Siren (a Gaara love story)

Team Work

dedicated To That_Girl_Named_Tori for being the first to comment!

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"What do you mean your going on a date with a LEAF SENSEI?!" Baki sensei shouted in my face. I inwardly sighed; sure it was a little unexpected, but I mean is it really that exciting?

"I meant exactly what I said Sensei. I thought you would be pleased, this is a simple way to gain information on the village" I said in my well practiced mono tone. Sensei blinked at me

"that actually makes sense, but that doesn't mean your going to be left off the hook! I don't want any of you to be in trouble and I don't trust this guy. Someone will have to trail you" he said with finality

"Sensei-" he raised a hand and cut me off

"I don't care Liiran. I'm your sensei, and you will listen to me" I growled and muttered

"fine" before disappearing into my room. I turned to collapse on the bed but was stopped when I noticed a familiar red head sitting there.

"Gaara" I said bowing slightly. He focused his angry gaze on me

"where were you?" he asked. I sighed

"Gaara I'm tired, I have to train, and sleep could you-" his sand wrapped around me and I stopped, arching an eyebrow at him.

"where were you?" he repeated. I studied him for a second, then came to the conclusion that he wasn't going to let it go. I frowned again and looked away

"well first i was at a book store then i went to a ramen shop with someone" I said. he glared at me, his dark rings around his eyes seemed to grow darker with every passing sentence

"who?" he asked

"his name is Kakashi" I murmured. I didn't understand why Gaara was so angry, it wasn't like I ran out and told the village our plan! I sighed as his eyes narrowed dangerously. This was so frustrating.

Gaara's P.O.V

"his name is Kakashi" she murmured. I felt something strange run through my body. It was hate, but not for her... for... Kakashi? it didn't make sense. I always felt this hatred, but usually it made sense. They look at me wrong, the act towards me wrong, or they disrespect me. That is what triggers my hate, and yet here I was feeling the urge to kill someone I have never met. I narrowed my eyes. What is this?

"I didn't know you knew anyone from here" I growled, trying to remain calm. Liiran was the only one that didn't hate me. i couldn't kill her now. my hand went to my head as a sudden flash of white hot pain went through me 'kill her! she deserves to die' Shukaku whispered. i reached out towards her and my sand tightened. i heard her gasp and fought with all my strength. i turned around and left still clutching my head.

"i don't" i heard her murmur as i left. i ran out of the apartment and down the now darkened streets of the leaf village. i ran and ran till everything was a blur. i needed to kill someone, and i needed to do it now.

Liiran P.O.V

i sighed and turned to my mirror several minutes after Gaara had left. i understood that he didn't honestly want to kill me. he hasn't killed in a while. i turned to my mirror and glared at myself. black hair, gold eyes, the lightning tattoo and my full, apparently kissable lips. how could someone as worthless as me create so many emotions in others? i asked myself before slipping into my training clothes. i quickly re-braided my hair and slid out of my room with my bow and quiver on my back. as i walked through our apartment Temari caught sight of me