Pain; pain and suffering were all the pale red haired boy in front of her had known. Why had he been treated so cruelly? Just because of the demon his father had sealed inside him when he was still in his mother's womb. People had feared him, feared what he would do to them.
"Why do you love me?" he asks jade eyes hard but vulnerable, as if the answer I give will send him over the edge.
"Why do I love you? I love you because inside you just want to be loved an accepted." I reply extending my hand to him. "Come with me." I say softly. He hesitated. I knew he didn't want to be hurt again. His psyche wouldn't be able to handle it. But I would never hurt him. I would never hurt my sweet Gaara. After what seemed an eternity he took my hand and gave me a tentative smile.
"Alright." He said and we walked back to Suna hand in hand; both of us happier than we'd been in a long time.