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Prolouge
The sand seemed to go on forever, never giving away its secretes. Never giving away what it knew, never giving itself away for any human being, but when it did it was a rare moment and a miraculous and wondrous moment at that. He had never given his heart away to it and it had never revealed itself to him.
Gaara of the Sand, an Asura That Loves Himself 1.
He ran his hand thru his hair and looked away from the rolling dessert. His hand unconsciously touched the kanji for love on his forehead before it fell away to his side. He was ever alert however, but his eyes gave nothing away of it.
He was beyond the fools, they would never reach his level, and there was no one to cause him pain. So there was no one to stop him if he left, no one to care. He only had himself to love. His mother had despised him and only left him as a curse to the village. But he had lived through it, he had become the despised curse that they had wanted him to be. So in truth he had not become a disappointment.
The idea to find another had sprung up unbidden in his sleep, and persisted for many days. The idea had turned into something more, into a plan. And a plan would eventually be followed by action. He would find another to love and to hold forever, this was his oath. It would keep him alive, keep him until it must. It might make him happy.
X.x.X
He had stolen away in the cover of the night, past the gate guards, past his siblings, past the Kazekage. He would no longer be anyone's tool, he would belong to only himself. At least that is what he hoped to accomplish, for there was no telling in the world what would be ones own fate. Now he had another goal, he would still find another to love but he would chose wisely.
X.x.X
"He's gone Kankuro," Temari said.
"I know Temari. But there was nothing we could have done about it. Nothing at all," he said. She let the words die in the air and said nothing as she exited the room. She stared up the huge moon and wished that she could pocket it and keep its distant and cold glow with her forever. Gaara would have appreciated that, the moon never concerned itself with worldly affairs, and it isolated itself. But it was a very powerful and decisive force, it controlled the tides and thus the lives of so many, it kept the time and marked it with its face, its surface was constantly battered, the marks only erased by even bigger ones, it shunned the earth and took nothing in but the sunlight and even that it reflected away the beams of light from itself, keeping only the heat of the rays. So much like Gaara.
X.x.X
He looked at the moon, recognizing that it had been foolish to leave when it was still out. The beams of light could have given away his position. But he had not been foolish in the respect that he had not covered his tracks. He would keep away from all the Shinobi villages, which would be the smartest thing to do at the moment. It would be many years before they forgot his face, and the tattoo wasn't helping but of course removing it was out of the question. The thought had never passed his head.
He would leave Suna (Hidden Sand), he was close to the border to the lands that were not controlled by Kage's. Nothing and no one would stop him from reaching his new goal! He would live and find a life to love.
End Chapter One
1 An asura is a demon in Hindu mythology.
So the first chapter is done. I wonder if I should end this story, since I already have one up and this one came out of boredom, not that I think this one sucks or anything, but still... And I don't want to take up another story if no one is going to read. So...! Should I end this story early on or not? Please review and tell me what you think!