Author's Talk
Gaara- This story is about me, my wife, Aimi, and my daughter, Satsune. My POV
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I screwed up…
"Do I look ok?!" I remember Aimi shouting at me. Her cheeks were soaked with tears. She was so extremely mad at me, that she picked up a chair and threw it.
"Aimi! Can you tell me what I did wrong?!" She was mad at me, but she was so hysterical, she couldn't talk.
"GO LOOK IN YOUR DAUGHTER'S CRIB!" She screeched. I walked down the hall into my daughter, Satsune's, room. She wasn't there. I now understood why Aimi was mad. I ran back into the kitchen.
"Oh my god! I understand," I said with concern in my voice.
"What did you do all day?! You were supposed to watch her! She would have been fine! But look what you got us into! OUR ONLY DAUGHTER IS MISSING AND DO YOU HAVE A CLUE WHERE SHE IS?!" She yelled louder. "Right now our daughter could be in ANOTHER VILLAGE! NOT IN THE SAND ANYMORE!!"
"I'll find her!" I said.
"I'm going too! I don't trust you!" We ran out of the house, right into Sasuke, His daughter Tomoyo and Satsune. "Sasuke?!" I asked rubbing my cheek from where his shoulder hit me.
"Hey Gaara, Hey Aimi…Uh is it O.k. if we kept Satsune for dinner? I thought it was, but Sakura made me ask…" Sasuke said. Aimi slowly turned to face me, as I picked Satsune up.
"Gaara Katsakanage, you are so dead!" Aimi hissed. I ran into the house. Aimi stayed outside and talked to Sasuke.
"How's Sakura?" She asked.
"She's fine, actually she wanted to come with us, but at the last minute Ino called."
"Oh. So how are you all?"
"Fine. We're fine," By then Tomoyo was tugging on Sasuke's shirt. "Hey, Listen," he said as he picked Tomoyo up, "She's getting restless, I hope you understand…"
"That's fine!" Aimi said as she smiled. She kissed Tomoyo on the head, and walked back into the house. I was upstairs, bathing Satsune. I could hear her slippers on the wooden floors of the kitchen. She wasn't talking to herself like she usually did. I must have really ticked her off. When I put Satsune to bed, we'll talk, I thought.
I put Satsune in her crib gently, and walked into the kitchen. Aimi was sitting at the table. I came and stood behind her.
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." I said stroking her hair. I watched tears spill down onto the table. "I really am, Aimi." I pleaded. The tears eventually slowed and she stood up. As she started to walk away, but she turned around. She ran back and hugged me.
"I love you too Gaara-Kun," She said. More tears rolled down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Aimi whispered.
"It's ok. I understand, I understand, it's ok," I said, caressing her hair. "It's ok." She took off down the hall into the living room, tears falling as she walked. She returned seconds later with an invitation to dinner, with Naruto, Hinata, Sasuke, and Sakura.
"Can we go? Please Gaara." Aimi's mouth was turned in a pout. That face kills me, and I know I'll say yes, because I always do when she makes that face.
"F-fine, if you w-want to." I mutter. I watch as her face turns up in a smile. She hugs me.
"Oh, great! Tomorrow night in the Hidden Leaf Village. You'll have to dress up! And no gourds! And you have to smile, and…"
"What about Satsune and Tomoyo?" I ask.
"Oh, come on Gaara, we'll figure it out! Just be the great man I know and love tomorrow! No worrying! We'll get Temari to watch them. It'll be fine." She pouts. "For me?"
"Uuuuuuggggghhhhhh! Fine!" I tease.
"See that's who you really are!" She says. I hear Satsune cry. "I'll get her. You need to relax." She ran off. I stood there wondering how I would survive tomorrow night. I heard her whispering to Satsune.
"Shhh, its ok, its ok, baby," Was all I heard. I walked slowly into the living room, sitting down on the sand-colored couch. A few minutes later Aimi walks in and tells me that she's going up to bed. I nod.
"Gaara-Kun, will you please try to sleep tonight? Please?!" Aimi pleads. I sigh;
"No, not tonight," I mutter. She knew she wasn't going to get anywhere with this. I never slept. I never dreamt. The dark rings under my eyes, were un-intentional. "I'll sleep if I feel tired enough, though," I watch Aimi's face light up.
"Ok!" She smiles, and ruins up the stairs to our room. Her room really. Through the night I held Satsune while she cried and I read. Aimi came down a few times, to check on me. I wasn't surprised. She always did that.
I thought about Aimi's past as well. She had trained Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura, for 2 weeks (A/N- I have another FanFic coming out about that. I'll keep you guys posted,) when Kakashi was busy. Her dad had died on accident. My accident. I killed her father. Accidentally. I sighed. Her mother disapproved of the marriage between us. Actually, a lot of people disapproved. Aimi always told them 'If you really love someone, than you can over look a lot of things.' Her mother never visited, and my mother and Father were dead. Satsune only had 2 main family members, who weren't even family members really, 'Uncle Sasuke' and 'Auntie Sakura'. Tomoyo Uchiha called me 'Uncle Lord Sir Kazekage' and she called Aimi 'Auntie Aimi'. Tomoyo and Satsune were practically sisters. It was sweet.