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Talking with a Demon

Rating: strong T

Word Count: 1,083

Summary: Gaara has some trouble with his demon.

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"They don't love you, runt. They hate you. Late at night 'Sev' thinks of poisoning you but he knew that I would simply protect you. Don't you see? I'm the only one you really got. So just let me out. Let me break their bones and drink their blood like I… like you are meant to. You know that is why we exist. To kill… to destroy. Come on. Let me out. Let. Me. Out!"

Gaara clapped his hands over his ears as he tried to rid his mind of the evil words that echoed in his mind. He knew that it was Shukaku and he knew that it was probably the full moon that shone down on the redhead that caused the demon to torture him so but knowing didn't help. If anything it made it worse! Tears began to pool in his eyes as the demon started another round of speaking.

"No one loves you Gaara… no one. You were made to be a weapon. To fight! Why else would Sev keep you so close? What other reason could he have to let a Seven Swordsmen train you? So you can fight… so you can kill! It's your only reason for living Gaara. It's MY only reason for being in you. Let me out Gaara. Come, let me out. Remember… I'm your mommy and good boys should listen to their mommies."

Gaara rocked on the edge of the rooftop, not caring if he were to fall or not. Maybe it would be better if he fell. He would be dead and not so confused anymore or maybe it would make Shukaku shut his mouth! It wasn't his mother! His mama was nice with pretty blond hair and warm eyes that looked just like Y—

"I see you remember him. He may have been an idiot but he was right. You are a worthless runt. You should be dead but I keep you alive. I protect you Gaara… so let me out. Come on… let me out so I can do what you want so badly to do. If you don't, I will break out. You think you can hold me back? I'll break out and I'll kill each and every one of them. I'll start with Haku. I'm sure he'll make such pretty squeals as I break his arms and legs lovely but surely. I'll enjoy the feel of Naruto's strong lungs when I reach my hand deep inside and squeeze until that damn nine tail no longer has a host and Sev… oh your new papa… he's going to be saved for last. Oh, he'll be the best because he'll try to help you—try to get inside your head but it won't work. I'll drive sand through his eyes first."

Gaara shook his head hard, tears flowing down his round cheeks. Maybe if he shook his head as hard as possible, it would cause the mean words to flow out like water. It didn't work. Shukaku continued to drill disgusting scenarios into his mind that became more vivid and more gruesome. The kanji that had been burned into his forehead didn't hurt more than the pain in his chest that was caused by what Shukaku painted.

"Just STOP IT!" Gaara shrieked, fists flying as hard as they could into his head, trying to knock some silence into Shukaku. It was only by some miracle he got the first three hits out before his sand darted from somewhere in the house and gripped his wrists.

"Gaara…?" a voice called out. Gaara whirled around, nearly losing his balance as he came face to face with the other jinchuuriki in the house. Of course Naruto didn't know that he had a demon and, briefly, he thought to tell the boy. He wanted someone that understood what he was talking about but that was something Shukaku would do! It was something that would put him in the same category as the crazed demon.

"I'm sorry!" Naruto shouted as fresh tears fell. He didn't know what he had done to cause the reaction to go from bad to worse but he didn't want to see his little brother crying. Naruto rushed forward and pulled Gaara into a tight hug.

"He… he won't stop talking," Gaara whispered, wrapping his arms around Naruto's middle and sobbed harder into the older boy's shirt. Naruto patted the smaller back, feeling sympathy curling at his toes. Even though he didn't have a demon, he knew how it felt to have mean voices call you name and tell you hateful things. "He… he said that you all hate me. That I'm nothing but… but a weapon and that Sev wants to kill me or use me like my Kazekage."

"Gaara Sev-chan is our papa! He don't hate you! He loves you and I loves you and Haku loves you… I'm not sure bout Zabuza but he don't count cause he's too tough to say he loves us and too scared of papa to say he hates us," Naruto laughed. Gaara picked up his head from the damp shirt and looked at his blond brother before smiling a watery smile.

"You… you think he's scared of papa?" Gaara whispered.

"Trust me… everybody and everything scared of papa! There was this rock on the ground and it almost tripped Sev and he glared at it and it peed on itself!" Naruto joked. Gaara let out giggles at the mental image that he could easily imagine. It was sometime, when the sun was coming up, that Gaara noticed that Naruto had spent the entire night telling stories and jokes. Some of them hadn't been funny and some of his tales hadn't made sense—the Prince and the Ninja was his favorite—but the blond had stayed the entire night with him. He had caused Shukaku's ramblings to take the backseat in his mind and, now that the sun was awake, the beast was silent.

"Thank you Naruto," Gaara whispered as he looked at the obviously tired blond. The boy's eyes held dark bags but a bright smile erupted on the full mouth any way. He slung an arm around the pale shoulders, forcing the shorter boy to lean on him as they faced the sunrise.

"You're my brother! Of course… but… I think I'm going to take a nap now," Naruto yawned, almost immediately falling asleep against the pale shoulder. Gaara giggled with relief as snores began to sound softly from the blond.

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The End

So, at first, I was going to have Severus come help Gaara but then I thought Naruto would be better.

Are there any scenes you guys specifically want to witness?