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The five year old ismoniac red head sat on the swing, teddybear in hand. He allowed the wind to push him side to side as he stared at the group of kids who were currently playing a game of soccer. They shouted and laughed, kicking the ball to one another, the redhead smiled with them. How can someone smile just by watching? Well he didn't only smile because they were having all the fun. He smiled because he was happy he could be even that close to another human being.
The kids continued their game of soccer for awhile, so the redhead started to get up from the swing, walking amoung the shadows of Suna, on his way home. He didn't live with his parents like an ordinary child. He lived with his uncle, Yashamaru. His dad was the Kazekage of Suna and had no time for his own children. As for the poor redhead's mother, she had past away right after giving birth to the second son. Second son, yes. There was an older male along with a female. The male was seven and the female was eight. Their names, Kankuro and Temari. These were the names of the redhead's older brother and sister, who he rarely gets to see. He walked up to a small house, opening and then closing the door behind him.
"Yashamaru, I'm home!" he called out, taking his sandles off at the doormat, placing his teddybear on the couch in the living room and running into the kitchen, the exact place he knew his uncle would be at this time of day. A tall man with short, blonde hair stood at the kitchen counter, flipping over a large amount of dough with his hands. He turned his head, showing the redhead his purple eyes.
"Gaara Sama, you've returned"
"Yeah" Gaara replied, dragging a chair from the kitchen table over to the counter to get as tall as his uncle, "What are you making, Yashamaru"
"Bread for our dinner Gaara Sama" Yashamaru smiled. Gaara gaved him a puzzled look, then looked toward the stove seeing two pots sitting on the top, cooking. "Yashamaru"
"Yes, Gaara Sama?" Yashamaru replied, flipping the dough a few more times, letting the extra flour fluff out of the sides so it'll be ready to bake.
"Why does the sand scare everyone from me"
Yashamaru frownd as he picked up the pan that held the bread and walked toward the stove to put it in. He bent over to slide the pan inside and turned the heat to the right number to bake, then walked back over and picked Gaara up from the seat.
"Well, your mother's will is in the sand Gaara Sama, and she scares everyone away who she thinks will harm you" Yashamaru explained, trying to smile. Gaara stared into his uncle's gaze for a moment, then smiled too. "So she's still protecting me this whole time"
"Yes" Yashamaru smiled and put Gaara down back on the chair. Gaara smiled cheerfully and slid down off the chair, then dragged it back to the table. Then he ran over to his uncle again who now stood near the stove.
"Gaara Sama, can you get the juice out?" Yashamaru asked, grabbing a mitten to remove the two pots that sat on the stove over to the counter with two plates on it. Gaara nodded and opened the fridge, pulling out a jug that was half as big as he was. He put it on the floor then shut the fridge, then dragged the jug across the floor and to the table. Yashamaru looked over his shoulder for a moment and laughed slightly. Seeing the sweet little redhead trying to do something that was a challenge was just too cute. Yashamaru walked over to the struggling Gaara and picked up the jug, taking it the rest of the way to the table. Gaara smiled and ran over, climbing into a chair and waiting for his plate.
"So, what do you plan to do tomorrow while I do work at the Kazekage's office Gaara Sama?" Yashamaru asked, pouring juice into two glasses and sitting one infront of Gaara, the other beside. "I don't know... Maybe swing again. It's fun watching the group play soccer. I wonder how fun it is to actaully play it" Gaara smiled. Yashamaru's smile lightened as he walked back from the counter, placing a plate infront of Gaara then taking a seat besides him with his own. On the plate was rice, a mix of vegatables, and a piece of bread. Gaara started to chow down on his food, choking sometimes from eatting too much bread at once.
"Just don't get into any trouble... Baki is unavaiable to watch you tomorrow, so you'll be by yourself for a couple of hours" Yashamaru said as they ate, an unsure look upon him. Gaara nodded then wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Yashamaru, can you read me another story tonight before you go to sleep"
"Of course, Gaara Sama"
After dinner, Yashamaru washed dishes as Gaara stood on a stool in his room, pulling a book from the bookself and heading to the living room. As he sat in wait of his uncle, he stared through the window and up at the stars. 'Mommy are you really watching?' Gaara asked himself, an unpleased smile across his face.
"Gaara Sama, have you picked out a book"
Gaara looked away from the window and back at Yashamaru, finding him sitting on the couch waiting.
"Y,Yes!" Gaara smiled, running over and sitting besides him, handing him the book. Tonight's book was about a girl who owned a pet dog and didn't do anything without it. The dog's name was Shelly, and the girl's name was Rochelle. The girl lived a happy life and spent every moment with the dog. As Yashamaru read a part in where they were fixing to walk around the neighborhood in the fantasy tale, he seemed to pause. Gaara, who was so amused with the pictures, didn't seem to notice until he looked up to smile at his uncle. He had fell asleep, eyes closed and snoring a tiny bit. Gaara just smiled, taking the book from his uncle's hand and placing it on the coffee table that sat infront of the couch.
"I wonder what dreams Yashamaru is having tonight" Gaara whispered, smiling at his sleeping uncle. Yashamaru had told him stories about how when most people sleep, they dream. Sometimes if they have a bad dream, they call it a nightmare. Gaara was hoping his uncle was having a peaceful dream, and was enjoying it. Why? Because Gaara could not sleep. And why that? Yashamaru knows, but Gaara does not. He just knows that he is unable to do alot of things a normal humanbeing could do.