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It was a long time she new but still she moved her lips away from his so unwillingly. Yet they held each other’s gaze though with a bright pink line appeared across their cheeks.
It was just what they'd hoped; their first kiss was with each other. ‘Crap I hope I didn't kill the moment, Shigure please stop yourself next time!’ Shigure screamed at herself suddenly unable to look out of his beautiful green eyes. She smiled and took his hand, like she used to so often before they had parted all those years ago.
She led him into the forest fingers entwined until she came to a stop below her usual branch. Wordlessly Gaara’s sand lifted and took them up to it like to her branch like an elevator. Gaara sat in her usual seat and she lay in his arms.
For hours they talked, about everything they'd missed of all those years. Shigure told Gaara about her life, what she was doing in the Chuunin exam, how much she'd lived emotionless without him. She was so afraid that what she was saying would make him think she was crazy and run, but for 6 years she showed no emotion. Not when she killed, maimed or even seen her father in his grave, she felt like if she didn't do it now she would never show any emotion again, and the pain that hurt her so much so she had to take the small risk. She hoped he would understand as she told him this. But not once did he turn from her, discussed by her words like she'd thought he would, after all they both had a bleak outlook on emotions, and above all love.
Gaara told her about his life, his father, and what he'd done. The lives his taken and the lack of emotions doing so made him feel. He spoke with a monotone; his voice didn't show any of the pain he held through the years. But he was unaware as he spoke his face showed it all. What hurt him more though was that he wasn't repentant for what he'd done.
He was afraid that she would run off calling him a monster like most people would. But she lay there in his arms. And listened to his words as though they were sacred. When he was done, he looked away, unable to face her soft look.
‘I don't deserve this I don't deserve her. I deserve to find some place and kill and wait to be killed.’ He couldn't bare it. He was about to stand and walk away from her, when her soft hands startled him, again. She'd moved to her knees in front of him. Facing him her hands clamped on his cheeks.
‘He doesn't deserve this!’ She cried to herself. “What you did, is what anyone would have done, what I've done.” she spoke trying to make sure she used the right words, “you cannot blame yourself for living or for doing your job.”
He kept his face turned away as though her soft gaze was a harsh glare. She used one soft hand to move his face towards her. He looked again into those fiery eyes. Expecting a punch or something but all he saw were tears spilling from the corners of her eyes.
“I always knew the p-pain you'd gone threw, though I tried to help you I n-never could stop it.” she started to stutter as she chocked back tears as she stared into those shocked, unwavering light green eyes. “I'm so sorry I couldn't be there for you.” she finished as her head dropped forward suddenly and started shaking in front of him, still trying to hold back the impossible.
Gently her put his arms around her and drew her close to him. She wrapped her hands around his neck again and wept on his shoulder. He smiled and he held her tight enough to calm her but without squeezing her uncomfortably.
This was all he ever wanted. For six years he waited for this moment were he would be with her again. Though of course she wasn't crying when he imagined it, now he was just so happy to be able to hold her again.
“It was never your fault, it was only you that ever stopped me from killing everybody I knew, my sister, my brother, everybody. You were always there for me, just like you said you would be.” he smiled as he spoke. And gradually her breath started to calm down. “Please don't blame yourself, your all that’s kept me sane, well as sane as someone like me could get.” he smiled again as she relaxed in his arms.
They sat in Shigure's special tree for hours until the sun fell behind the horizon and the moon shone threw the gaps in the leaves. Gaara stood and helped Shigure up. Though hours they spent together they still felt as though they didn't spent enough time together.
Gaara's sand flew them back to Shigure's apartment. He took her to her window and she climbed in and helped Gaara in.
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They laid together on her large bed for the smallest time, Shigure in a really baggy bed shirt and short pants and Gaara in his long black pants, gourd, shirt and red and black coat on the floor next to the bed.
Gaara was scared, he though about it a lot as she sat in between his legs, her legs wrapped around his back. He felt a large stirring in his baggy black pants as she edged herself closer between his legs until her groin was against his. He tried to push the impulse from his mind. He'd never done what she was planning before, then again neither had Shigure but she was confident she could do it, so he let her. She sat in front of him and put her hands on his temples, she closed her eyes and she did his. She called up her chakra and strengthened the shield around Shikaku. She felt Shikaku fighting against her and sometimes even trying to attack her, that made it hard, but with the help of Gaara and doing the shields but she got it, eventually. She strengthened it so he couldn't posses Gaara's body, even through sleep, for at least 17 hours and when it began to loosen, if Gaara was asleep he would wake up, like a timer on an oven.
When she was done she removed her hands from his face. It was secure so he should be fine.
He opened his eyes to see her still in front of him, he'd feared that she might have disappeared or Shikaku had attacked her. He smiled and hugged her. But he felt surprisingly light headed as she dropped her head on his shoulder, still in the same position on his legs.
After ages of talking in Shigure's bed Shigure fell asleep. Her head on Gaara's chest and her arms tightly wrapped around him. He was so happy just watching her sleep. He rearranged her as he moved to lie on the pillows next to her. She had a comfortable big queen sized mattress. It was awfully comfortable all he wanted to do was sleep. ‘I can’t sleep what am I thinking id kill her!’ He thought angrily. But just as the though left his mind he remembered the shields she'd put up against Shikaku. ‘I have to believe in her. She would have done it right.... I have to trust her, and if I kill her, it was her own fault, no I believe in her abilities; she wouldn’t have screwed this up. He thought.
Her placed his hands in front of his and did the hand signs just to make sure. He uttered softy 'forced sleep jutsu' and fell asleep instantly.
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Shigure woke up the next morning with a smile on her face. ‘My god, that was the most realistic dream of him I’ve had in years, such a pity to wake and have it gone. She thought sadly as she wormed up closer to her blankets. She always bunched them along her side, like a person next to her. She sighed deeply as she opened her eyes, the sun momentarily blinding her. She closed her eyes and rubbed them.
She opened her eyes and saw she was lying on a body. A good body, she thought with a smile. She had never woken up with a boy next to her, she was to anti social for that. First she lifted the covers and saw her legs complicatedly wrapped around the boy’s legs. He rolled to his side, tightly pulling her body closer to his. She felt her chest brush against his. She looked up to his face, a faint pink glow on her cheeks. A large smile was on his sleeping form. And there he was, his red hair glistening beautifully in the sunlight. His dark bags under his eyes still their, his vivid red tattoo. She sighed and smiled as she brushed a lock of his hair away from his face.
A soft moan left his lips. She smiled to herself; ‘no one would have touched him like that since me six years ago.’ She thought sadly as she placed her hand on his cheek. Almost instantaneously he pulled her even closer to him. He was millimetres away from her face. She swallowed; shed dreamt so much in the past years about being this close to him again. She moved herself as close as her body would allow until they were almost one being. She placed her head on his chest and fell asleep to the sound of his steady heartbeat and the slow rise and fall of his chest.
On the other side of Konoha Temari and Kunkuro searched madly from their lost sibling. “Kunkuro! You weren't meant to leave him! He was under your supervision!” Temari called to her brother
“Oh come on Temari! He was searching the city for that girl, do you have any idea how boring that is after an entire days searching?” he called back to his furious sister, trying to sound nice in fear of a beating. “Get the Hyuuga girl to check again.” He continued to his sister as he slowed down five paces behind her.
“Girl. You are with us to help find our missing brother. If the hidden leaf village has harmed him it will be war between our villages. FIND HIM” she screamed to the quite girl with the violet eyes.
“Hai!” the shy girl cried as she but her hands in front of her to perform the 'Byakugan'. She called out as fearsomely as she could “Byakugan!” to try and make her look more confident than she was.
‘If Neji-nee-san were her I wouldn't have to do this, he is much more skilled with the Byakugan than I, oh!’ She cried in her mind as she searched the buildings around Konoha looking for the chakra of the fearsome red haired boy.
As she moved towards the middle of the village she saw briefly a red chakra, she jumped towards were she'd seen it, Temari and Kunkuro close at heal. Finally she reached the bottom of her apartment building. She looked nervously at the sand siblings behind her then upwards. In the room 2 floors beneath her room was Gaara, closely intertwined which a young kunoichi. She blushed a light pink and quietly told the sibling what she saw.

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It was a long time she new but still she moved her lips away from his so unwillingly. Yet they held each other’s gaze though with a bright pink line appeared across their cheeks.
It was just what they'd hoped; their first kiss was with each other. ‘Crap I hope I didn't kill the moment, Shigure please stop yourself next time!’ Shigure screamed at herself suddenly unable to look out of his beautiful green eyes. She smiled and took his hand, like she used to so often before they had parted all those years ago.
She led him into the forest fingers entwined until she came to a stop below her usual branch. Wordlessly Gaara’s sand lifted and took them up to it like to her branch like an elevator. Gaara sat in her usual seat and she lay in his arms.
For hours they talked, about everything they'd missed of all those years. Shigure told Gaara about her life, what she was doing in the Chuunin exam, how much she'd lived emotionless without him. She was so afraid that what she was saying would make him think she was crazy and run, but for 6 years she showed no emotion. Not when she killed, maimed or even seen her father in his grave, she felt like if she didn't do it now she would never show any emotion again, and the pain that hurt her so much so she had to take the small risk. She hoped he would understand as she told him this. But not once did he turn from her, discussed by her words like she'd thought he would, after all they both had a bleak outlook on emotions, and above all love.
Gaara told her about his life, his father, and what he'd done. The lives his taken and the lack of emotions doing so made him feel. He spoke with a monotone; his voice didn't show any of the pain he held through the years. But he was unaware as he spoke his face showed it all. What hurt him more though was that he wasn't repentant for what he'd done.
He was afraid that she would run off calling him a monster like most people would. But she lay there in his arms. And listened to his words as though they were sacred. When he was done, he looked away, unable to face her soft look.
‘I don't deserve this I don't deserve her. I deserve to find some place and kill and wait to be killed.’ He couldn't bare it. He was about to stand and walk away from her, when her soft hands startled him, again. She'd moved to her knees in front of him. Facing him her hands clamped on his cheeks.
‘He doesn't deserve this!’ She cried to herself. “What you did, is what anyone would have done, what I've done.” she spoke trying to make sure she used the right words, “you cannot blame yourself for living or for doing your job.”
He kept his face turned away as though her soft gaze was a harsh glare. She used one soft hand to move his face towards her. He looked again into those fiery eyes. Expecting a punch or something but all he saw were tears spilling from the corners of her eyes.
“I always knew the p-pain you'd gone threw, though I tried to help you I n-never could stop it.” she started to stutter as she chocked back tears as she stared into those shocked, unwavering light green eyes. “I'm so sorry I couldn't be there for you.” she finished as her head dropped forward suddenly and started shaking in front of him, still trying to hold back the impossible.
Gently her put his arms around her and drew her close to him. She wrapped her hands around his neck again and wept on his shoulder. He smiled and he held her tight enough to calm her but without squeezing her uncomfortably.
This was all he ever wanted. For six years he waited for this moment were he would be with her again. Though of course she wasn't crying when he imagined it, now he was just so happy to be able to hold her again.
“It was never your fault, it was only you that ever stopped me from killing everybody I knew, my sister, my brother, everybody. You were always there for me, just like you said you would be.” he smiled as he spoke. And gradually her breath started to calm down. “Please don't blame yourself, your all that’s kept me sane, well as sane as someone like me could get.” he smiled again as she relaxed in his arms.
They sat in Shigure's special tree for hours until the sun fell behind the horizon and the moon shone threw the gaps in the leaves. Gaara stood and helped Shigure up. Though hours they spent together they still felt as though they didn't spent enough time together.
Gaara's sand flew them back to Shigure's apartment. He took her to her window and she climbed in and helped Gaara in.
…………………..
They laid together on her large bed for the smallest time, Shigure in a really baggy bed shirt and short pants and Gaara in his long black pants, gourd, shirt and red and black coat on the floor next to the bed.
Gaara was scared, he though about it a lot as she sat in between his legs, her legs wrapped around his back. He felt a large stirring in his baggy black pants as she edged herself closer between his legs until her groin was against his. He tried to push the impulse from his mind. He'd never done what she was planning before, then again neither had Shigure but she was confident she could do it, so he let her. She sat in front of him and put her hands on his temples, she closed her eyes and she did his. She called up her chakra and strengthened the shield around Shikaku. She felt Shikaku fighting against her and sometimes even trying to attack her, that made it hard, but with the help of Gaara and doing the shields but she got it, eventually. She strengthened it so he couldn't posses Gaara's body, even through sleep, for at least 17 hours and when it began to loosen, if Gaara was asleep he would wake up, like a timer on an oven.
When she was done she removed her hands from his face. It was secure so he should be fine.
He opened his eyes to see her still in front of him, he'd feared that she might have disappeared or Shikaku had attacked her. He smiled and hugged her. But he felt surprisingly light headed as she dropped her head on his shoulder, still in the same position on his legs.
After ages of talking in Shigure's bed Shigure fell asleep. Her head on Gaara's chest and her arms tightly wrapped around him. He was so happy just watching her sleep. He rearranged her as he moved to lie on the pillows next to her. She had a comfortable big queen sized mattress. It was awfully comfortable all he wanted to do was sleep. ‘I can’t sleep what am I thinking id kill her!’ He thought angrily. But just as the though left his mind he remembered the shields she'd put up against Shikaku. ‘I have to believe in her. She would have done it right.... I have to trust her, and if I kill her, it was her own fault, no I believe in her abilities; she wouldn’t have screwed this up. He thought.
Her placed his hands in front of his and did the hand signs just to make sure. He uttered softy 'forced sleep jutsu' and fell asleep instantly.
…………………….
Shigure woke up the next morning with a smile on her face. ‘My god, that was the most realistic dream of him I’ve had in years, such a pity to wake and have it gone. She thought sadly as she wormed up closer to her blankets. She always bunched them along her side, like a person next to her. She sighed deeply as she opened her eyes, the sun momentarily blinding her. She closed her eyes and rubbed them.
She opened her eyes and saw she was lying on a body. A good body, she thought with a smile. She had never woken up with a boy next to her, she was to anti social for that. First she lifted the covers and saw her legs complicatedly wrapped around the boy’s legs. He rolled to his side, tightly pulling her body closer to his. She felt her chest brush against his. She looked up to his face, a faint pink glow on her cheeks. A large smile was on his sleeping form. And there he was, his red hair glistening beautifully in the sunlight. His dark bags under his eyes still their, his vivid red tattoo. She sighed and smiled as she brushed a lock of his hair away from his face.
A soft moan left his lips. She smiled to herself; ‘no one would have touched him like that since me six years ago.’ She thought sadly as she placed her hand on his cheek. Almost instantaneously he pulled her even closer to him. He was millimetres away from her face. She swallowed; shed dreamt so much in the past years about being this close to him again. She moved herself as close as her body would allow until they were almost one being. She placed her head on his chest and fell asleep to the sound of his steady heartbeat and the slow rise and fall of his chest.
On the other side of Konoha Temari and Kunkuro searched madly from their lost sibling. “Kunkuro! You weren't meant to leave him! He was under your supervision!” Temari called to her brother
“Oh come on Temari! He was searching the city for that girl, do you have any idea how boring that is after an entire days searching?” he called back to his furious sister, trying to sound nice in fear of a beating. “Get the Hyuuga girl to check again.” He continued to his sister as he slowed down five paces behind her.
“Girl. You are with us to help find our missing brother. If the hidden leaf village has harmed him it will be war between our villages. FIND HIM” she screamed to the quite girl with the violet eyes.
“Hai!” the shy girl cried as she but her hands in front of her to perform the 'Byakugan'. She called out as fearsomely as she could “Byakugan!” to try and make her look more confident than she was.
‘If Neji-nee-san were her I wouldn't have to do this, he is much more skilled with the Byakugan than I, oh!’ She cried in her mind as she searched the buildings around Konoha looking for the chakra of the fearsome red haired boy.
As she moved towards the middle of the village she saw briefly a red chakra, she jumped towards were she'd seen it, Temari and Kunkuro close at heal. Finally she reached the bottom of her apartment building. She looked nervously at the sand siblings behind her then upwards. In the room 2 floors beneath her room was Gaara, closely intertwined which a young kunoichi. She blushed a light pink and quietly told the sibling what she saw.