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How to heal a broken heart	By : LizzyBer24 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 4231 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Warning: This Chapter contains Lemon's, strong language and a little "violence"
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Two hours later Hinata stood in front of Gaara's room shaking. She only wore light black teasing lingerie underneath her white Kimono. She hadn't known about that tradition. She felt unsure, vulnerable and scared. She hadn't seen Gaara for five years and now she was supposed to get naked in front of him? How should she supposed to do that?
The last two hours Temari and some maids had prepared her for this moment. Hinata had been washed, waxed, hair dressed into a high bun. Make up had put on her face, eyes, lips, cheeks.
Now she was standing here, her heart racing like crazy. She would meet Gaara any moment and she would have to strip in front of him.
"Just breathe and you'll get through it sooner than you think" Temari had said before she had left her room.
Hinata breathed in deeply and knocked softly on Gaara's door.
No one answered so she silently entered Gaara's room. It was dark in here still she saw the room was almost the same as hers. It was painted white like hers, a huge bed next to the huge window, a drawer and a big closet next to the bed. It was already dark outside and Hinata had to narrow her eyes to see through the darkness.
"G-Gaara?" the Hyuga stuttered nervously as she searched the room for her future husband.
When she noticed the room was empty she made her way to the window and looked outside. Suna laid in a peaceful, warm light. It oddly comforted her. The old buildings around the Kazekage's tower, the soft lights, the people cozily walking cross the sandy streets.
"I never liked the traditions Suna maintains." a sudden deep voice rang in Hinata's ears and she turned around shyly.
"Gaara?" she asked again and tried to get used to the darkness in his room again.
"I know this is wrong. But we have to do this. My father will not be satisfied if we let this drop..." he continued dryly.
Some candles were lighten with his sentence, throwing light and shadow on Hinata's face.
Finally she saw him. And blushed immediately. Gaara had turned even more attractive than she had ever imagined.
He had gotten tall, muscular and absolutely breathtaking handsome. His dark red hair had gotten just a little longer, some strands covering his eyes. His eyes... these aquamarine beauties framed with night black lines burned into her heart so deep she needed to take another breath to calm herself down again.
Gaara's broad shoulders and his muscular chest was shown through his typical dark red robes. His gourd was missing. As well as his childish cheeks he had had the last time she had seen him. Instead his face had a sharp jawline and strong, masculine cheekbones, though still a cute nose.
Gaara had gotten absolutely good-looking and Hinata felt her face heating up heavily.
She just stood there frozen in front of his huge bed, captured in her own thoughts.
"Let's get this over with..." Gaara's voice sounded raspy.
Maybe he feels as uncomfortable as I do...
the young woman thought to herself and nodded although she wasn't sure if he could see it.
His body seemed to get closer to her silently and she jumped in shock as she felt his soft, big hands on her arms. He was really close now, he smelt incredibly good... His hands trailed down to her Kimono to open it slowly. His hands worked fast and trained. As if he had undressed a million girls before her. Hinata felt his hot breath against her face as he took both of his hands to gently slide her Kimono off of her shoulders, exposing her body only covered in this Tiny lingerie. It was a two piece lingerie that barely covered her breast with a black laced bra (full lace) and a tiny slip that (how she was feeling it) only covered the "important" parts of her bottom. Out of reflex Hinata raised both of her arms to cover her body but Gaara stopped her, grabbing her wrists a little too tight and pulled them away. Gaara's eyes widened barely noticeable and wandered over her almost naked body. A hungry, yet aggressive look in his eyes. Hinata closed hers and breathed deep, just as Temari had told her.
Suddenly she felt his fingertips slowly and gently touching her neck and trailing down her collar bone, the sides of her right breast, her waist and her hips until they laid down on her slip.
With one violent movement her slip was ripped off of her body.
Hinata gasped in surprise and shock.
A small, deep groan was heard from Gaara as if he tried everything to control himself but she tried to keep her eyes shut.
He won't hurt me, he won't hurt me, he won't hurt me...
Within a second Hinata was pushed on Gaara's bed, towered by the red haired man, his hands next to her head, and his legs next to her hips.
"Fuck..." he sighed breathless and Hinata felt his breath against her neck.
Still having her eyes closed, Hinata felt her body getting really tense and stiff at his sudden actions. Feather light kisses with soft lips were placed on her neck and collar bone. Hinata felt herself getting dizzy and kind of aroused at Gaara's gentle attention. She had never expected he could be so gentle... She had never felt that way before. And for some odd reason... She didn't want him to stop. Ever. Although she was scared... What would he do now? How far would he go? She needed to go into marriage as a virgin. She wasn't allowed to do something like this.
Suddenly it stopped.
Hinata opened her eyes as she felt the bed shifting.
"Stay here" Gaara's voice sounded cold and absent.
The young woman did as said as she heard him leaving his room. Maybe to tell the council his decision... Hinata felt really embarrassed. She felt a cold breeze on her bare bottoms.
Still... The arousing feeling didn't leave her.
After some minutes Hinata heard the door opening again. The candles lit the room but still it was really dark inside. It only lit up the part that surrounded his bed area.
When Gaara came in sight again, Hinata shivered. Though it wasn't cold in his room her body was covered with goosebumps.
Gaara stood in front of his bed and stared at her intensely. She had her legs crossed so she could at least cover a little part of her exposed body.
She watched in shock as he slowly took his robes and pants off, leaving him in a black shirt and also black boxer shorts. The enormous muscles on his thighs were visible and moved as he moved closer to her again and climbed above her.
Hinata felt her heart beating faster and harder as if it tried to escape her body. She blushed again as he took her hands and pinned them over her head.
"G-Gaara..." she stuttered and looked him in the eyes deeply.
"Stop that. It will only make it worse for you..." Gaara's deep voice coldly answered. As he put both of her hands into one of his to make her unable to move them, he trailed the other one down her hair, her neck, her breasts.
Her breathing started to shake and she again she felt the urge to cover herself. She felt so exposed...
"What are you going to do?" she whispered afraid of what was coming.
He lowered his head and his dark red locks fell down his face beautifully.
"Nothing that I wouldn't be allowed to" he plainly said. The softness and tenderness from his touch had been replaced by kind of violent and desperate touching. His one hand slipped behind her back to open her bra. With trained movements he had her lying underneath him completely naked.
"Please Gaara... Don't... "Hinata pleaded now scared.
His throat released a deep groan at her words and his face got even lower. Now she could feel his breath brushing against her chest and something really hard and big pressing against her most private area.
"They told me I could do whatever I want with you. I'm just not allowed to take your virginity..." the threatening tone in his voice didn't stay unnoticed and Hinata felt tears filling her pale eyes.
His lips wandered from her collar bone down to her left breast. His lips closed around her hardened and sensitive nipples, his tongue playing with it. Without her wanting it, a moan escaped her lips. Never had she ever felt something so good yet wrong before. His wet tongue and his soft lips caressing a really sensitive part of her body made her head turn in pleasure. Though she felt trapped and tears fell down her face. It was like her body was fighting against itself again. One part of her wanted it, the other part tried to escape his wanting touch.
Thinking about what exactly he was doing to her right now, Hinata felt like she would faint any second. It was so embarrassing, still really exciting and confusing to the young Hyuga.
"Please... Don't... " she whispered pleading and looked at him with an helpless expression.
Her hands moving under his. Gaara slowly released her breast and raised his head to look at her. The gaze in his eyes made Hinata's heart skip a beat. They wore lust and endless passion but also hatred. As if he was Fighting himself, just like she did, all the time.
Hinata saw his pain. It seemed like Gaara had two different sides. The one side that wanted to rip off her pants, that wanted to make her his, the possessive violent side. And the other side that tried to Control his rage, that hated his raging, violent side. His normally blank face was filled with endless emotions. Emotions he had no idea how to react to those. As if no one had ever explained to him what they meant. And because of that his Body was Fighting. Good vs. bad, light vs. dark, Right vs. wrong.
In this exact moment Hinata understood. She had been right. They were the same. Both hated by their father, both unwanted, both always being told to be a disappointment. In Gaara's case Hinata was sure Rasa had treated his son like shit his whole life. She knew Rasa had tried more than once to kill him..
The pain in his eyes was so clear to see that it hurt Hinata to think about what he had experienced in his 18 years of life. Her eyes softened and the tear that fell down her face was not because she was scared of him, but she felt sorry.
Taking a deep breath, she relaxed her Body and locked eyes with his.
"C-Come here..." the raven haired woman hushed softly, not leaving his beautiful eyes.
She wasn't sure what he would do now. But she needed to do something to help him. He was fighting a war inside of him every day of his life. And people would never stop judging him because of a choice his father had made. Containing the Shukaku inside him... He was feared by so many people, rejected by his father, his weak broken heart shred into thousand pieces..
Gaara watched her surprised and came closer to her face, the grip on her hands loosened.
Slowly she freed her hands and laid one on his cheek, the other one grabbed his hair softly. A slight blush appeared on his handsome face.
"I'm sorry, Gaara..." Hinata said silently while she darted his eyes with her own. Those words seemed to break Gaara's cold appearance. Because just with those little words the lust disappeared and the pain was the only thing left in his eyes. They watched her wide open.
Carefully she laid his head down her chest, just above her breasts so she could lean her head on his soft red hair. Her one hand grabbed his shoulder the other one on his head, gently playing with his hair, running her hand through it.
At first she felt him fight against her attention and love but after a few minutes his body relaxed and completely laid down on her, covering her left side, his eyes facing the door, his face resting between her chin and breasts.
Hinata felt his strong heartbeat against her skin and it comforted her. He was so warm... With him lying on top of her she didn't feel cold. And she didn't feel alone. And she would show Gaara that he wasn't alone either.
"I'm so sorry..." she repeated silently, still playing with his hair.
At this she felt his body shivering, silent sobs and wet tears on her chest. Hinata smiled sadly, knowing he must have suppressed his feelings for a long time now. She felt pleased that he felt comfortable enough to let them out in her presence. Her face felt hot but she didn't care.
Her hand grabbed his shoulder even tighter to show him she was there for him and she was okay with it.
After some time Gaara shifted and slowly turned away from her, grabbed his blanket and tossed it over them, getting back to his recent position.
His returning warmth put a gentle smile on her face and she started caressing him again.
"Stay here..." his deep voice rang to her ears in a pleading tone.
"Alright" she whispered and hugged him tighter.
It didn't matter to her anymore that she was completely naked. She knew her only task right now was to comfort the strong, handsome, powerful man; in her arms a fragile, broken boy, who would soon be her husband.
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That's it for the fourth chapter :) I hope you liked this GaaHina chapter :3
It is really hard for me to explain Gaara's feelings and inner fights. I think he is such a complex character I don't even know where to start.
I hope it still turned out well.
Thanks for reading :3 <3
See ya next time :)
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