Previously-

Even when I was fighting, and I hurt them I never drank from them. I am so glad Naruto is inside, I don't want him to see me like this.

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Now-

---Naruto---

I lay there on the mattress and waited. It felt like forever. I never liked waiting. I always get so impatient. I took a deep breath and sighed. I am breathing, but I don't need to. Force of habit. I really don't need to. Why even bother with it. Gaara does it. He breathed, he smiled. He felt human. So this is what it's like to not be human. I wonder how Gaara was able to do it. To handle this all by himself. Loosing people he cared about. All alone.

Years.

Decades.

Centuries.

He had been alone, all that time. Loosing people. Watching on from afar as we lived our lives. How is it that he didn't go insane from loneliness and pain? I don't think I would be able to endure for that long. I took another breath when a familiar scent began to slide itself into to my nose. I let my eyes fall closed. Finally he is coming back. Unhurt. I guess that means that the uh, enemies are gone. I heard a soft sigh, of almost contentment and the door creaked open I got up to see his fall slightly when he saw me still here. Waiting for him. Wait what? Why did it fall? I thought he would be happy to see me still here. Does Gaara....

Not love me anymore?

"You are still here." He said looking at me, almost like he had seen a ghost. I shoved my doubts away and locked them in a box for later.

"Of course!" I said dragging my grin onto my face. "You did tell me to wait." I let my eyes run over him looking for any evidence of a fight. I couldn't see anything. Then again, Gaara is a good fighter so...

"True." He replied before he reached begin himself and pulled out a few bottles. "Here."

"This is?...." I started, before trailing off and looking at the blue and green bottles which had a oddly sweet smell coming from them.

"Blood." He sat them down on the table, before going over and sitting down and leaning against the wall, letting his eyes slid shut. "Drink." He murmured. I looked at the bottles tossing up my confused emotions up in my head like some sort of crazy person. I felt- I felt like some sort of jealous love struck girl who was worried his boyfriend was cheating on her.

Good god the depth I have sunk to.

I should just ask him.

"Gaara?" I asked quietly tryin to gather up all of my words and mix it up into something understandable. The corner is his eye twitched as he heard my words. Like he had been thinking about someone thing important. Or something anyway.

Was it a woman?

I felt like my heart would be racing If it could as he cracked his eye open and. replied with his simple,

"Hmm?" I saw his face soften slight as he looked at me. It was a gentle look. It was warm. I felt my fears soothed, even if only slightly.

"Aren't you thirsty too?" Fuck!!! I didn't ask him!!!! Stupid dum fucking-

"Later." He said. "For now, you drink." I frowned.

"But it's fine, really! we can share." I said earnestly. Better go through with it. I don't want Gaara to suffer for me. I mean it's flattering and everything.....

"Naruto just drink. It can be hard to get blood, so drink now." My red head replied before letting his eyes slid shut.

"If it's that hard to come by, then all the more reason for you to drink with me." I replied stubbornly. Gaara will drink to!

"I had some back at the church." I crossed my arms.

"Oh you mean that bottle I attacked and devoured?" His eyes opened, and he looked at me for a moment. That moment stretched out for a long time. Then his face softened into a sort of half smile. I guess he surrendered. He stood up and grabbed the extra bottle before he headed for the door.

"Gaara?" I asked. "Where are you going?"

"Just outside the door. I'm not leaving." He smiled softly. "I promise." I felt my breath catch. I was sure that if I still had a heartbeat it would have stuttered. I looked down at the ground as the door shut behind him. It was quiet again. I was alone.

again.

My fingers moved in slow circles on the thick green bottle. The sweet and heavy scent which slowly waste over to my nose pulled at me. My mind turned these thoughts over and over in my head. Questions. I have endless questions, and no answers. I fell back on the mattress. The bottle was light. Maybe that because I got Gaara's curse? I wondered what gaara did to get the blood. I shut my eyes and took a breath, before opening the top of the bottle.

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