A/N: This will just be a compilation of quick drabbles/scenes about Gaara and Harley (OC), connected to my previous fics. And I'm not even gonna try to do the exactly 100 words thing lol. Just a few things that I don't want to write full-length fanfics about.
Fluffy af. Blah.
I. Not Forgotten
It had been just over a week since Harley and Gaara had reunited after Rasa's death. After those long six years. Though the beginning was tough, especially for Gaara, they were now at a comfortable place and felt like long-time friends again.
The sun was setting and they were sitting on a cliff on the outskirts of town.
"So… I guess I have to go back to the States tomorrow…" she said.
"I'm grateful that I got to see you again."
"But I swear I'll come back and visit as soon as school starts! No barriers this time."
"I look forward to it."
He smiled at his friend for a moment, but it quickly faded.
"Harley…" he began, speaking softly. "I… I don't want you to feel like you have to come visit me. I know it's a very long journey for you, and I don't want you to be inconvenienced on my account."
"What are you talking about? Of course I want to! You're my friend and you're important to me. I really hope you know that."
"I do. I'm sorry."
She was silent for a moment, before she suddenly started digging through her backpack.
"Before I go, there's something I wanted to give you," she said.
"Hm? What is it?"
"I know this might be lame and most of these are completely outdated, but…" she reached into her bag and pulled out a stack of papers. "I kept all the letters that I couldn't send you all this time, and I kept writing to you over the years in hopes that I could see you again. So… here, if you want them…"
She handed the large stack to Gaara.
"I never forgot you…"