Not Capable

Chapter 1: Paralyzed

Gaara glared at the elder who suggested he do something he really didn't want to do. He or any of the other elders didn't understand one thing. He wasn't capable of falling in love. He could care for some one and love someone, but not be in love with someone. Did that make any sense? He loved his sister and brother, but he couldn't possibly be in love with anyone. Love just wasn't his thing. He didn't have any strange feeling for any girl… or guy, yet here the elders were trying to make him marry. They said it was unheard of for a kazekage to not be married when he or she turned eighteen. Gaara never heard of such a thing. Surely there had been a single kazekage in the past. Worst of all they didn't want him marrying just anybody, no, they wanted him to marry someone from Konoha.

Gaara couldn't even remember any of the girl's names from Konoha.

"Think about it Gaara. Maybe you could try to find someone. I mean, you could date a few girls from there," His sister, Temari, suggested helpfully.

"Yea, I remember there were a few cute girls from there. What was that one's name, the one with the pink hair?" Kankuro asked thoughtfully.

"Sakura Haruno? You think she's cute?" Temari asked with distaste, "I was thinking more on the lines of TenTen or Ino."

Gaara let out a low growl. What he remembered of that pink haired girl was that she was loud, annoying, and a Sasuke fan girl, and so was Ino. TenTen was less annoying, but if he remembered right she had a thing for Neji. Plus, he didn't like any of them. They didn't understand. He didn't love. Love was for people like Naruto, not him.

"Who are we forgetting?" Kankuro asked tapping his finger on his chin.

"Are we forgetting someone?" Temari asked raising an eyebrow.

"It feels like it," Kankuro answered.

"For get it," Gaara grumbled leaving the room. He liked being Kazekage and he even enjoyed company every once in a while, but this was bothering him. He didn't want to marry anybody. He couldn't tolerate living with someone aside from Temari or Kankuro. They'd…deprive him of his privacy. Yea, that was it.

Temari and Kankuro followed him upstairs. "Why don't we go to Konoha tomorrow?" Temari asked walking a little faster.

"If you'll leave me alone, I'll think about it," Gaara said in a low tone as he slammed his bed room door in Temari's face.

"Thanks," Temari said sarcastically.

Kankuro gave Temari a sympathetic look and then went to bed.


The next morning when Temari woke up she had a mission, get Gaara to Konoha.

"Gaara, wake up!" Temari screamed. When Gaara didn't budge she decided revenge for last night was needed. So she grabbed the blankets on Gaara's bed and ripped them off. Gaara, wearing just a pair of grey boxers, gave her a death glare that seemed to say "Put the blankets down and I won't kill you." Because in a matter of seconds Temari dropped the blankets back on Gaara's bed and was muttering an apology.

When Temari told Gaara they were all going to Konoha, surprisingly, he didn't put up much of a fight. He wanted to talk to the Hokage about some matters about a near by village and didn't think anything of the talk they had last night.

When they arrived at Konoha Gaara went straight to the Hokage tower. He thought, no he was positive he was safe from having to meet any women aside from the hokage, but he was dead wrong. He talked to Tsunade, business as usual then after they were done, she got a sly smirk on her face.

"Gaara, I forgot to tell you. You have a date with Sakura Haruno at 8 o'clock tonight," Tsunade said with a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Cancel it," Gaara tried to keep his voice in a polite tone, "please Hokage-sama."

"Sorry, can't," Tsunade's smile grew, "See you later, Kazekage-sama."

Gaara left the hokage tower rather quickly after that. Damn it! Why couldn't these people understand? He was incapable of love. It was as simple as that.

The date went exactly how Gaara thought it would go, slow and awkward. He met Sakura at some restaurant near the hokage tower. They ate mostly in silence, at times Sakura would try to start up a conversation about Sasuke or Naruto which Gaara would soon silence her with a cold stare. At the end of the "date" Gaara walked Sakura home. The date was a total waste of time. When Gaara told Temari and Kankuro about it they both sighed in disappointment.

"I know you'll find someone in Konoha you'll like," Temari stated.

"Yea," Kankuro said with a smirk.

Gaara had scoffed at the idea. He wasn't about to fall in love with any girl from Konoha, he was certain of it.

The next day all three of them headed back to the sand village. That was when Gaara was attacked by one of Orochimaru's minions. The minion wasn't exactly strong; he just caught Gaara, Temari, and Kankuro off guard. He managed to stab a kunai into Gaara's back, barely missing his spine. After Kankuro killed the ninja, the three had a decision to make, head back to Konoha or head to the sand village. They chose Konoha for two reasons, one it was closer and two they had better medics. Gaara's world got fuzzy and then turned completely black.


Gaara woke up in an empty hospital room. He glanced around the room looking for Temari or Kankuro. He waited for about ten minutes and then the door was opened slightly.

"K-Kazekage-sama, you're a-awake," A tall girl with dark blue hair and white eyes stammered, "how are you feeling, b-better?"

"Yes, thank you," Gaara said in a monotone voice. Who was this person? He saw her before. Where, though?

"What's your name?" the kazekage asked. He hadn't meant for it to sound so rude.

"Hyuuga Hinata." She said without stuttering once.

"You were in the Chunin exams, correct? You faced Neji, right?" Gaara asked.

Hinata hesitated before answering, "Y-Yes," she seemed to flinch. It probably wasn't one of her fondest memories.

The two became silent after a while. Gaara studied the girl. She was quiet and pretty, he'd admit that. She was the first to break the silence.

"Do you feel a lot of pain in your back?" The Hyuuga asked picking up some papers she had on a near by desk.

"No, it's numb," Gaara answered flatly.

"G-Good, that m-means the medicine is working," she said, giving him a small smile, "Can you move your feet, legs and arms?"

Gaara hadn't realized until now that he hadn't moved. He was a little afraid he couldn't. He moved his fingers and arms with ease, but his legs and feet were a different story. He could move his toes a little, but that was it. He was paralyzed from the waist down.

"I-I can't move my legs," Gaara stuttered in disbelief.

Hinata frowned slightly, but then gave him a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, it will only be temporary."

"How long will it be before I can move my legs?" Gaara asked cautiously afraid of the answer.

"I d-don't know for sure. Six months, maybe before you can move them the way you used to," She stated, frowning a little.

"Six months, I can't wait that long. When can I leave?" Gaara grimaced.

"Not for at least a c-couple days, and then Tsunade w-will probably still want you to stay in Konoha till you can walk again," Hinata answered as she brought her fingers together in a familiar habit.

Gaara groaned, laying back down completely, "Thank you."

"T-Thank you for what, Kazekage?" Hinata asked a slight blush on her cheeks.

"For giving me that information," Gaara answer a little taken back. Was the girl not uses to people thanking her or what?

"I-It w-w-was no p-problem, Kazekage-sama," Hinata stuttered horribly as she bowed and left the room.

Gaara raised an eyebrow in amusement. That nurse or doctor or surgeon was so unconfident that when someone simply thanked her she couldn't talk without stammering.

If she was going to be his nurse, his stay in the hospital may be a little more amusing. He might torture the girl a little, no not torture make the girl more confident. Yes, that was it, make the girl more confident.


Wow, that was a long chapter! It's New Years and I'm stuck home alone with my sister and brother. It sucks. So I decided to write this story and I made the first chapter extra long. Note: Not all of my chapters will be this long.