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Story Title: Servant to LoveRated: T
Genre: Romance
Language: English
Type: Fiction
Category: Anime/Manga, Naruto
Status: In-Progress
Summary: Sabaku no Gaara, the demon of the sand, is alone in his dark world. Until one day, a girl appears on his doorstep. GaaraXOC.
Hi, this story is about Gaara, as you should already know. It's him and a young girl he meets because of his father to keep him occupied from killing people. I hope you enjoy the first chapter and I need two reviews for the next chapter/update! Thank you!
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"Aaahhh!"
The cold wind, warmth to my skin, blew across the deserted alley. I smiled sickly as I heard the agonizing scream erupt through the sand, music to my ears. Soon, only muffles were heard as the noise died down underneath the ground. Bending down as I held death, the sand mixed with blood, trickled from my palm. I clutched my hand, whispering to myself as I glared down at the corpse that once was giddy with joy.
"You don't deserve to live…"
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Gaara's POV:
I sat peacefully on the roof, watching the bright moon moving silently across the night sky. I sighed as I looked down out my gruesome hands, disgusted. Putting my head into my palms, tears cornered my eyes, threatening to fall. I hated my home, family, life, me. My mind wondered off into space, wondering how different it would've have been if I was never born.
'I wish I'd find someone that'll truly love me…'
The hot air blew as sand wisped through my hair, caressing my cheek. I breathed the fresh air, but suddenly creased my brow. The sand reminded me, a demon, the holder of Shukaku, that I was a murderer, feared by everyone. I growled in frustration as I entered through the window into my uncaring home. I shut the windowpane, heading towards my desk. Then, my sensitive ears heard a quiet knock downstairs. I moved briskly down the winding stairs towards the ebony door, clutching the copper doorknob that would reveal the stranger at my doorstep. Turning the knob, I peered down at a young girl that appeared on my front door. She looked about 3 years younger than me. The girl had raven, black hair, and beautiful, bright green eyes.
'She's…pre- a girl! A girl…'
I scowled at myself mentally at the thought. Breaking out of my trance, I stared back at the girl, but I was taken aback as she smiled a toothy grin.
"Hi!" She greeted happily.
I looked at her confused. She was talking to me, ME, unafraid. I was too shocked to say anything until I saw a mysterious man appear out of the shadows. I glared at the man, my father. He ignored my stare and smiled wickedly at me.
"Gaara, meet your new servant, toy if you wish to call her," He replied mischievously. I stared blankly, unsure what to say.
'What?! A-a….servant?!'
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'Are. You. Kidding. Me.'
I scowled as I felt a small hand rubbing my flaming, red hair softly. I glazed my green-blue eyes over at the girl. She was smiling happily, while standing on the couch, as her palm moved against my head. I sighed and turned to face her.
"What's your name, girl?" I asked her, trying to ignore her hand as she continued to rub my head soothingly.
"Katsumi, Jun!" She said, cheerfully.
I slightly smirked at her excitement.
'Well, she's…cute."
Suddenly, her hand stopped, sliding out of my hair but resting on my shoulder. I faced her, confused at her stop. Jun looked at me, curious.
She questioned, "Have you ever been lonely…or hurt?"
I looked at her, straight in the eye.
"Yes, all the time…"
She just continued to stare at me, but brought her hand to continue stroking my red locks again.
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"Shouldn't you be sleeping now?" I watched the clock. 2 o'clock A.M.
"Well, only if you command me to, master," Jun said, matter-of-factly.
I flinched when she said master.
"Uh, you don't have to call me that. Just Gaara,"
"Okay, Gaara-sama!" I rolled my eyes at this.
"You got to sleep for tomorrow, Jun-chan."
She had a pout look.
"Okay…"
"…Where do I sleep?"
I mentally slapped myself for missing this information.
"Follow me."
As I led her towards my bedroom, I heard the silent padding of her feet. I opened my burgundy door, that revealed a small bed, which I never slept in, a desk with a chair, and that was pretty much it.
"You can sleep in my bed."
"Thank you, Gaara-sama!"
I watched the petite girl climb into bed, falling fast asleep as her eyes heavily closed. As I watched her peaceful face,
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My mind swirled as thoughts popped in my head.
'How did I deserve this…?'
'You didn't, Gaara. You don't deserve anything.' The sinister voice muttered at the back of my head.
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Author's note:
Okay, sorry it was short but I hoped you enjoyed it! Remember, I need two reviews for the next chapter. Thank you!