Soul-Mate Prologue
The small blonde boy couldn't help but watch the red haired boy from afar. Watch as he tries to play with the other kids. He felt bad, it made his heart ache. He understood how he felt, in a way.
Slowly making his way towards him, the boy bit his bottom lip anxiously. "H-hello," he watched red haired boy jolt in shock, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. Whipping around, the sea foam green eyes met the seemingly glowing gold ones of the boy who had spoken. "My name is Yamada Yuki, but you can call me Yuki," he grinned, holding his hand out to him, his eyes closing slightly.
"Y-you're not scared of me?" the red haired boy asked as he gave Yuki a perplexed look.
"Nope! Wanna play?" Yuki opened his eyes as he looked at the other boy. The boy's eyes lit up, before dimming slightly.
"This isn't a trick is it? You're not gonna run away?"
"No, and I promise, I'll never be scared of you," Yuki gave the boy a gentle smile.
"Okay, my name is Gaara,"
Age 7
Yuki sat up slowly in bed; the seven year old couldn't help but pause as he rubbed his eyes sleepily. He had to get to school, but first he had to drop off his baby sister Kaede at the neighbor's house.
His mother had died in childbirth with his little sister a few months prior, and his father had become increasingly bitter towards his sister. So with the help of his neighbor Kana, he was raising his sister on his own.
Quickly getting dressed, he got the supply bag ready and grabbed his sister, who was still asleep carefully.
"Don't worry Kaede, I'll be back later," he whispered quietly to his three month old sister, before handing her over to the middle aged woman who smiled kindly, before shooing him off to school.
Walking up the steps to his elementary, Yuki sighed. He couldn't wait to see Gaara, his best and only friend. Spotting his blood red hair, he walked up excitedly to his best friend of two years. The red head had a short temper, always threatening to kill other students, losing his temper over the littlest things and becoming violent.
But just like a he promised, Yuki didn't fear him.
"Hey Gaara!" Yuki said cheerfully, getting a blank look from his best friend. He only grinned as he rested his arm on his shoulder. Much to the surprise to the other students, the small red haired boy only ever allowed the slightly taller blonde to touch him.
"Let's get to class," Gaara's slightly deep voice startled Yuki, who grinned.
"Okay!" He said cheerfully.
Making their way towards their classroom, kids and teachers move out of the way in fear of making Gaara angry.
Yuki on the other hand, happily held Gaara's hand.
Taking their seats, the boys gazed around the room, one with a happy expression, the other with a dull and nearly lifeless gaze with an underlying rage.
"Hey hey, don't be so angry," Yuki said, amused. "Only be angry when you have a reason, which shouldn't be all the time,"
"Shut up Yuki," Gaara said softly, giving him a slightly pointed look. He couldn't explain it, but being near Yuki really calmed down his blood lust, making it almost nonexistent. The other boy was like a ball of sunshine, always happy and never without a smile. Not even when his mother died.
'I can't be sad, mama died to bring me my baby sister, I have to take care of her now,' Yuki had smiled so brightly that day it almost seemed forced.
Yuki hummed softly as he rocked in his chair, a melody that was soft and sweet flowed from him. Causing Gaara to relax back in his seat, closing his eyes to listen to him hum.
The lecture that the teacher was speaking of was a review of the day before, to remind them that they will have a written test the next day.
Yuki didn't pay attention as he doodled on his notebook, he was eager for lunch time, he had made Gaara a bento, it wasn't made very well, but it was better than not having anything to eat.
As though answering his wish, the bell rang, signaling it was lunch time. Perking up quickly, he turned his gaze to his best friend. "Hey Gaara, I made you a lunch," he grinned brightly, pulling up his bag, he pulled out the bento box wrapped in a red cloth. "See, it's the same red as your hair!" He couldn't help but grin brightly as he slid the box towards the slightly smaller boy. "You need to eat lots in order to grow tall!"
Gaara didn't let it show, but his heart had started racing, his expression remaining blank. He was sincerely grateful to have him as his best friend.
"Shut up Yuki," he said coolly, accepting the bento anyway.
Yuki grinned, his golden eyes flashing slightly when the sun reflected in them, making them almost glow. His eyes were the reason why he was ignored and treated like trash. He was just glad his little sister was born with blue eyes. His hair was such a light blonde it almost appeared white.
Age 9
Yuki tried to force his two year old sister off his side. "Kaede I have to go to school," he groaned as her arms tightened around him.
"Noooo Nii-Tan," she whimpered, "No leave Kae!" she had tears in her eyes as she whined. Kana watched slightly amused. Their mother was her best friend, so she thought it was her duty to protect and raise them.
"Stay with Kana-San, I'll be back after school," he said seriously after finally managing to remove her arms from him. They had both moved in with the woman after an incident that he'd rather not think about. Hiking up his backpack, he quickly ran after the red head that had gotten bored and decided to walk ahead. "Wait up Gaara!"
The now taller boy paused in his steps and looked back at the blonde who was gasping as he finally stopped running, his hands on his knees as he panted. "Why'd you leave!" he looked up at him, pouting.
"You were taking too long, we were going to be late," he said seriously, his expression blank. "Let's go," He turned to leave, not even reacting when Yuki grabbed his hand, skipping next to him.
"So, you know I hate running in the mornings," Yuki pouted up at him. They were entering the third grade. Their classmates were all the same as from first grade.
Gaara rolled his eyes, walking slightly quicker as he allowed his best friend to hold his hand; they've done it since they were five years old. It's an old habit that won't be going away any time soon.
Walking into the school, everyone avoided the nearly always angry red haired boy. His blank eyed gaze gave other children nightmares. Yuki on the other hand, could see the emotions in his eyes, could tell when he was happy, and when he was sad, when he was about to blow up. Sometimes, he'd let him.
Taking their seats in class, near the back of the class, where they sat alone, next to each other, like always.
They were really close, anyone could see it. The always happy and kind child and the always angry and mean child, best friends.
12 years old
Yuki patted his five year old sister's head. "See you after school Imouto," he grinned brightly, he was a lot taller now, and his sister only reached his stomach in height. His best friend on the other hand, was at least three inches taller than himself. Looking over at the read haired boy, he couldn't help but grin as he made his way over to him.
"Gaara!" he hugged him happily, getting a grunt of acknowledgement from his best friend.
"Hello to you too Yuki," he mumbled, his arm around his waist as he looked down at the shorter boy.
Yuki pouted as he looked up at him. "I remember when you were shorter than me," he muttered.
"And your food is what made me taller," Gaara smirked, an amused glint in his eyes.
"Shut it," he stuck his tongue out at him, before pulling away and grabbing his hand, as per the norm for these two.
On the walk to their new school, the middle school they both attended, Suna middle school. In three years' time, they would attend Konoha High-school. The high school was in a different town, since their high school had been demolished last year, it would take at least five years to build the new and bigger one.
Yuki couldn't help but giggle, it was girly, he knew, but he was too happy to care.
Gaara watched him from the corner of his eye, feeling relaxed, knowing his best friend was happy, he decided, gave him a reason to not be so angry.
Appearing in front of the middle school, Yuki looked up nervously. "I heard this is where the bullying starts," he mumbled weakly, suddenly losing all his happiness in that split second it took to look up.
"I'll protect you," Gaara said seriously, looking down at him with a tiny smile.
Yuki nodded, smiling in return.
A kid bumped into Yuki's shoulder, sneering at him rudely as he glared.
Yuki flinched slightly before smiling. He just knew middle school wasn't going to be fun.
13 years old
He was right, middle school wasn't fun. A few boys managed to corner him without Gaara, and they were taunting him, pulling at his hair and calling him names.
"Please stop," Yuki said softly, tears filling his eyes as he tried to get away.
"No way, we aren't done with you yet," the much bigger boy grabbed his arm and slammed him into the wall.
It was at that moment that they all felt the chill of a murderous aura that had them all shivering in fear.
"Gaara," Yuki said softly, his nose bleeding as he nursed his hurt wrist, hugging it to his chest.
"What do you think you were doing?" Gaara's voice was deathly calm, his expression twisted in anger for a brief second before it became blank again.
The bigger teen stood tall and glared at him. "It's none of your damn business brat," he said bravely, but foolishly.
In a split second, the boy was on the ground, crying in pain as he held his broken nose. The other two were soon to follow, one with a broken wrist the other a black eye.
The red head slowly kneeled in front of his best friend, gently grabbing his jaw. Yuki didn't flinch at all; in fact, he couldn't help but smile at him. "Hi Gaara," he said softly, his eyes lighting up.
Gaara scowled slightly. "Don't be happy when you're bleeding," he muttered, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket, before dabbing at his nose.
Yuki flinched. "I can't help it, I'm always happy to see you," he whined softly when he pushed gently on the quickly forming bruise on his cheek.
"Nothings broken," he mumbled more to himself than anyone else.
"Can we go home now Gaara?" Yuki asked, blinking up at the much taller red head, who nodded, standing up and holding his hand out to him.
Eagerly taking it, Yuki completely forgot about the incident as he talked about how it was going to be his little sister Kaede's birthday in a few days and that he needed to get her a present. But he also mentioned that they need to go and pick her up from the elementary school, she had started kindergarten and she was turning six.
Ten minutes later, they were in front of the school, the yard covered in little kids. Looking around, he failed to notice a bright and happy blonde running at him full speed.
"Nii-San!" a small body slammed into his side, causing him to grunt. "You came!"
Yuki laughed. "I said I would didn't I?" the thirteen year old boy looked down at her as he laughed softly in amusement.
Gaara stood a few feet away, watching the crowd for anymore threats. He refused to allow Yuki to get hurt anymore.
On the walk home from the school, Kaede happily talked about her new friends and her day. Yuki smiled sadly, she was really happy, and he was glad, glad that she could find a bright side in this world, he struggled sometimes, not always able to see that bright side, even though he was always happy with
Gaara, he was sad when he was by himself.
"Let's be together forever," Yuki said softly, looking up at the red haired boy.
"Of course," Gaara gave him a gentle smile reserved for only him.
15 years old
Gaara's father had died a few years before, and Gaara had only just found out that he left his huge company to him. He was furious, storming down the streets in the dark; his tall figure gave off the aura of bloodlust. He was heading to the one place that he really felt like he could relax.
Walking up the steps, he didn't even bother knocking as he walked straight inside.
"Hello Gaara, Yuki is in his room if you-" Kana stopped talking as she watched the rather tall red haired teen storm up the stairs to the much shorter blonde's room.
Slamming the door open, he startled Yuki as he shut the door just as hard as he opened it, before he started ranting.
Yuki watched with baited breath and silence as he listened to his best friend rant and rave.
"And he had the balls to leave it to me, his son that he hated most," Gaara snarled, falling back onto Yuki's bed.
Yuki smiled softly, his golden eyes gently as he ran his fingers through the taller teen's hair as he panted. "Maybe he didn't hate you then, maybe he was raising you the way he did so that you can take over."
"He would have told me that," he snarled, scowling up at him.
"Maybe, you need to be tough to run a company like that, plus, your father was a Yakuza, you were his heir from the beginning," Yuki snickered softly.
Gaara hated talking about his family business and his father's company on the side.
Gaara glared at him, his head in his lap as he scowled. "Yuki, I swear to god, if you don't stop laughing, I'm gonna make you,"
Yuki couldn't help but giggle more, his eyes closed as he laughed harder.
Gaara growled lowly as he sat up, glaring at him best friend, before lunging. Abrupt silence followed.
Yuki's eyes were wide open as he started into his best friend's eyes, his face bright red at what he did.
Gaara smirked against Yuki's lips, pulling away as he watched the other teen stare at him, shocked. His face was almost as red as Gaara's hair.
"Why?" he asked, looking down at his lap.
"It shut you up didn't it?" Gaara said nonchalantly.
"You didn't have to do that!" Yuki quickly got off the bed and stormed out of the room, leaving behind a very confused Gaara.
"What did I do wrong?" he asked, frowning slightly as he stared at the open door.
Yuki's eight year old sister stood in the doorway, her eyes wide and curious. "Does Yuki- Nii-Chan like Gaara-Nii-Chan?" she asked innocently, getting a shocked look from Gaara.
"What do you mean Kaede?" he asked curiously.
"Well, Nii-Chan's face was all red, and I only ever seen girls' blush, and that's when they're around the boy they likes. Does Yuki-Nii like Gaara-Nii?" Kaede looked up at the tall red haired teen curiously.
"I don't know," he stood up, quickly leaving the room, completely intent on finding his best friend of ten years. "Maybe," he knew he liked him, he just wasn't sure if he really returned his feelings.
Well, there is the prologue, this is just explaining how the romance started and blossomed into the beautiful rose it's gonna be next chapter. In the next chapter, everyone is in their twenties, and I won't spoil anything for any of you, so you'll have to wait for it to be published. Which will be either tomorrow or Wednesday, since I'm almost done with it and I had finished this a few weeks ago XD Oops. I really hope you enjoyed this, drop a review and tell me what you think XD