Snow in the Desert.
Prologue.
A/n: If you are going to write some words in Japanese, you should then write the whole story in Japanese. Therefore, mine is going to be completely in English except for names and the like. My character will replace Sakura. Enjoy.
As the peaceful people stalked around their golden coloured village, gossiping and trading, they had no idea about the hate-filled eyes watching them. Those exact eyes stalked over the town, every single night. He watched as the people, like rats, scurried along the streets, avoiding his path - his gaze. It was obvious to him why; they all feared him. And they had a reason to fear him, for what they've done to him over the years.
"I won't stop the bloodshed and the pain over what you people have taken away from me…" he whispered, "…And I want her back."
The five year old, as usual, sat in the park by himself. He watched as all the children had friends to play with. Had mothers to comfort them. Gaara had neither. He stared at the playing children with hopeful eyes. Hopeful eyes that maybe, just maybe, they would come over to play with him. His heart sank as he realised no one even bothered to glance in his direction. His aqua-marine eyes fell to his only companion - Tedeibea. (A/n: Teddy in Japanese. I wasn't creative. Anyone knows the actual name of the Panda bear would be much appreciated.) The dark rings around his Panda bear resembled his, so did the eyes. The Panda's eyes were empty and dark - so were Gaara's. While he was playing with his sand, a shadow blocked his view. He looked up to see a small girl with onyx eyes and black hair. He stared at her in amazement. Shocked of the fact that she approached him. She smiled an unforgettable smile. Her pale, round face told him that she wasn't from Suna.
"Hi." She whispered, "I'm Miyuki." (A/n: I thought 'Snow' was appropriate for this story.)
Gaara just blinked twice at the girl as her smile faltered.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
He still didn't reply. He just stared at her.
Her gaze dropped and she noticed Gaara's companion. "That's such a cute teddy! What's its name?"
"His name is T…Tedeibea." Gaara struggled, amazed, as he hugged the teddy close to himself as if the little, sweet girl was a threat to him.
"Aw, it's so cute! What's your name?"
"G-Gaara." He was nervous. Nervous about why this girl dared to approach him.
"Would you like to play with me, Gaara?" She asked.
He could only grin. "Yes!" He exclaimed.
As they spent the day together, she was fascinated by his manipulation of his sand. She watched as he twirled it throughout his fingers as his eyes never left her smiling face. She was adorable.
"You're not from Suna, are you?" Gaara asked.
"No. I and my auntie moved here from Konoha yesterday." She said flatly.
"Did you not like Konoha?" Gaara pressed.
"No. The children there weren't too nice. Just like here." She pouted, "But you're very nice Gaara, I like you!" Gaara couldn't help but smile.
Over the next couple of months Gaara and Miyuki grew inseparable. There wasn't a moment throughout the day when they weren't seen together. The villagers hated it. The Kazekage didn't like it neither. No one did. But they didn't care as they were blissfully happy. Everyday Gaara would wait for her in the park and everyday she arrived. Slowly but surely, Miyuki managed to bring a brand new Gaara out. He transformed to a normal child - happy and carefree. Just how children should be.
Miyuki laughed as Gaara started to twirl sand around her, lifting her in the air carefully and placing her back on the ground. It was her favourite. He noticed something glistened in the Suna sun underneath her hair. A small locket hung from her neck, a two picture necklace.
"That's a pretty necklace." Remarked Gaara.
"Thank you, Gaara. It's so I'll never forget my parents." She smiled sadly as her fingers lightly touched the silver.
Before Gaara to stop his words, he blurted out, "What happened to them?"
Her eyes fell sad as he hugged Tedeibea to her chest. "It's why we left Konoha. My brother killed my mommy, daddy and older brother a while back. He tried to kill my auntie too, but we were saved. That's why we came here. We needed to be safe so we wouldn't be scared anymore." She stared at the floor.
"Are you still scared?" Gaara asked her.
She just plainly nodded her head 'yes'.
Gaara looked at her apologetically.
"I want you to have this!" He exclaimed holding up his prized possession - Tedeibea.
"Gaara, I couldn't take that. You love him!" She persisted.
"I want you to have him," Gaara smiled, "And when I'm not around, he will protect you!" She grinned as she embraced Gaara in a hug. He accepted it with a grin.
"Thank you Gaara! I will keep it forever and forever." She whispered in his ear.
Gaara sat lonely in the playground. She was late, she was never late. He watched as the other kids were enjoying themselves and he longed for the attention. He stared at the ground, hoping for her shadow to shade the sand at his feet as it always did.
"Hey, freak. Did your friend run away too?" A kid boldly taunted as his companions laughed amongst themselves.
Irritated, Gaara left on pursuit to her house. When he arrived he pushed onto his toes to peak through the windows. It was empty. Gaara frowned.
"Where is she gone?" He whispered to himself.
'She left you like everyone else.' Shukaku laughed.
Gaara growled and screamed in anger.
