Learning to sleep after the One-Tails was extracted from him was a larger relief than Gaara could ever have imagined. Being able to lay his head down and rest without worrying about letting loose a violent monster was already relaxing enough. Being allowed to accomplish

hours

of sleep at a time? Being able to rest his body and mind, to recharge each and every night? Gaara had never felt so healthy and energized in his entire life. And that wasn 't even the best part.

The best part was the dreams. Always before, in the rare moments he allowed Shukaku full control, his dreams had an indistinct hazy quality about them. He saw blurred figures moving about and heard muffled voices speaking. Now that he was able to truly fall asleep he had the opportunity to discover something that should have been his many years ago: his soulmate.