Hi everyone! And welcome to my first Mini-series ever, starring Gaara and Hinata! This is not exactly a happy-go-lucky story, so if that's what you were looking for, I suggest you leave... now... no I'm serious. Well, whatever. I don't own Naruto, or any of it's characters, they belong to the wonderful Kishimoto-sensei. All I own is the plot and a Monster Energy Drink.

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I stared at him, watching him train, his muscles rippling under his black t-shirt as I silently looked on. He would never know how I felt about him. Of course, it might be because I would never tell him. His bright blue eyes were like doors to his soul. He always covered up his agony, his pain, with nothing but a smile. His determination a light house for me to follow.

I was always a weak, frail little girl. Maybe that's why he didn't like me. He needed somebody strong for him. Which is why I walked away. No. I didn't walk. I ran. I ran as far away as I could from my love that would never know.

I headed straight into my room, grabbed whatever I could fit into my small suitcase, as well as my life savings, and I fled. Neji-nii-san was scared of course. He wanted to know what was wrong with me. He grabbed my arm, demanded to know where I was running to. I did not tell him. I could not tell him. My pain was too much. I burst into tears, tearing out of his deathly hard grip, and sprinting towards the door.

When I reached the gate, four ANBU attempted to stop me. Of course, I knew immediately who they were. They were my friends and my comrades. Inuzuka Kiba, Aburame Shino, Yamanaka Ino, and of course, the one person that could make me even more furious, confused, and hurt than I already was, Haruno Sakura.

I glared at her. She was perfect. She had everything I didn't. The looks, the brain, the figure, the attitude, the strength. No wonder he fawned over her. It made me hate just by looking at her.

Then I lost it.

I grabbed a kunai and lunged for her. This was my time to prove myself! We got into a fierce battle in which no one dared intervene in. Woman against woman. Loved against Loveless.

I won.

I looked down upon her bloody, beaten body. Her breath barely noticeable I could not believe what I had done. I still do not believe what I had done.

I had killed, no, not killed, murdered Haruno Sakura.

I dropped my kunai, and fell to the floor. My hands were bloodied. I had just taken the life of one of my friends. I was nothing more than dirt. But it got worse. I did not think it possible. Standing over her limp body was none other than Uzumaki Naruto. The one man that I had done this for, and the one man that would forever hate me.

"Hinata-chan…why?"

I broke down into tears. I had to leave this place. I grabbed my bag, and I ran faster than I ever had in my life. I hoped, prayed, pleaded to the gods that no one followed me.

They did not. Why would they? I meant nothing to them. I was but little Hyuuga Hinata, soon to be leader of the Hyuuga Clan. It mattered not. They would probably just choose Neji-nii-san or Hanabi-nee-chan instead. Father would not weep over such a feeble child, and small loss.

It was dark when I came to a stop. I would never believe where I had ended up at. Sunagakure. I slowly walked up to the gates.

"Who goes there?" demanded one of the guards.

"It is but a young woman traveling upon the desert. Are you kind enough to let this woman pass through your village to gain supplies to further help her on her travels? Or are you cold hearted enough to turn her away to the dangers of the sands of Sunagakure?"

The man looked as though he was contemplating an answer.

"You may pass."

The gates opened, as I walked inside. I had earlier disposed of my Konoha headband, which was now lying in my suitcase, as I saw the gates of Suna, so I had no worries of being captured as a Missing-nin, which I was now certain to attain the title, just yet.

I had found the closest, and cheapest Inn I could find, and bought out a room there. It was shabby, and dank, with nothing but a bed, shower, toilet, and mirror. I threw myself upon the bed, and let more tears fall from my eyes.

No. No more. I will not let anymore worthless tears fall down from these white, pupil-less eyes. I wiped my eyes, and sat on the edge of the bed. I couldn't stand it anymore in that disgusting room, so I decided maybe, just maybe, the fresh desert air would help me.

I opened my window, stepping out, and using chakra to keep me steady, I walked up the wall, and onto the rooftop.

It was still not good enough for me. I ran along the rooftops, faster, and faster, until my instincts told me to stop. They were right. I had not realized how far I had gone until I took in my surroundings. I was standing on a cliff's edge looking down upon the city.

It was gorgeous.

"Like the view?"

I let out a quick scream, turning around entirely too fast, and ended up falling backwards towards the seemingly endless fall to the ground. I would have definitely died if the man who had spoken had not grabbed my hand, and pulled me towards him.

"Ano… arigato…" I said blushing.

No! I needed to be strong. No more blushing. No more stuttering. Now was a time to change myself.

"I mean. Thank you, but I really didn't need it."

I forced myself to stop blushing and look up at my saviors face.

He was gorgeous.

He had flaming red hair, and beautiful green eyes. For some reason, this man held a peculiar air around him. He seemed… royal. Then it struck me just who this man was.

"Gaara-sama!"

Gaara raised an eyebrow.

"A Hyuuga? All the way out here in Suna? Tell me your purpose here."

My breathing stopped. Could I really trust him? Well, whatever the answer, I felt I could. So I did.

"I… had to leave. It was too hard living there, because-"

"Of Naruto."

I looked up at him once again, this time in shock.

"How did you know?"

"The first time I saw you, it was not hard to determine you liked him from the way your blushed furiously every time he was near."

I looked down again. I really need to learn what self-esteem is. He chuckled lightly, using his finger to lift my chin up.

"So tell me, why are you here?"

Tears formed in my eyes.

"I… I killed her."

His eyes narrowed suspiciously. I threw myself upon him, hugging him tightly. I knew he wasn't the person to do this to, but he was the only one there!

"I murdered Haruno Sakura!"

And then, everything went black.

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The Next Day I woke up, my head throbbing, as I looked around to take in my surroundings. I was in a room. But it wasn't my room. No, my room was filled with neutral, boring colors, yet this one was filled with rich burgundies and violets. The sweet smell of Lilac incense filled the air. I was completely calmed by the smell. It was soothing… relaxing… my tight muscles loosening, headache gone, and eyes drooping. If it was not for a familiar face walking into the room, I would have fallen asleep.

"Ah, Hinata-chan, you're up."

It was Gaara.

"Ano, hai (yes), I just woke up…. But… would you mine telling me what has happened?"

Gaara sat down at the edge of my newly found bed.

"Last night, I had startled you, and you nearly fell off of a cliff if I had not caught you in time. Then you had told me that…"

He trailed off.

It was then that the memories found their way back into my mind. Horrible thoughts crept through my skull of murdering my best friend. I fought back tears, not wanting to cry in front of this man who was once a cold blooded murder himself, just as I am now.

"It's okay. I understand why you came here. I will not tell anyone of you staying here."

I looked up at his face, much more masculine than when we were younger. He had lost his thick shield of sand around him, letting his thin, yet still present, eyebrows show.

"Thank you… very much…. But don't you think that someone will notice me being a Hyuuga and immediately tell someone? There's bound to be warrants for my capture."

Gaara nodded.

"You are right, but it will be very simple."

Gaara didn't know why he was helping me out. Maybe it was because I was like he used to be. Maybe he was determined to make me stronger. To not turn into a monster. Who knows.

"I can have Temari take you out to change you a bit. I have already asked her and she has agreed."

He stood.

I nodded.

He left.

I stayed.

He was the Kazekage, so I knew he had to go, yet for some reason, I felt a loss.

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Alrighty then! I hope you liked it! The next chapter will be out soon!