Notes: My first multi-chapter fanfic, so please be kind. I got this idea in Science class when we were talking about winds and we started to talk about the doldrums…and I wrote the first thing, which was originally a oneshot, and I decide to expand upon it.
This is a Kankuro/Hinata/Gaara love triangle drabble thing that is Gaara-centric. Takes place after Shippuden, may be slightly AU, and I am sorry for any OOCness that might occur!
Proluge: Doldrums
He can't move.
He can't see.
He can't breathe.
The demon of the sand cannot move on from his memories, from what others think of him.
Even though he has "changed", other's opinion of him has not. They remember what he has done, what he is still capable of.
People have long memories, after all.
No matter how hard he fights against the unmoving ocean he cannot move forwards, and he will not allow himself to move backwards. It would undo all of the hard work that he has done…even though it has barely moved him in other's eyes.
Gaara is sure that he has heard of this term before…
Doldrums. A place where there is very little wind and the sea barely moves.
He is at a doldrums with himself, for when he looks into the mirror he does not see a monster…but neither does a holy man's image appear.
He is at a doldrum's with everyone around him, for they will never be able to see him as anything but a monster with that horrible, burning kanji on his forehead and his hair that seems to be painted with blood.