Hello there everybody! So I did it, I made a Naruto story. Now this is not my first one I've ever written, but there's only one other and it was written back before we even knew who Mr. O was and even if it wasn't complete shit, I would have no idea where to find it. I don't know why I haven't written one since because honestly, Naruto is my favorite anime right now, and has been for quite some time. I stuck through the fillers until they stopped airing them on tv, broke down and watch the first 20 subbed episodes on the naruto website , cried tears of joy when I heard Shippuden was being dubbed, and when they next slew gets realesed on i tunes and put on dubhappy(best anime site EVER) I'm there like swimwear.

So needless to say I have mad love for this show. I read the manga as well but am kinda behind. which is odd cause I read the first two or three before naruto was even dubbed in the US. yes, my love for Naruto goes back seven years. damn, thats weird. But anyways after this big long thing that I totally understand if you skip through, I joke and kid about naruto all the time but I had a dream a few nights back and loosely based this story off of it. I plan to see it evolve and I hope to have you along for the ride. as always my darling readers, I hope you enjoy!

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Gaara tapped his finger on his desk.

"Damn, I'm bored," he said pulling at the collar of his Kazekage robe.

He was glad the nation was at peace, but sometimes it became so boring. Not to mention when you're the Kazekage, you were only brought out for battle when it was absolutely necessary.

Gaara sighed. He envied his brother and sister who were visiting the leaf village for the Chunin exam preparations. He rested his chin on his desk and thought back to the first time he traveled to the Leaf Village. Gaara smiled, how childish he had been. What would he had done without Naruto Uzumaki helping him see love for others was so strong?

He closed his eyes and counted the days until he would travel back to the Leaf Village for the Chunin exams…

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Gaara heard a loud horn from a distance, followed by shouting. He stirred from his sleep and was surprised to find he was no longer sitting at his desk, but huddled on a cold hard floor. Gaara opened his eyes and couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was a city, although Gaara really didn't know what it was. All he could see was dirt, grim, bright lights and fast things racing down the lanes. And people, so, so many people. All in strange clothes and not a headband in sight.

"What the hell?" Gaara said staring at the sight in perplexed amazement.

"Cool costume."

Gaara turned to see a pudgy girl standing in front of him.

Gaara squinted his eyes up at the girl, "What?"

"Gaara, right? I loooove him," she said rummaging through her bag. "You're the best Cosplayer I've ever seen, mind if I take a picture?" She said pulling out a camera from her bag.

Gaara just stood there slack mouthed as the girl clicked away.

"Thanks!" she said and skipped off down the street.

Gaara continued to stare ahead. Where was he? He'd never seen anything like this before. Was it a trick? A dream? A Genjutsu?

Gaara tried to release the Genjutsu with no success. He pinched his arm but he felt the pain.

"What the hell is going on?" he grumbled. He went to get up off the ground, but his legs were sore. How long had he been sleeping there?

He shook his head and started to walk. He had to figure out where he was and what he was going on. What the hell was a Cosplayer? Was it some kind of performer? But she had said his name…

Gaara felt a little odd walking around in his long robe. He took it off but the outfit underneath still was a bit strange compared to those around him. He didn't care, though. At least now that damn itchy robe was off.

After a couple minutes of walking, he saw a large building with the word "Borders" on the front. He thought maybe they had something to do with the communication and relations between boarders, so he figured they might be able to help. But when he entered the building, he saw nothing but books.

"Hm, strange," Gaara said looking around.

"Can I help you?" Said a voice.

Gaara turned to see a young man at a counter looking at him.

"Yes, where am I?" Gaara said stepping closer.

"Borders, didn't you see the sign on the front of the building?"

Gaara shook his head, "No, I mean what Land am I in?"

The boy laughed, "Um that would be Cleveland, US of A."

Gaara scrunched his brow. He had never heard of any "Cleveland US of A."

"Anything else?" the boy asked.

"Yes, what is a Cosplayer?"

The boy laughed again, "Well, you."

Gaara looked at him with questioning eyes, "Be more specific, I suppose," he said trying to keep his temper. This jerk was really starting to annoy him. He thought back to the breathing exercises Temari had taught him.

"Someone who dress's up as an Anime or video game character mostly," the boy said raising his eyebrow. "Obviously, you're dressing up as Gaara, from Naruto. Best I've ever seen though."

"But I am Gaara," Gaara said through gritted teeth.

The boy laughed yet again, "Sure kid, suuuurre."

At this very moment Gaara wished he had his gourd so he could sand coffin this bitch. He let out a raspy sigh.

Breath in.

Breath out.

The boy pointed over towards the back, "Look if you don't believe me, there's a stack of manga in the back. We got every issue of Naruto to date."

Gaara gave him a death glare then turned to the place the boy had pointed to.

He turned the corner and was immediately assaulted with Naruto's face in anime form on over a hundred covers. Gaara stared at them in shock, snatching up one of the books with him on the cover. He scanned through the pages in slight horror. There on the pages showed his life. He picked up book after book and found although the story was generally about Naruto Uzumaki, it had every detail of Gaara's life as well. His sickening childhood was drawn out in a painful flash back. He saw the anger in his eyes as he killed people for no reason but to amuse himself, to feel alive. He skipped ahead to the issues with black spines. Gaara was now Kazekage, but it seemed to be accounts of things that had not happened yet. He was fighting a what Gaara believed was a girl, but ended up being a boy. He was kidnapped and killed by the Akatsuki and he read how unfair Naruto thought everything was for Gaara. He saw how desperately Naruto wanted to save him.

Gaara stood there staring at the page in utter horror. There were some many issues after this one, did life just go one without Gaara? He hand trembled slightly as he continued to stare at the book with disbelief.

"He doesn't die," says the pudgy girl from earlier. She was holding a manga with the word NANA on the cover.

"What?" Gaara said in a shaky voice.

"Gaara," She answered putting the book down, "I know, I almost cried when I read it, I was so relived when Grandma Chiyo saved him. But you looked as if you were having a nervous break down, so I thought I'd let you know."

"Oh," Gaara said lowering the book, "Grandma Chiyo,"

The girl patted him on the back and left.