So… new story, gonna be completely honest here this was the first story I tried to do, but half way through I was like, 'no we're doing this with fairy tail.' So here we are, like two years later and I'm finally getting this down. Enough of my rambling let's get on with it.

I do not own Naruto or Avatar: The Last Airbender

"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Spirit Talking"

'Spirit Thinking'

*Sound Effect*

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It had only been a few months since Gaara and his siblings had returned from assisting the Hidden Leaf Village in their attempt at retrieving Sasuke, unfortunately the mission had failed and Gaara had returned to Sunagakure slightly disappointed at being unable to help his first friend Naruto bring back his teammate. However, right now Gaara was facing a brand new problem.

It had started in the middle of the night. Shukaku had been persistently banging on his mental walls, even though he did everything he could to block out the demon, Shukaku's response was to simply get louder. Usually when this happened it was because Shukaku wanted someone killed, but this time Shukaku had been screaming in what Gaara could only describe as pain. To hear the giant demon in pain was something entirely new to him and to be honest it was not something he enjoyed hearing. Because apparently if Shukaku was in pain then Gaara had to be as well.

Right now Gaara was on the floor of his bedroom clutching his head in pain, he had tried to get to the bathroom in order to run his head under some water but halfway there Shukaku had decided to raise the volume yet again causing Gaara to stumble and fall. He wanted to ignore the demon, he really did, but the longer this went on the more Gaara thought that he'd pass out from the pain. He knew that if he actually did end up passing out then Shukaku would be free to do what he liked. He had to do something; unfortunately he had no idea how to pacify Shukaku other than to kill.

Shukaku's screaming was picking up in volume, Gaara had managed to get to his feet, but he could only accomplish stumbling around before slamming into a wall and sliding down. He took a few breaths before getting to his feet; he took three steps before once again falling. This time he managed to catch himself on the door of his room. He pulled the door open and made his way through the apartment to the front door. He hoped that by getting some fresh air he'd be brought some relief from Shukaku's mental attack. Still clutching his head Gaara made his way out of the apartment and into the streets of Suna, he knew he was being watched and if he needed to he'd address them, but for now his only focus was to stop the pain.

As he made his way through the streets there was one thought that managed to make its way through his haze of pain. What was causing Shukaku so much pain? In all his years as the host of the one-tailed demon he had never heard it call out in pain the only thing that it ever yelled about was either murder or annoyance.

Gaara was stumbling through the streets trying to think of something to help ease the pain when the shinobi who had been following him made their presence known. There were eight of them, and they had arranged themselves into a circle around the redhead. The one directly in front of him, he assumed he was the leader, took a step forward and held a kunai horizontally in front of him.

"You get one warning demon, turn around and go back to your apartment."

Shukaku took the opportunity to once again cause Gaara pain, by slamming against Gaara's mental wall and screaming. At this Gaara winced and squeezed his head lightly in a weak attempt at somehow stopping the pain. The shinobi took a step back at the site in fear of being killed.

"I am sorry, but I am in need of fresh air."

The leader gulped before tightening his grip on the kunai. He remembered the words of the council to never let Gaara leave his apartment at night for the next few weeks. They wanted a stronger hold on the demon child and they felt that the best way to do that was to shorten his leash; they had allowed him to aid Konoha as a sign of good will and to show that they had more control over their jinchuuriki now. However when Gaara was off of missions, they were going to keep him as detained as possible.

"Then crack a window."

"Please."

All eight of the shinobi's eyes widened at the jinchūriki's words. Gaara didn't say please he made threats and killed anyone who defied him. The leader shook his head and once again refused to move.

"This is your last warning."

"I see, then I apologize."

He was still working on not using violence to solve his problems so it was more out of reflex then anything else, before the shinobi could react the sand beneath their feat rumbled and suddenly exploded. It wrapped around all eight of them and made its way up their bodies before stopping just below their eyes. The eyes of the Sand-nin went wide as they all struggled for air, and after what seemed like forever their eyes slowly shut. After the last shinobi's eyes closed Gaara released the technique and all eight bodies slumped the ground seemingly lifeless.

Gaara clutched his head with both hands as he fell to his knees; it felt like using his sand manipulation while Shukaku was in pain was not a good idea. He tried to get to his feet again but another bout of pain from Shukaku forced him onto all fours. His vision was beginning to get fuzzy and everything started multiplying. First he saw double then triple, until it all melted into one big blur and finally it all faded to black.

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His head was still pounding when he woke up. He cracked his eyes open and saw sand, he was about to get up until he heard two voices, and from the sound of it they were both male. He decided to remain cautious and closed his eyes in order to evaluate the situation.

"You think he's dead?"

"Who cares, let's just see if he's got any thing valuable on him."

"If he's alive he can sell him right?"

"Even if he isn't dead, he will be soon. Now shut up and help me search him."

He heard the sound of sand shifting, as one of the men got closer, the sound stopped near him and there was a pause. Seconds later the man gave a startled cry as Gaara's sand rose in defense. Gaara chose that moment to open his eyes and clenched his hand into a fist getting another surprised yell as the first thief was wrapped in sand. He rolled onto his back and stood up, he quickly scanned his surroundings in order to prepare for whatever was about to happen. His first and most surprising discovery was that he was no longer in the streets of Sunagakure; instead he was in the open desert without a building in sight. He next discovered that instead of just two men there were more than ten, all of whom were wrapped in bandages, and in the background there was what appeared to be four ships.

The bandaged man closest to what had happened was quick to snap out of surprise and sent a wave of sand at Gaara.

'He can manipulate sand?'

The sand split in two before reaching Gaara and made a circle around Gaara before making its way back to the attacker. The sand knocked him off of his feet and onto his back; there was a sound of sand bursting at Gaara's left and he turned to see his captive had managed to escape. He spun his arms in a circle and threw his fist forward causing a wave of sand to make its way toward Gaara, before making contact a hole opened up in front of Gaara allowing him to be untouched by the attack. In response Gaara made a backhand motion and a tendril of sand smacked the second attacker in his right side.

'I see so they can both manipulate sand. It would be safe to assume that the other members of this group can move sand as well. I must end this quickly.'

He held his hand so that his palm faced the sky and closed causing sand to wrap around one of the boats, he flicked his wrist toward himself and unclenched his fist which made the boat fly into the air and landing directly onto a group of the bandaged men.

This time Gaara clapped his hands together before throwing them apart causing the sand to rise up and bury the remaining thieves. After making sure that his attackers were not getting back up Gaara began walking only to trip over his feet as he was hit by another headache. He noticed that the severity was less intense than it was originally, it seemed that whatever was bothering Shukaku had passed and now he only had to deal with what remained. Now he had a new problem to deal with, he had somehow gotten himself into the desert outside of Sunagakure without a clue of how to get back to his village.

He sighed in exasperation and activated his third eye technique to find some sort of civilization; he raised the eye high above the ground and sighed yet again when he saw that there was nothing in any direction his best bet was to walk west in order to find the border that marked the Land of Rivers and from there he'd be able to make his way toward Suna. He took note of the suns location and had his sand form beneath him like a cloud and he began his journey toward the Land of Rivers.

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And there's chapter 1, not my longest chapter, in fact I'm pretty sure it's one of my shortest. But that's now the point, Gaara doesn't know he's in another world yet and is on his way towards something that doesn't exist. What will he find? Who will he meet? What happens with those sandbenders? Read the next chapter to find out. As always review, ask and suggest, later.