So this is my first Gaara fanfic…WOW. I hope everyone likes it. The first ch. is REALLY sad but trust me the second ch. (which is done) is GREAT and CUTE and FUNNY! So please read the 2nd ch. before you hate it! R and R. I really hope I got Gaara's personality right….
CHAPTER 1: THE DEMONIC BIRTH
Gaara stared at the slumbering child. It was in a small wooden cradle, and although it was only a few days old he gazed upon it with hatred. The child that murdered his wife when it became his son. Outside the only light came from the pale Konoha moon, the trees rustled in the warm breeze, and the crickets sang their song. He sighed wearily and recalled the events from five days ago.
After being married for only a year Sakura had found herself pregnant. Everything went fine until the last month. Sakura was with Ino when she collapsed from exhaustion. The medic – nins told her the baby wouldn't survive much longer. He had never seen her cry so much. It seemed she could not stop no matter how much he consoled her.
It was then that the idea came to her.
'Gaara, what if we gave the baby extra chakura from another source?'
He had nodded. 'That would work but there is no way to do that with out…' He paused, 'connecting the child with a demon.'
'Do it.' She whispered. He gazed at her in shock.
'No. I won't. I'd rather it died than do that.'
'Why? It would save it!'
'Sakura, you don't know what it's like to not fully be you! To be only a host!'
'Please Gaara!' Tears swelled in her eyes.
'No. We'll have other babies. I promise you.'
Without a word she took his hands and began forming them into the necessary forms to get the jutsu she wanted. He was amazed at how strong a desperate woman fighting for her child could be. He couldn't stop her no matter how much he struggled. Eventually the both held a ball of pulsing energy.
'Sakura, don't do this. Please Sakura…' He begged her as she struggled against him to bring it down to her swollen belly. The instant it touched, the chakura entered her and she screamed with pain. He panicked and as medic – nins streamed in he ran the opposite way, out of the room. Her screams rang in his ears when he finally stopped. He slid down the wall, panting and wide eyed. He shook uncontrollably as for the first time for a very long time he brought his knees to his chest, covered his head and sobbed.
He knew the outcome. It would be the same as his birth; the child would live but Sakura would die. He walked in slowly and felt the air. It was thick with sadness and pain. Sakura was in the bed breathing weakly. She was as pale as the white sheets and as he held her hand he could feel her body stiffening as warmth left her. She opened her eyes slightly.
'Something to remember me by…' she had muttered, and then was still. He closed her eyes and turned to the child.
Its body was still damp and wrinkled. It had a full head of red hair and gazed at him through emerald eyes.
'Hello Haruno.'
END OF FLASHBACK
The one good this about the events, although he was still trying to figure out if it was 'good', was that he might finally understand his own father.
The child was definitely his. Besides the red hair, it would sometimes give him the black stare he had been so fond of giving others. There was only one difference. Behind the chill Gaara saw a look of forgiveness. It was as though it knew the events before its birth and forgave him. It only caused him more pain and guilt. He knew that the fact he was responsible for his son's condition would haunt him for life. He wondered how it would work. Would Haruno, named after Sakura, automatically show signs he was possessed like he did? Maybe the babe would be like Naruto and discover later on? He knew only time would tell.
He stood up and stretched. He was about to leave the room when he turned around. So far he had touched Haruno as little as possible. Now he lifted him from the cradle and walked around the room slowly. He pressed Haruno softly against his chest as he supported his head. He hummed a song Sakura had taught him, singing the words in his head.
'You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here.'
He sang the entire thing before laying Haruno back down and leaving the room. He smiled for he just realized that he loved his son more than anything. He made a vow: Since he could not save Sakura he would save her child. No matter the personal cost.