I love Gaara so much, so I thought I'd do a little story about him. I don't know if it will be a one-shot or if I will go on. It depends if people like it.
Temari POV
I watched the playground from the little hill, Gaara was in his sandbox and the other kids avoided him like the plague. I didn't like that they shunned him and left him alone but it was better then them ganging up on him. And I just had to jinx it didn't I?
"I thought we told you to stay away from here!" a loud mouthed boy probably a year older than Gaara stood in front of him arms crossed. A few kids stood behind him ready to back him up, they were scared and nervous but they wanted Gaara out all the same.
"I'm not bothering anyone." Gaara's voice was monotone and to anyone else it would seem like he didn't really care what the kid thought, but I say him clutch his teddy bear. Gaara! My hands contracted, I wanted to hit that kid so badly!
"I don't care! What if someone, say my little sister wanted to play in the sandbox, but couldn't because you're there? Then what?" He leaned down and shoved his face next to Gaara's. He didn't flinched but I saw his little hands squeeze his bear. Okay, that's it I don't care if Father doesn't want me to interfere! I ran down the hill full speed till I stood behind the little twerp threatening my little brother.
"You better get the hell outta here, before I pound you!" I cracked my knuckles and the kid froze.
"Run! It's Temari! Gaara's older sister!" Kids behind me screamed and scrambled out of the playground. Soon it was empty, only me and Gaara, Kankuro was probably hiding, seeing how I would handle this. Gaara looked down ashamed as I sat next to him.
"Am I a monster Temari?" he whispered. My heart felt like it stopped and I wanted to cry.
"How could you think that Gaara?" I cried and scooped him up in my arms. He stiffened and I realized what I had done, but I didn't want to let him go. He relaxed and hesitantly hugged me back.
"Because all the kids run from me because of my sand….and I hurt people."
"That's not your fault Gaara! It's theirs for trying to hurt you in the first place! You're only defending yourself, if they can't understand that, then too bad!" I nodded firmly and smiled at him. His face lit up and he smiled back. My little brother was so cute! If only he was like this all the time.
"Mind if I join in?" Kankuro sat down next to us and grinned at Gaara. "I got a present Panda!" Kankuro teased using his nickname for Gaara.
"What is it?" Gaara asked warily. I felt the same way. Kankuro pulled out a puppet that looked just like Gaara's teddy bear and another that looked like him. He scooted back so there was definite space between us and began a puppet show. Gaara's eyes were wide and Kankuro enacted a scene of Gaara's bear coming to life and playing with him. He brought in a doll of himself and me and showing us having a picnic.
It was getting dark outside and Father would be expecting us home, but we didn't care. We loved the time we were having with Gaara. Gaara's caretaker, our Aunt showed up and said he had to go home. We hugged each other good bye and I promised we'd have fun together tomorrow. But that was the first and last time I saw Gaara happy. The next day, our Aunt, tried to assassinate Gaara. He never was the same. I think back on that day all the time and wish for my Panda Gaara.
Maybe someday, Gaara can accept our love. And love us back.
What did you think? I don't think it was that good but I wanted to do it. Please review and tell me if you want more or if I should just leave it. Thank you
-Someday-Known