Gaara's Neko

Gaara's Neko Chapter 27

So this is coming to a close, and I've got another story that I'm going to be putting up until the sequel to Gaara's Neko is ready to be put up.  That'll be in probably about two months, I need a bit of a head start.  I need to design her, and get the main plot of the story ready to be typed.  It'll have even less to do with the actual storyline than this.  Matsuri will be there, the Sand siblings, Nai, Ichiji, On'na, and Kyatto-hana.  Maybe I'll have Naruto and Sakura visit once or twice.  Other than that, the whole thing is going to be made up as I go along.

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My eyes grow wide.

"You aren't used to this. I'd expect you're still a virgin, yes?"

My mouth opens slightly as I back away from him.

"I'll take that as a yes. Come on, you didn't expect me to marry you without this aspect of life."

My ears go down, and my tail wraps around my leg.

"I need to keep the clan going somehow. And you're as good a canidate as any."

I want to fight him, I really do.

But I am to marry him for the good of the clan.

And the clan comes first.

When he reaches a hand to my tie, though, I hear a rage-filled scream.

And then the wall breaks open.

I glance at Dansei, and then we both look at the wall.

Two redheads walk through the dust.

Dansei steps in front of me.

The second I see Nai, I run towards him, giving him a hug.

He smiles and pulls away slightly to see my face.

"I hear you've been difficult for Gaara."

I scowl slightly, then put on a small smile.

"Did you know I'm going to be married tomorrow? To Dansei."

I step back and point to the blond.

Gaara howls, and uses his sand to trap Dansei.

I walk over to him and slap him.

"Don't you dare kill him. I'm warning you Gaara. My clan set up this marriage."

Nai walks over and pulls me away slightly.

"Do you really want to marry this guy? After what he was about to do?"

I give him a patronizing look.

"Irrelavent. This is for the good of the clan. He dies, the clans start fighting."

He raises an eyebrow.

"If that happens, I'm as good as dead. He backs out, I'm dead. He marries me, I'm alive."

Nai gives me a hug.

"What if we get you out of here? They can fight, and you aren't affected."

I shake my head.

"They'll find me. They always do. I told you about those dreams. He was their servant."

Gaara grabs my arm and yanks me away from Nai.

Nai raises an eyebrow and Gaara glares.

"Ataishinai is mine. I've told you that already. Don't touch her."

With that, Dansei is dead, and Gaara's carrying me away.

Nai hops alongside us and I wish it were him carrying me.

Gaara looks down and notices me watching Nai.

"Go to sleep, Neko."

I could not fall asleep while he is holding me.

And I don't.

When we get to Suna, I'm still awake and I immediately go back into my room to look outside.

Nai sighs, but it's an hour later that I hear him open the door.

"Atai-"

I interrupt him.

"Kyatto-hana. My name is Kyatto-hana."

He nods.

"Anyway, you're both hurting. Why don't you talk to him?"

I raise my eyebrow.

"Talk. To Gaara. I don't think you get it. If I talk to him, I'll end up dead."

He doesn't like this answer.

"How do you know?"

"Besides that he doesn't love me? The kid has less social skills than I do."

Nai sighs.

"I just think that both of you would end up happier if you did."

I frown at him.

"What could I possibly say? He stuck sand in my gut and tore holes through my stomach!"

He winces.

"Man, I'm a guy. I'm not cut out for this. I dunno, tell him how you feel?"

I go lay on my bed.

"I'm not talking to him. That's insane. I'll be dead. He'll be normal."

He sits on the side of my bed.

"But you do love him."

I tilt my head to look at him.

"Of course I do. But I'm fine with breathing, thanks."

He shakes his head, before walking towards the door.

"On'na and Ichiji will probably be in here later."

What was that about?

Has anyone ever doubted that I love Gaara?

I always thought it was obvious.

True as that may be, I'll never act on it.

Just as obvious is the fact that he doesn't feel the same.

I don't blame him, but I'm not going to pretend to be happy.

As if summoned by my thoughts, he's there.

He opens his mouth, but closes it again.

"What do you require, Master-sama?"