I Don't Want to be Alone.
Disclaimer: Don't own it…wish I did…I do own Rei-Rei Tenjo though.
Gaara had no idea what to do as the young four year old girl held onto him for dear life. He had just returned from a mission with his siblings when they came across an abandoned village where they noticed, as soon as they entered, was filled with rotting decaying flesh.
Even someone like Gaara who enjoyed killed almost retched from the sight as animals had begun to pick and tear at the bodies strewn around everywhere.
Temari wouldn't enter the village and Kankuro had decided that emptying his stomach was more important then checking it out so Gaara had gone on his own and with a cloth over his nose and mouth, he ventured into the village in his usual manner which held no emotion at all.
He entered a small hut of a house and his eyes began to tear as he leaned forward almost retching.
A woman dead, her stomach ripped open as they contents had fallen out. Her filmed over eyes staring wide, her mouth twisted in a demented grin but what had made his so disgusted was the small child holding onto the woman's hand.
He leaned down beside the girl, removing his gourd, and stared at her, debating whether or not to kill her. Her long ebony hair was a ratted mess, her tiny porcelain white features made her appear like a doll and her crystal blue eyes were, what Gaara thought anyway, far away. She was in a place which she felt safe, within her own mind.
He knew that he should kill her and end her misery but he couldn't bring himself to do it, instead he touched her back, softly not minding that the kimono she wore was dirty and sticky with the girls sweat.
The girl stiffened, turned her head and stared into Gaara's teal eyes with her own. Slowly she leaned forward and hugged him, leading to his thoughts of what to do.
"Please sir…wake my sister." She said in a small voice. "She was laughing two weeks ago…she was so happy that I was safe and then she stopped laughing…" She held tighter.
"Where are your parents?" He asked her shocked that the tiny child held him without being afraid…he wasn't used to this.
"Mama was killed in the garden and Pa left to fight and didn't come back…"
He didn't know what to do so he decided to just kill her but stopped when he heard her sigh in…what's this? Relief?
"Am I safe Sir?"
He couldn't do it.
"Yes."
He couldn't hurt her.
"Are you going to leave me, Sir?"
No…not her.
"No."
She looked into his teal eyes. Her blue eyes seemed so dead.
"Promise, Sir?"
He then did something he thought he'd never do…he smiled.
"No, little one. I wont leave you."