Okay, so this is a Gaara and you fanfic! The reason why I put Gaara and Gaara for the character names is so you can find this story better. All stories that deal with a character person and you always have their name come up twice. That's how I like it ^-^ Anyways, its kinda just drabbles about him and you. There were originally 3, but soon it became like five...

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-Normal POV-

The red-haired boy trudged sadly down the streets replaying the awful words he had heard from another child.

"Get away from me you monster!"

He wasn't trying to hurt her of anything. He was just bringing medicine to her to say sorry for the injuries he had given her. Why did everyone hate him so much? As he was walking home, he was accompanied by many shouts of rude comments aimed towards him. He sighed; he was used to the all the negative words. He saw a little girl about his age hiding behind a pole. When she saw him, she walked over to him.

-Your POV-

I saw a cute little boy with a sad face walking down the street. Why was he so sad? He looked nice though, so I decided to approach him. I haven't been with anybody who was actually nice. Yesterday, all my alleged friends made fun of the way I look. I cried a lot. But this boy didn't look like he would be the kind to ridicule or try to hurt me, do I smiled one of my best smiles and headed over towards him.

"Hi! What's your name?" I asked. He looked at me hesitantly and gave me a sad smile. He had nice red hair and sea green eyes lined with black.

"Gaara...," He trailed off. I patted his head and he looked at me with a surprised expression. I chuckled lightly.

"That's a nice name. I like your hair. It's really pretty. I like the color red... Oh! I forgot to tell you what my name was. Sorry. My name is _," I grinned sheepishly.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because you don't look mean."

He looked downward. I felt bad for him. He was so sad and I wanted to make him happy and cheer him up. I got a sick feeling when that grim expression of his started to appear. I wondered how I could make him smile.

"Hey, Gaara, wanna be friends?" I asked. He looked at me to see if I was joking, but I of course wasn't. Finally, he decided I wouldn't go back on my word and gave a small smile. An actual happy one.

"Yes."

I hugged him. Maybe him and I would get along and become the best of friends.

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I know. It sucks. To be honest, I didn't really want to write this part, but I had to to make this story kinda flow...