Ok this is my first time writing a story in my life lol. If anything goes wrong, please don't blame me. Cause I suck I writing. I'm not a person who doesn't know how to express feelings every well. But this is for the awesome character in naruto. Without him. The anime would have really turned out that bad. But this is for true gaara fan's that understands gaara's anguish.

This is a love story.No yaoi!! What so ever

Gaara of the desert. I believe he is a beautiful character ; ) lol gaara is too good to love someone in the anime. This Story takes place when Gaara was 6 years old. The only character that I own is Rin Atsuko and Kastashi. "The first name means cold, while her last name, means warm child". But then again I do suck at picking Japanese names too don't blame me for that too. XD Kastahi means "firmness".

It was a cold night in the sand village and the air is thick at night, it appears to be a full moon upon the village. While everyone is sound asleep. A dark figure from the shadows makes a slow movement. Sitting down, his Pale hands brushes against his face, wiping the tears flowing down his cheeks. Whimpering softly, as he takes the pain.

"It's so cold…" as the red head boy holds him self to keep warmth.

"Gaara….what kind of name is that for me?". He looks to his hands, in his mind trying to find a meaning to it. But finds nothing but pain to his chest.

Gaara looks at a window where he is sitting. He turns around to see Yashamaru sleeping peacefully. Gaara notice that people look so peaceful during their sleep. Wishing that he was able to sleep like that. He knew the most loneliness time of the day is at night. When everyone is at slumber. He doesn't see anyone at sight. It becomes so quiet around him even in his head. Gaara closes his eyes for a few minutes.

Gaara opens his eyes slowly, then his eyes widen. He sees a person coming towards him. It made Gaara shiver when he saw that there was something on the persons face. It was scary looking which Gaara have never seen before. It seem it was a iron mask. It was coming closer, Gaara sided back. As the mask became clearer, there was a symbol on it. It said 'forbidden'. Gaara became terrified as it gotten closer to him. Walking slowly the child collapses to the ground. Gaara is scared if it's another person came to kill him. He only watches him. Gaara finds that he is not moving.

-is, he died?- Gaara thought. Moving closer to him slowly. Breathing calmly as he can.

Still terrified he slowly turns the boy face forward. He studies how the mask covers the young boy's face. "What is this?" Gaara feels something strange about him. Gaara lends forward to see if he is alive. Gaara puts his head on to his chest to hear for a heartbeat. The young boy opens his eyes. Gaara saw metal steel eyes staring at him. the young child jerks back quickly. Not knowing who he is. Gaara kept staring at his eyes; he notices it was slightly glowing. It was also something he has never anyone with those kind of eyes. Gaara can feel that the boy is in pain though his eyes The young boy calms down knowing he doesn't mean no harm. The boy see's the eyes that he meets. The boy knows those eyes and so does Gaara. His eyes make it so clear to see right though him. Gaara eyes sadden when he feels his pain.

"where am I?" the boy responded to his look.

"The sand village." Gaara can see he's not from around here.

"who are – " Gaara stops

He drops to his hands and knees while bowing his head down. "Please, help me!" He lifts his head up Gaara looked into his eyes again. Seeing the same pain again. Hurting his chest. "I'm sorry, I am causing you pain".Gaara wasn't aware; he knew that he felt his own suffering. "Are you able to remove this mask??" he had a desperate voice. Still analyzing him it didn't sound like a young boy. His clothes were rags. His hair was long and spiked black hair.. Gaara was sure of it, he was a boy. But his eyes looked so warm, but the feel was pain. "PLEASE!" his voice rose up higher. Gaara smacks out of his thinking.

"Yes I can". Gaara responded with a quiet voice.

The boy was very happy to know that he can.

He bowed down again."Thank you, so much". He eyes were filled with delight.

Gaara saw that he wasn't a bad person at all and smiled slightly.

So, was it good so far? I need a lot of work to do. Shit. It's so late. I just wanted to get it out of my head. This story of mine. By the way. If you don't know what kind of eyes the young boy has. It's from Riddick. Yeah. I love his eyes. But that just only the eyes. I just had to put it on my character. I have a few tricks up my sleeve with his story. Hehehe…