Gaara lay very still, not wanting to move because of the terrible pain in his head and wondering if it would ever go away.
"Mother, have mercy and give me some moments of peace; I beg you." he murmured quietly. The pain didn't subside, it worsened.
Gaara raised a hand to his head. What would it be like if her were never alone, never feared, and loved? He continued to ponder wearily until sleep overcame him.