Birthday present: Kazekage Gaara x Sas mod. I’m going to refer to her as Rose here. This is not an x reader fic just a birthday present consisting of my word vomit, kay thanks! @sasukeanon
It was overwhelmingly obvious, the way the young Kazekage of Sonohagakure was too interested in Konoha’s matters. Lately, he hasn’t been trying to hide it as well. Some weird, twisted sense of confidence in his over all stoic self. The reason is simple, the Uchiha Jonin of the Leaf, Rose. 🌹
It was fate that led Gaara to her, a mission gone wrong in the Hidden Sand from the Anbu Black Ops had caused a futile issue to turn into something of a civil war. It was to be expected that the Anbu Black Ops are stationed in every Hidden Village. Despite the now— friendly relations between the two villages, the Leaf isn’t going to let their guard down. As one of the key members of the Black Ops who reported to Itachi, (the fifth Hokage of Konoha (let me cook)), he had his utmost trust on his comrade. So, when matters became dire and her identity was leaked through a traitor directly to one of the chief members of The Hidden Sand’s council, Itachi paid no mind in trying to rescue her soon.
He didn’t have to, however— as a proof that The Hidden Sand bore no ill will with the Leaf village, Rose’s meet up was secured with the Kazekage himself. He wanted to meet this stoic, carefree, precise, cut-throat and loyal kunoichi who had taken down more than a handful of trained Hidden Sand shinobis in no time. Sharingan blazing with rage, and loyalty to the Hokage and the Leaf.
The prison bars creaked open as Rose furrowed her brows, the sound was no less than a migraine inducing catastrophe. “You are summoned.” One of the lady guards ordered, trying to had her intimidation from her behind a loud, nonchalant voice. “Mhm? By who? The Kazekage?” Sixth sense had been her forte for a while now. You get that sort of a thing once you are constantly exposed to danger.
“Yes, and you better show respect to him.” Rose scoffed after hearing those words from the guard. She will show respect if he deserves. No more, no less. He could stab her life out if he wants to and she wouldn’t bow down, the Uchiha were a prideful clan and that pride was instilled in her ever since she was young.
Hands tied behind her back in secure, metal hand cuffs, she was brought in front of Gaara. The moment her brown eyes met his, two things happened. Gaara was nullified of all emotions and she was enamored with how young and gorgeous the Kazekage sama looked. “Now, I didn’t ask her to be brought as a Prisoner did I?” Gaara reminded the guards who, reluctantly untied her.
“Are you untying me because you think of me as harmless?” A direct question with a commendable audacity was thrown towards the Kazekage, who was also— pleasantly taken aback. “No, I would be foolish to consider an Uchiha in the Anbu, directly under Itachi to be— harmless. I just trust your grit and your judgement. Maybe your faith in your Hokage & want to restore ours as well.” Yeah— right, after the attack during the Chunin examination, it was expected to expect, the Hidden Sand being notoriously upset about their Late Kazekage’s death under one of the Legendary Leaf’s Sannin, Orochimaru.
“Then you must know that I will not admit to anything you accuse me of, which might hamper The Hidden Leaf’s image.” Rose was brutal, and honest. Diplomacy doesn’t work on those who have the guts to slay enemies. Right now, she might just be standing in front of him & she was prepared.
“I don’t want you to.” Gaara smiled, asking the guards to leave to make her feel safer. He had no ill-intent whatsoever. Rose activated her sharingan, curious to witness and look around for any traps. “You must not consider me harmless either, Little one.” Gaara reminded her after the observation. “I will not lay down petty traps for someone.” His hands crossed defensively.
“Then why am I being treated normally?”
“As I said, we want to—”
“Really? You really want to prove to Itachi san that you are no threat and you can be trusted as the Kazekage but can you say so about the normal folks here? Can you say so about the council?” Rose challenged Gaara again, despite knowing she was in no position to. However, if Gaara really wanted the relations between the Leaf and the Sand to be amicable, then he must know the truth.
“I understand, it takes time for something like this to wash off. People still have a hard time accepting me as the Kazekage. As you know, I am a Jinchuriki of the one-tailed Shukaku.” He bared his identity in whole, catching her off guard. “Sometimes, I feel as if they are conspiring against me too. That does not matter though— because all I need, is the same to be done for any Hidden Sand Shinobi, if they are caught in your village.”
“I want them to be treated as if they are in a safe place. Somewhere under the shadow of Itachi, unharmed and allowed to fit in.”
“You have high ideals.” She raised her brow with a sigh, Gaara’s words… had an impact for sure. Someone who was being too optimistic perhaps. Itachi was not someone who treads on intents. However, he won’t let this act go unnoticed.
And… he didn’t. After Gaara let Rose go, escorting her to the Leaf safely. Itachi personally and cordially invited Gaara to the village.
The red-haired man was already losing everything by then. Sleep is something he has lost a while ago, thanks to Shukaku… right now— it’s his senses. He’s never seen someone so beautiful, so fierce, yet has eyes so kind. At first it started with his mind pondering off, then he started dreaming about her… now, he can’t wait to see her.
“Rose, The Kazekage has personally asked for you to be his escort through his visit. You can accompany him throughout the visit.” Itachi spoke, going through the papers sent by Gaara.
“Is he in love with me or what?” Rose laughed out, “I seriously think he hasn’t talked to a girl in his life.”
Itachi smiled at that statement, “Now now, whatever that is, we still treat guests nicely.” Itachi hummed, looking at her who had a plastered eye roll.
Things… proceeded. Gaara was in the Leaf, met Itachi, and eventually asked to go to the lake behind the village borders with Rose. Weird— this man was so fucking weird. Rose almost felt him delusional with how silent yet weirdly exhilarated Gaara looked.
Once they reached the lake, Rose couldn’t handle the strange quietness of the travel & finally spoke up. “Why did you ask of me to accompany you?”
“Why not? Do you not like accompanying me? I thought it would be a good break for you from your Anbu Black Ops duties…”
Thoughtful… is what she thought of him right now, the glint in her brown eyes rising. “I see, well, thank you Kazekage sama.”
“Please, call me Gaara..”
“No, I will not, Kazekage Sama.”
“Why not?”
“Because you aren’t my friend or my buddy. You are officially visiting Konoha and I am responsible to accompany you as proposed by you officially to the Hokage.”
“What would it take for me to be called… your buddy?” Gaara’s cheeks were dusted pinkish. He had never been this brave in communication ever. But something told him that for Rose, he had to be.
“When you wouldn’t be wearing your Hokage robes, when you’d be a normal person who would meet me without my uniform. Maybe have similar interests as me. Then, I will call you Gaara; Kazekage sama.” Rose replied, and even though she didn’t say it precisely for him, Gaara felt his heart do sommersaults at the way her lips parted when she pronounced his name.
“You have a specific set of rules I must excel in, don’t you?” He smiled, looking down at the stillness of the water surface, watching her reflection and not directly looking at Rose. He felt he would melt if he did…
“Well, you wanted me to be informal. Then you, have to earn it. Just like you earned Itachi’s trust.” She smiled, also biting her lip. God— he was so gentle and kind, she knew the stories of how he used to be dangerous, vile, selfish & utterly cruel. This person & that person… don’t match.
“Well then, allow me to ask of your time so I can earn being your friend, please?” Gaara urged again, looking into her brown eyes this time, even with eyes as deep as hers, it was hard to read her soul.
“Are you asking someone who’s duty is to accompany you— and nothing else, to accompany you?” Rose laughed, rolling her eyes.
“Yes, accompany me as yourself, not as an Anbu Shinobi.” Gaara re-phrased.
“I will see… maybe, maybe not. You must find out eventually.”
“Patience is something I’m very good at.”
“Oh, are you? Let’s see how long until you lose your patience and get oppressive with your demands.”
“Would you like that, Rose san?”
She didn’t respond to that, and for Gaara, it was enough that her smile hadn’t faded as they both watched the scenary around the lake, how the sun was fading… this wasn’t so bad after all.
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