces.� The last
thing he felt was being rescued from his rapid descent.� Sadly, he would wish he had been allowed to
fall to his death.� Soon he would
experience pain unlike any he�d ever felt before as Akatsuki spent days
extracting an eager Shukaku from him.

* * *

�� Whose hand�is
this?� Gaara thought as the intolerable and unrelenting pain began to drift
away, leaving his world a numbing nothingness.�
After days of torture, he now had nothing more to worry about than the
appendage before him which encompassed his gaze.� �Huh?�
It�s my hand?� �� I wonder��
Did my existence ever become necessary for anyone?� �He closed his hand slightly and saw a figure
far in the distance.� �Huh?� Who�s that?�
�Me?� he realized.� �That�s
me.� The me�whose
existence someone else needed.� How did I
come to��
Why?� Why did I want to become
like that?� Why did I desire it so
badly?� Those eyes�� That nose��
That mouth�� Why�� Why is that �Gaara?� � he questioned
retrospectively, realizing now that he was no longer connected to the
figure.� �I used to be inside of
that.� But what am I now?�� Confused at this out-of-body experience, he
tried to make sense of it all.� �Just
one state of consciousness�� What did it
used to be?� It was just�a small�feeling.�� He watched as the figure drifted further and
further away into the blinding light until finally, everything was consumed and
became silent.�

Sabaku no Gaara, Godaime Kazekage of Sunagakure, had died.

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Translations/Term Definitions...in no
particular order:

- Bingo Book: It lists the top criminals and rogue ninja from all the
hidden villages.� I�m not sure what they
call it in the dub, but it has included such illustrious shinobi such as
Momochi Zabuza and Uchiha Itachi among many other dangerous villains.�

- S-Level Criminal: The highest level a shinobi criminal can
become.� Lowest is C, then B, A, and S.� Plainly put, S-ranked shinobi criminals are
badasses.
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