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Desert Lion	By : Trollmia Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Desert Lion
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 2
- 3
- 4
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# Saturday Evening #

Gaara had been shoved out the door around 4 in the afternoon. He
didn�t know what he had done wrong but Hinata said that she didn�t want him
inside their summer home until she was finished with her dressing for the
evening. He put his hands into the kakis he wore and pouted, but he would never
go against Hinata so he was a good boy and walked outside. But he couldn�t help
but want to see her in her dress; she had said that her father had sent her a
dress for this occasion.

He walked back and forth as he waited for the door to open again.
And when it did it revealed a woman that could have been taken out of a fairy
tale.

�Hinata-san?� asked Gaara breathlessly and watched the figure in
the doorway.

�Do I look ok?� asked the shy girl as she stood on the top of the
stairs. She had asked her father for a grey brown dress because that was a
colour she felt the most connected to. It had an almost medieval look to it.
Around her waist was a dark green belt. The sleeves were slightly wider at the
ends. If Hinata would have had two long braids she would definitive look as if
she stepped out of history.

�Yeah�� breathed Gaara as he watched the Mother Goddess� yes, she
looked like a figure of Gaia.

�So??� she fished for more comments but couldn�t help but smile
as the young man seemed to be out of words.

Gaara walked up to Hinata and took her right hand and helped her
down the three stairs. �You look like a goddess from the earth Hinata-san,� he
said truthfully as he looked her over again.

Yes, Hinata really could hold up the earthly colours she now
wore. She smiled softly and he could see the light blush on her cheeks and he
couldn�t help but act up.

�My Lady � are thy ready for thy ball tonight?�

�I am My Lord � please escort me..?� giggled Hinata softly as she
caught on the game.

�Of course My Lady,� said Gaara and his otherwise so stern face
were split in half with his smile.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

They arrived at the bonfire dance and almost everyone gaped at
Hinata�s transformation. One of the girls, named Tenten, a young woman that
loved weapons of all kind, came up to Hinata and took her hand and praised the
blind girl for her ability to choose clothes that was suited for a queen. And
she looked really good in these colours. It was amazing that she knew the
colours like that since she had been blind since birth.

�Tenten-san, it was Gaara-san�s lessons that taught me the
colours,� said Hinata and blushed a bit when she heard the other girl praise
her.

�Ehh??� came Tenten�s response and she looked at the green eyed
youth next to Hinata. He just snorted and looked the other way. �He taught
her colours�??� She found it a little bit hard to believe.

�Yes, he taught me how the colours were like. And since I love
the earth � I asked my father to send me a dress with Earth colours. I hope I
look good,� said Hinata softly.

�You look gorgeous, Hinata-san,� said Tenten and looked at the
boy next to Hinata. She had trouble believing Hinata, but she didn�t want to be
the one that was causing trouble so she just accepted the blind girl�s word and
headed on to make more food for the party.

�Do I really look gorgeous?�
Hinata silently asked as she was guided to one of the tables by Gaara.

Gaara saw the thoughtful look on Hinata�s face and he frowned.
She looked troubled but since she didn�t say anything he assumed that there was
nothing wrong.

Some of the youths had
volunteered to make the food and now there was a real feast dished out at the
tables. The tables were placed around a large bonfire. Hinata could feel the
heat on her face from the fire. She sniffed the air and could smell a blend of
all the food they were serving. But she couldn�t distinct anyone special.

�Gaara-san?�

�Yes, Hinata?�

�What are we going to
eat?� asked Hinata and blushed a bit when he gently grasped her hand.

Gaara looked over the
table and began to tell her what they were being served tonight. He saw her lick
her lips when he mentions some of the dishes and he could feel something warm
pool inside his stomach. He shook off the feeling immediately. �She wouldn�t
want me that way�� he thought and let go of her hand before he did something
stupid.

But Hinata had felt that
Gaara had tensed up for a second before he let go of her hand. Something was
wrong with her precious friend, but she knew that he wouldn�t say a thing unless
he wanted too. And he wouldn�t say anything even if she asked.

But their thoughts were
interrupted by the leaders and owner of the camp. They came and everyone tensed
up since they didn�t think that alcohol was allowed. But nothing happened and
once everyone was seated around the tables, Tsunade choose to speak up.

�Alright boys and girls.
I know you all think that we adults are so square and have forgotten how to be
young. But that is not the case. Once � looooong ago � we too were youths in
trouble. You say that we don�t know what you are going through, but trust us �
we do. And why don�t we use this bonfire dance as a four week celebration of you
staying at our camp, willingly or not,� said Tsunade and laughed at her last
sentence.

And when she raised her
glass filled with beer and called upon the stars to look over this midsummer
feast � everyone relaxed and joined her in the calling.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Hinata was given many
offers of all kinds as the evening progressed. They were raging from the sweet
ones to the ones that almost bordered to x-rated. Gaara was furious. Hinata was
his girl; nobody should talk to her like that. And couldn�t they see what he had
in mind for her?? Stupid people.

One of leaders, Iruka
brought forth a guitar and asked Kiba to turn down his stereo. A bonfire needed
live music, said Iruka and began to play.

Hinata agreed with Iruka,
live music was much better than the stereotype one. She began to hum with the
guitar play and suddenly Tsunade and Kurenai came over to her.

�Hinata-san, you have a
lovely voice, do you know any songs that you can sing for us?� asked Tsunade,
now looking a bit red over the nose.

Gaara could feel Hinata
stiffen where she sat and he grabbed her hand to reassure her that he was still
there with her. �You can sing Hinata-san?� he asked and she nodded.

�IRUKA, COME OVER
HERE!!� yelled Tsunade with her powerful voice and the scar nosed teacher
came like any obedient dog would. �So Hinata-san, what song would you like to
sing for us?�

Hinata cleared her throat
and turned her face towards where she thought Iruka was. �Iruka-san? Do you know
this tune?� she asked and hummed a bit into the song. �It�s called Where the
wild roses grow, have you heard it?�

�Yes, I know the song.
Sure, I can play it,� said Iruka and began to move his fingers over the strings
and soon he had the perfect tune.

And Hinata took a more
firm grip on Gaara�s hand before she began to sing.

They call me The Wild
Rose
but my name was Elisa
Day
Why they call me it I
do not know
For my name was Elisa
Day

From the first day I
saw her I knew she was the one
As she stared in my
eyes and smiled
For her lips were the
colour of the roses
That grew down the
river, all bloody and wild

When he knocked on my
door and entered the room
My trembling subsided
in his sure embrace
He would be my first
man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears
that ran down my face

They call me The Wild
Rose
but my name was Elisa
Day
Why they call me it I
do not know
For my name was Elisa
Day

On the second day I
brought her a flower
She was more beautiful
than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know
where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet
and free?"

On the second day he
came with a single red rose
Said: "Will you give
me your loss and your sorrow?"
I nodded my head, as I
lay on the bed
He said, "If I show
you the roses will you follow?"

They call me The Wild
Rose
but my name was Elisa
Day
Why they call me it I
do not know
For my name was Elisa
Day

On the third day he
took me to the river
He showed me the roses
and we kissed
And the last thing I
heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling
above me with a rock in his fist

On the last day I took
her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the
bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her
goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and
planted a rose between her teeth

They call me The Wild
Rose
but my name was Elisa
Day
Why they call me it I
do not know
For my name was Elisa
Day

And when the song died
out everyone was silent, they were looking at Hinata with wide eyes. Her voice
had echoed through the evening and filled the air with the despair of the song,
but once they had dried their tears and cleared their throats they all began to
cheer.

�Fucking awesome Hinata �
you should sing more often!!� yelled Kiba and came up and placed a wet kiss on
Hinata�s cheek, earning himself a death glare from Gaara.

�I didn�t know you
listened to such dark music Hinata, you just don�t look like it,� came Tenten�s
voice over the cheering.

�Never judge a book by
its cover Tenten-san,� answered Hinata and blushed.

�I promise, in the future
I will not..,� said Tenten and walked away.

Iruka said his fingers
were beginning to feel sore from all the playing and Kiba brought forth his
stereo again and another kind of sound filled the forest around them.

Gaara saw the soft blush
on Hinata�s cheeks and he smiled inwardly. He could still hear her voice,
singing like an angel from the heavens above. She had a wonderful voice and he
would love to hear it again. But he wanted her to sing to him only. Perhaps he
one day could ask her to sing for him? He didn�t care that her songs weren�t
that happy, he was used to the dark.

A slow song came up and
Gaara caught Hinata�s attention by placing his arm around her shoulder.
�Hinata-san?�

�Yes, Gaara-san?�

�May I have this dance
with you milady?� and moved into that old fashion role again.

�D-dance??�

�Yes, will you please do
me the honour of granting me one dance with you?� asked Gaara.

�Uhm�. I might step on
your toes,� mumbled Hinata.

�I don�t care Hinata, I
just want to dance with you,� he said and gently pulled her up from the chair
and moved away from the others a bit. His arm went around her waist and the
other grabbed her hand and he held it tightly. �Place your other hand on my
shoulder now.�

And before Hinata knew
it, she was dancing. She was dancing with Gaara. She smiled brightly as her feet
moved almost by themselves as he guided her through the song. Gaara always made
her feel comfortable, no matter how the situation might be for a person that was
blind.

Gaara enjoyed the
closeness to the blind girl. Since he met her during the first day at camp he
had come to love her. Or he thought it was love because it was like nothing else
he ever had felt in his life. It stretched beyond the protective feelings he had
towards his siblings. He wanted to hold Hinata in his arms forever; he wanted to
make sure that nobody ever hurt her again. He wanted to�. kiss her� touch her�
be with her� always be with her.

Unknown to Gaara � Hinata
was having similar thoughts. She had leaned her head against his broad shoulder
and she could feel the warmth of his skin seeping through the material of his
shirt. She breathed in the sandalwood scent of his soap and something that was
purely his own distinctive smell. He had been so hurt in his childhood and she
wanted nothing more than to keep him away of such horrors. She wanted to be
close to him, she wanted to be hugged by his strong arms. She wanted to hear his
dark voice tell her that it would be just the two of them � forever and ever.

Gaara�s arm went around
her body, encasing it in a warm cocoon. His face was pressed into her neck and
he took in the soft scent that was just Hinata. He never wanted to part from her
again. �But the summer is soon over and then what?� came that voice that
always wanted him to face reality. �I don�t care right now. Hinata is with
me� and that is all that matters at the moment.� he thought and hugged her
close and when her arms went around his midriff, hugging him back he was in
heaven.

Tsunade, Iruka and
Kurenai watched the angry youth cradle the blind girl in his arms and they
looked at each other with knowing smiles. Again their camp had saved two souls
from the lonely depths of hell. �And they do look good together,� thought
Kurenai.

Three hours later Hinata
could barely keep her unseeing eyes up. She yawned widely and suddenly she was
picked up in a pair of strong arms. She yelped in surprise but when Gaara said
her name she relaxed.

�You are tired Hinata,
perhaps we should head back home?� he asked and felt a wave of warmth flow
through him. �Home� our home for the moment� how nice
it sounds��

�Mmm, it has been a nice
evening Gaara-san, thank you for bringing me here,� said Hinata softly as her
head was placed on his shoulder and her arms went around his neck for support.

Hinata managed to fall
asleep in his arms on the way back to their little cabin. And when Gaara tried
to loosen the grip she had around his neck he was faced with a new discovery.
Hinata was strong. Her hands refused to let go of him and in the end he was
faced with the fact that he had to share the bed with her, at least until her
hands released the death grip around his neck. Not that he complained of course.
Being close to the girl that caught his heart, his spirit with such ease was
enough for him at the moment and he pulled up the covers so they wouldn�t feel
cold during the night. �Good night my beautiful flower�� he whispered before he
closed his eyes and relaxed.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Hinata awoke the next
morning because something was tickling her nose. Her hand came up to brush it
away only to find that something was lying on top of her chest. �What is
this� Who is this?? Gaara-san?? But what is he doing in my bed?� she
silently asked as her fingers moved over soft and yet spiky locks. She wasn�t
alarmed, Gaara was her friend. Her first best friend. He might not have known
it, but she would do anything for him. She moved her head a bit and took in his
scent again and adjusted a bit so she would lie more comfortable.

Gaara grunted as he came
to life. He didn�t like the fact that his wonderful soft pillow was moving away
from him. His arm came up and tucked it back under his head, ignoring the
strange yelps it emanated.

�G-Gaara-san� are y-you
awake?� whispered Hinata, feeling a bit awkward now. He had grabbed her right
breast as he pushed his face into her left one. He just moaned and nuzzled
closer to her. �Wake up Gaara�. Please wake up!!� she mentally prayed as
she could feel something tingle her lower areas.

Gaara heard the soft
whimpers again and this time it was enough to pull him through the sleepy mist
of his consciousness, his eyes opened and he looked around. �Odd, my pillow
never makes any sounds�� he thought confused but a second later he saw his
hand grasp a grey brown mound rather possessively. �Oh
fuck�!! Hinata!!�
He shot to his feet, stumbling on his
own feet and fell right back into bed, face first into her belly, getting
himself a lungful of her delicate smell. It took him another thirty seconds
before he managed to get his head together and move away, very reluctantly.

�I�m sorry Hinata-san� I
really am sorry� I didn�t mean.. I�m sorry,� he rambled and could feel heat
cover his cheeks.

His blush was apparent to
Hinata even if she couldn�t see it for herself. But the way her friend was
babbling she could tell anyway. She smiled softly and got out of bed as well.
�Don�t worry Gaara-san, I know that you didn�t mean it. It�s ok, really,� she
said as she felt her way over to the small kitchen. With easy moves she soon had
a pot of coffee brewing and the smell was invading their cabin.

�I might not have
meant it like that, but I certainly want to feel it again and when that happens,
I want to be fully awake,�
thought Gaara and headed towards the bathroom to try and remove the bulge inside
his kakis. It was beginning to feel a tad uncomfortable.

Hinata heard him enter
the bathroom and only minutes later she heard some even stranger noises. �Is
he not feeling well?� she asked as she poured coffee into two mugs, trying
to ignoring the grunts and moans coming from her friend behind the closed door.
Definitively not well, she decided as she tried to block out the sounds from
entering her mind, blushing darkly as she did. She might be na�ve from time to
time, but she was not that na�ve. The question was � why was he doing that now?
Because she had never heard him before. Of course they had been apart every now
and then, but she was still curious to why he choose to do such a private thing�
NOW!!?? One last grunt and Hinata was about to trip over her own feet when she
heard it. �Are you finished now Gaara�?? Please say that you are finished�
you have no idea what your sounds are doing to me�� she thought with despair
as she rubbed her thighs together. �Plus your coffee is getting cold.�

Hinata was in luck, it
didn�t take Gaara to long to help himself over the edge. He just had to imagine
her soft mounds and how it would be to sit on top of her, placing his shaft
between her breasts, push them together to create friction. He let out one last
moan and he spilled his seed over his hand. A couple of minutes later he had
collected his scattered brain, took a piss and then he washed his hand and now
soft limb. �I wonder if she heard anything�. if she did� does she know what
they means?� he questioned himself as he flushed the toilet. He looked into
the mirror and saw his lightly blushing face. �Good
thing she can�t see that anyway� it would have been a dead give away.�

�Are you finished soon
Gaara-san? Your coffee is getting cold,� came Hinata�s soft voice through the
door, alarming Gaara a bit but he soon regained his posture and unlocked the
door and walked outside to their room.

�I�m coming, I�m coming��
mumbled Gaara and remembered with a blush that he came hard just minutes ago.

Hinata wanted to say
something but she decided it would be too cruel to her friend. He was after all
a teenager� a male teenager. He was probably having troubles with his hormones
or something. And Hinata was a little angel� or so everyone told her anyway. But
she had a little devil inside her that sometimes banged on her mind, craving
more attention, but she never let her out.

Gaara grunted something
inaudible as he lifted the mug to his lips and sipped some coffee. �I knew I
shouldn�t have taken her to that bonfire dance last night� it was a mistake.�
He cursed himself for being weak but in the long run he wouldn�t have changed
his memory of yesterday for anything, not even for all the gold in the world.

�Gaara-san� what are we
going to do today?� asked Hinata and he saw her sit down at the table.

�I don�t know�� came the
short reply although he could think of a hundred things to do with Hinata today.
But none of them was going to happen because he was sure she wasn�t interested
in him in that special way. But yeah, he could think of a lot of things.

�Ohh�� Hinata was a bit
disappointed but she refused to let that get to her. Instead she began to make
breakfast; that made her something to do instead of just thinking about what he
thought about her.

�I hurt her��
he thought when he heard the defeated tone in her voice. He mentally sighed and
he cursed himself for being weak. He hated it when she became that shadow of her
own self. He knew the power she possessed. And yet she didn�t use it. But he had
heard it last night when she sang, it was present every time she spoke of her
dreams. It was present all the time even if she didn�t show it very much.

They ate the breakfast
Hinata had made and afterwards they helped with the dishes. She washed and he
dried and put it away in the cabinets. There was so much he wanted to tell her
but he couldn�t muster up the courage to do so. He was such a weakling. But as
the last plate was dried, Gaara put the towel in its place and then grabbed
Hinata�s hand and dragged her out of the small kitchen space.

�G-Gaara-san?� she asked
in confusion.

�Put on your shoes
Hinata-san,� said Gaara as he found his sneakers and put them on. He saw her put
on her shoes and once she was ready he grabbed her wrist again and pulled her
out of the front door of their little home. But as he reached the lower of the
three stairs he bumped into a tall man. He looked up and saw a man with long,
flowing black hair, white eyes just like Hinata�s. It was not the one whom had
taken Hinata�s precious dog away, no this one was older, much older.

�Hinata?� the man spoke.

�F-father?�

�I see that you have not
improved while being here even though Kurenai-san told me that you had,� said
the man as he shot a disgusted look at Gaara.

Gaara growled and decided
right there and then that he did NOT like this man who was Hinata�s father. No,
he didn�t like him one bit. His hand tightened around Hinata�s wrist, trying to
show her that she had no need to fear this man who claimed to be her father.

�Father. I. Know. Why.
You. Sent. Me. Here. � and I Have Improved,� said Hinata, taking her time to
tell her charismatic father that she had learned to speak for her self. �Why are
you here?� the question was soft spoken but it was without stutter, it was
without hesitation. Gaara could see that she put an effort in making it so and
he could feel it the way she changed the grip he had on her. Now she was
grabbing his hand, she wove her fingers with his but her face looked sternly at
the man that was her father even if she couldn�t see him.

�So this is the young man
that Kurenai-san have been talking about,� said Hinata�s father and looked over
Gaara again as his daughter was grasping the red head�s hand almost
possessively.

�Yes, this is Gaara-san,
Father. He has been very nice to me and he was the one who taught me about
colours. He was the one that made me sure about the colours of the dress you
send me two days ago,� said Hinata and she still didn�t falter while talking to
her father.

�Well, since you have
improved like I wanted there is no need for you to stay here any longer,� said
Hinata�s father. �You will come home with me today.�

�No, no, no� she can
not be taken away� not now� I have not told her about how I feel yet�. no, no,
no�.� Gaara�s mind was
reeling with the desperation of her father�s words. He instinctively pulled her
closer to his body, ready to fight off this impressive looking man. He had no
right to interfere with Gaara�s intention with Hinata. He couldn�t take her
away� not yet�

�F-Father? But I still
have four more weeks�?� she said with a questioning tone.

�No, I can see that you
have been given some good lessons so you will be coming with me today.�

�And if I don�t want to?�
asked Hinata quietly.

�Why would you want to
stay here Hinata? Every one here is a juvenile delinquent in one way or the
other� no, you will be coming home with me today, there is no need for you to
stay here.�

Suddenly there was a
spark in the air and Gaara looked at the young woman next to him and he could
see the flashes of emotions that moved around in her unseeing eyes. But her
defiance was met with a cold shoulder.

�It doesn�t matter
Hinata, you will be coming with me today. I will give you two hours to pack your
things and come to the main hall,� said Hinata�s father and turned around and
walked away.

�Two hours� Two hours�
GAARA-SAN!!� Hinata turned around and fumbled with her left arm in order to
find his other hand. Two hours, it was too short� two hours�

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Kurenai and Tsunade
watched the whole scene from a far and the red eyed young woman could tell that
the owner of the camp was not happy. Tsunade was actually snarling when she saw
the shock on her two favourite pupils faces when the father of Hinata said that
he wanted to take Hinata home.

�Can�t you talk to him,
Kurenai-san?� asked Tsunade as she felt the anger well up inside her. This was
not what she had in mind for the two. They were going to be a pair once this
summer was over, she had it all planned ahead. �Can you not talk him into
letting Hinata-chan stay for a little while longer?�

�I�m sorry Tsunade-sama,
but once Hiashi-sama has decided on something there is nobody that change his
mind. And seeing this � there is no way that we can do anything about it� I�m
sorry,� answered the red eyed woman next to Tsunade.

�Fuck � then make sure
that you get her cell phone number!!� snarled Tsunade. She refused to let her
plans go down the drain.

Kurenai nodded and once
she was sure that Hiashi couldn�t see her, she ran down to the cabin where
Hinata and Gaara now probably was making out in pure desperation.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

�You�re leaving???� it
was more of a statement than a question as Gaara voiced his thoughts.

�I�m sorry� I�. I just
thought that� that I hade more time�� whispered Hinata and Gaara noticed that
she took her time to voice her words as if she was afraid that she would stutter
again.

�Hinata�. If you are
leaving today�. will you do this one thing for me?� asked Gaara as he looked
into Hinata�s unseeing, white eyes. When she nodded he took a deep breath and
pulled her close and he sunk down on his bed, taking her with him. She was
sitting in his lap, straddling him in a very intimate manner.

Hinata�s arms came around
his neck and she gasped lightly as his hands was put on her behind and pulled up
her dress a bit so she could straddle his thighs without trouble. Feeling his
warm palms on the back of her thighs shot pleasurable waves up and down her
spine and she let him touch her in ways that nobody had touched her before.

�Hinata�.� Gaara began,
trying to find the words he wanted to tell her before she disappeared out of his
life. �Before this I only cared for two people� my sister and my brother�. I
never thought I would find a� a� girl� I never thought�� Fuck, I will not
cry in front of Hinata!!� �I never thought I would find a g-girl like you
Hinata��

�Gaara� do you really�
?� Hinata could feel tears
well up in her eyes when she listened to his dark and now very restrained voice.
Her head moved to rest against his shoulder and her arms tightened around him.
�G-Gaara-san�. This might be the only chance I have� but know this� I love you�
you are the only o-one that have managed to s-see the real Hinata� only you��
she whispered, sobs making her voice crack up a bit.

�I don�t want you to
leave Hinata� I want to be with you�� answered Gaara and felt his chest
tightened because of what she just told him. She loved him� She loved HIM�

�Gaara�.�

�Why� I have thought of
so much� why do you have to leave now?�

But before Hinata could
answer that there was a knock on their door and Gaara gently let go of his
precious bundle and walked over to the door and opened it. Outside he saw the
woman that had most young men burning with desire. Kurenai looked apoplectic but
asked if Hinata was ready, which she was not.

�Alright, I�ll wait
another twenty minutes Hinata-san, but your father is rather anxious to get back
home,� said Kurenai.

Hinata nodded; sure that
Kurenai could see that. The door was closed again and she heard Gaara come over
to her again. His hands cupped her face and she turned her blind eyes to �look�
at him.

�Hinata�. Please let me
give you this before you leave,� he whispered and suddenly she could feel his
lips on hers.

It was far different from
the sloppy kiss she had given him when she thanked him for the things he had
done for her. This kiss held an ocean of emotions and she couldn�t help but be
swept away by its tidal wave.

Desperate touches, the
need to feel the other took them both by storm and soon they were entangled with
each other on one of the beds. Hinata could feel his hands move to feel more of
her skin and she was surprised that she craved the same � to feel his skin. His
tongue moved in and out of her mouth, teasing her to respond in ways she only
had heard about in her vocal novels. Actually, truth to be told � she could feel
that this was not enough, she wanted more. So much more�.

�G-Gaara�. I don�t want
this to be our only memory together�� she whispered as she pushed her face into
his neck, licking the thin skin under his ear, letting her instincts guide her
at the moment.

Gaara let out a snarl of
pleasure as her tongue found a very sensitive spot and his arms tightened around
the blind girl he was holding in his embrace. �If y-you go away today� Hinata�.
I�ll find you later� � he answered her with a voice that he barely recognized as
his own. �Fuck � you taste so good Hinata�� he kissed her neck, her jaw line; he
tasted her rose bud lips again before he forcefully moved them up to a standing
position again.

Hinata touched his face
with her hands one last time before she picked up her bag and began to pack her
things in a hurry. Once she was finished she turned around and looked at the
young man that had caught her teenaged heart so fast. �I will never forget you.
Never��

And with that she used
her memory and that white stick of hers to get out of the cabin faster than you
could blink. Gaara just stood there, watching the only friend he ever had
disappear out of his life� for good??

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Don't you just hate when your muse runs away with your
imagination?

It will be more pieces to this story.... and here I thought it would only be
three... tops...

And the song Where the wild roses grow belongs to Nick
Cave and the Bad Seeds...

Anyways... throw me some feedback... nicely please... *grins
like a peanut with a bad case of blue balls...*

*hrm... do women even have cases of blue balls??????*

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