Bright light were flashing
The sounds of happiness and cheer
People were smiling
Because Christmas was here
A collection of shinobi
Moving their feet
At the Christmas party singing
Can't stop the beat
There was a few shinobi
Enjoying themselves at the feast
Including a chubby ninja
Eating some roast beast
In the midst of the merriment
Was one that stayed silent
He sat in the darkest corner
While the room as vibrant
Blood red hair
Aqua green eyes
A deftly cold voice
And to your surprise
He seemed to be indifferent to the world
Which surrounded him on all sides
And yet at the same time
As his eyes guides
Over the crowd
Dancing in happiness and fun
He sat there contemplating a thought
Only one
"Christmas...another year roles by..."
He thought with distaste
One would notice
His voice was laced with malice and hate
Sad and lonely memories
Of Christmas past
Leaving deep scars
That would always last
Sitting there maliciously
Remaining angry and silent
While he tried to stay calm
Though he could be very violent
"Christmas brings back such loneliness"
He thought in such sorrow
He would be thankful
When this was over tomorrow
For Christmas to him
Was filled with lies and deceit
He shook it off
Fore he did not wish to repeat
Any memories of such pain
In his mind
For he believed
That surely he'd find
A way to get past
The sadness at hand
And maybe, just maybe
His heart would grow grand
With the utterance
Of a few kind words
But them maybe not
For he had already heard
Words of kindness
Not brutality
And they had proved
His humanity
As he sat there
With such an emotionless mask
A hand grabbed his
With one simple task
"What are you doing just sitting right here?"
The voice as in confusion
Gaara looked up at the figure
Thinking it was an illusion
As a blond hair, blue eyed boy
Looked at him with a smile
That one would believe
Would stay for a while
"It's a party, don't sit here
Alone and distressed
Or all of us will make you
Wear this dress."
Gaara stared at the boy
Glaring death with his eyes
It was very surprising
That he did not despise
The boy who stood there
So joyful and glad
That even Gaara
Found it hard to be mad
"Naruto?"
"Come on Gaara let's hurry!
Don't make them wait
Or they'll all start to worry!
He gripped Gaara's hand
As he pulled him away
From the dark corner
Where he would have stayed
Dragging him
To familiar faces
Amongst the large crowd
As he then paces
Smiling at him
They all start to cheer
For their group is complete
Gaara is here
Though he stares at them
As if they're all crazy
His very thoughts
Had grown very lazy
"These people who have lifted
The shadows from my heart
I feel I can trust them
I do not wish to part
From the ones
That have shown me such kindness
And then saved me
From my impudent blindness
I wish to stay here
Until the end
Because I have a right
To call them...my friends"
As they all stared at him
Without a fuss
They all cheered
"Merry Christmas"
To my readers, sorry about not putting out the chapter of the other story. I've just been want to write something about christmas and gaara
