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Remember Me?
It was nearing dawn in the Village Hidden in the Sand when I stumbled quietly through the gates.
The guards stationed at the gates did not notice me.
Not that anyone ever does but a girl can wonder, can't she? I watched as a tumble weed tumbled across the deserted streets.
I quietly walked down the street admiring the houses. But unbeknownst to me I was being watched.
A pair of sea-green eyes tracked my movements.
What did this girl think she was doing? Sneaking into my Village. I felt the familiar blood lust rush through my veins, whispering kill, kill.
I was about to do just that. I slid quietly across the rooftops until she stopped. Now. I gathered my sand around me as I appeared behind her.
She did not even know I was there until I grabbed her by the neck and lifted her of the ground.
I felt the muscles in her neck strain and felt her hands grabbing at mine, begging me to stop.
Wait.. a voice hissed.
Why
Stop! Now..
My movements were no longer my own as I slowly lowered her to the ground and released my grip on her neck. She fell to the ground gasping.
She recovered her breathe and slowly turned to look at me and black met green. "You…."
~Flashback~
A young Gaara sat playing in the sand box, making little statues out of the sand.
The playground was deserted except for a small group of children whispering and pointing.
A tear came to Gaara's eye. Once again the other children ran away from him. They called him mean names.
They called him a monster and said that he should go off and die.
Nobody loves me he thought looking down at the little sand bird he had made.
His ears caught quiet footsteps slowly approaching him. He looked up to see a little girl approaching him.
She slowly sat down next to him and smiled.
"Can I play with you?" She asked.
His eyes widened with shock. No one had ever wanted to play with him. "You- you want to play with me? You don't think i'm a monster?"
"Of course not silly. Why would I think that?" She giggled.
They played in the sandbox until the sun began to set. "I have to go now." She said.
"Alright. Can we play again tomorrow?"
"Yes! I like you. You are my first friend." She said smiling.
"You- you haven't had a friend either?" he stuttered.
"Nope. Nobody wants to play with me."
"Me neither."
"Oh I have to go. So I will see you tomorrow. Bye!" She called running off. Little Gaara smiled. A friend.
Only after a week she stopped coming. She didn't come the next week either. She was gone.
End flashback
"Gaara?" A quiet voice whispered. "Is that you?"
"You left me all alone. I hate you." He whispered and the sand closed in around her.
Stop Gaara. Stop.
Yes Gaara stop. You wouldn't want to kill your only friend would you?
Who are you. Shikoku what is this?
Kokucho It has been a long time
Make the boy release my girl before we both die
You heard her Gaara. Now.
Slowly the sand released its death grip on the girl. Before she could move I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder.
Until I knew what was going on, she stayed with me. I arrived home in time to see Temari and Kankuro walking sleepily into the kitchen.
Temari noticed him and the girl who was hitting him in the back rather hard. That would leave a mark.
"Gaara?" She questioned
I ignored her and walked up the stairs to my room, leaving my siblings looking at each other in horror.
"You don't think?"
"Would he really do that?"
"Best not to find out. Lets go."
They ran up the stairs and into Gaara's room to find the girl passed out on his bed and Gaara sitting in a chair staring at her.
"Gaara what's going on?" Temari asked
"My first friend." I whispered, staring at her. She had long silky black hair and pale white skin.
She looked almost exactly like when I had first saw her but taller and more woman like.
What did she want? Why was she here? Who was this Kokucho? The voice had sounded feminine and reminiscent of pain and something sinister.
"You have a friend?" Kankuro asked astounded.
I turned and gave him a death glare. "Yes I do" Then a rustle came from my bed.
Oh Thank God that was just a dream. Ouch I hurt. I feel like I got hit by a falling building and crazy elves came and jumped on my head.
I looked around slowly. Oh no that was defiantly not a dream I thought as I looked into three pairs of eyes.
Two curious and one angry and confused. I looked at the angry eyes and they disappeared and a cute little red haired boy took their place.
I knew where I was. I was with Gaara. And he did not look happy.