Gaara's Love
Gaara was watching the sand dunes changing with the wind. He was thinking of his childhood and how he got his powers.
Gaara was treated like a monster. People called him Gaara of the Sand because he could control sand. But one ninja named Yashamaru was his friend. He was 21- years- old. One night Gaara was sitting on the edge of a bridge crying because some kids had made fun of him again. Then a ninja attacked with some shuriken, but the sand that protected Gaara stopped the deadly weapons. Then Gaara used his sand to hurt him fatally. After that he removed the mask that the ninja was wearing and saw that he had killed his friend, Yashamaru. That's when the knowledge that no one liked or loved him hit.
While he was thinking he heard someone coming. "Hey, Gaara?" someone called.
"What do you want, Temari?" Gaara asked coldly.
"The Hokage told me to tell you, that you have to go to the Hidden Leaf Village." Temari said as she sat next to him.
"Why?" he asked turning his head towards her.
"To help repair two months worth of damage." She said looking at her feet.
"Fine." Was all he said as he went to get his pass.
Three weeks later
"We got it today Gaara. Why don't you go for a walk." A ninja said when Gaara walked up to help. Gaara had walked around the village at night but never in the day, he wanted to see what it looked like in the light. Gaara was walking on a bridge when he saw a girl. He had seen her before when he worked; she has long dark hair, green eyes that were hidden behind a pair of glasses and a scar on her neck.
"May I help you?" she asked. She sounded like she was sad.
"What?" he asked.
"May I help you?" she repeated.
"No," Gaara said.
"Then why were you looking at me?" the girl asked. Gaara didn't answer. "What's your name?" she asked, ignoring the fact that he didn't answer her first question.
"Gaara… of the Sand," he answered.
"I like that name, Gaara," she said his name quietly as if it were precious.
"And your name?" Gaara asked.
"Oukame," she said as she turned to face him. Gaara saw tears in her eyes, but said nothing.
"What does that mean?" he asked.
"Hunter's moon," she answered. When she looked up she let out a small gasp and ran off. He didn't care that she had left. "Hunter's moon," he whispered thoughtfully.
Around noon he saw Oukame again, but this time she was crying. He went over to see what was wrong. "Hey," Gaara said.
"Go away Sasuke, I hate you. I wish you all would die," she said, tears still running down her face.
"I'll tell him that," Gaara said.