seeing 1.

The shattering of glass was preceded by a high-pitched shriek.

The small family was crowded together in their small living room, a couch along the wall, a television opposite of it, and a black piano sat in the corner and had a thin layer of dust covering it.

The origin of the shatter was gripped tightly in the larger figure's hand—a broken beer bottle.

"Stop staring at me you monster!" he yelled in a drunken stupor, pointing the dripping, broken bottle at the small, detached figure. "Stop staring at me with those eyes. Stop staring at me with Misaki's eyes!"

"Father what are you doing?! Stop it!" A feminine voice screamed in horror, trying to hold back her father's arm. "Leave him alone, he didn't do anything! Kankuro help!" she shrieked at her younger brother who was standing in shock at the scene.

Kankuro stood there looking at his three family members. The older man overpowered his older sister, who was attempting to use her frail thirteen year old arms to hold back her drunken father, who was aiming the beer bottle at their younger brother's face as if trying to scare the five year old, yet he was unfazed as he stared back at his frenzied father with nonchalant eyes.

Her father's face marred into a deep scowl. "He's a monster! He killed Misaki!" he slurred, shaking his daughter off his arm. "He killed your mother Temari."

Temari fell to the ground sobbing before crawling over to Kankuro, who stood in newfound fear of his father who now held the youngest member of his family a good two feet off the ground with the glass bottle against his neck, a thin line of blood slithered down his pale neck.

"You monster!" he cried as vinous tears rolled down his face, pressing the glass to his neck. "For five years I've put up you watching me with Misaki's eyes—her beautiful jade eyes. And they were stolen by you!" he screamed leveling the glass to his eyes. "And now I'm going to take them back from you!" he screamed thrusting the glass into the helpless boy's eyes.

Temari and Kankuro's eyes widened and they watched as everything slowed down, the glass pierced both jade eyes and steady tears of crimson blood seeped through his open eyes and down his cheeks, and their frantic father then proceeded to scratch the distinctive kanji into Gaara's forehead that would forever stay with the boy.

Love.

Temari felt her mouth drop open as she let out the bloodcurdling scream that would save her younger brother's life.

Brushing her forehead, she breathed a sigh of relief yet cursed inwardly. "He's stable," she exclaimed to the other doctors and interns. "Fifteen hours and he's finally stable."

The room echoed with applause.

"You're so amazing Tsunade-sensei!" an intern shouted, clapping fervidly.

"Stay with us forever! Don't go back to Konohagakure Hospital. We need you!" A doctor joked.

"Another miraculous surgery completed by Tsuande-hime!" another doctor congratulated her using her old medical nickname.

"But—" she stared down at the child on the operating table. 'Shit. Why of all things did this have to happen? What type of father would do this?! Sh—' she thought moving the child's crimson hair away from his forehead to show the torturous incision wound on his forehead, examining the small stitches on his eyes.

"But what Tsunade-sensei?" an observant intern questioned, "Tsunade-sensei is there something wrong?"

All attention was focused on her.

Saying nothing, she exited the operating room and began to wash her hands. "Now that he's stable, clean him up, wrap his head, and deliver him back to his room." She ordered throwing away her mask. "Where are the siblings?"

Tsunade ran her hand through her platinum mane as she sat backwards in her chair across from the two siblings. 'How the hell am I supposed to tell them—'

"What happened to our brother and what are you going to do about that bastard of a father?!" Kankuro demanded, standing up but was soon pulled back down by Temari who gave Tsunade a look of apology.

"Please, we just want answers." Temari pleaded, distress written over her face.

Looking at he two siblings, their faces were etched with misery and the lack of sleep was getting to them. 'I can't believe I'm being forced to tell kids how their brother just barely escaped death.'

Tsunade laid her forehead against her arms, eyes beginning to mist. "Y-Your brother is stable but… after sustaining… sustaining such severe injuries," Tsunade stuttered. 'Just say it Tsunade! Why are you having such trouble?!' she berated herself. "Your brother… your brother is permanently… blind."

Temari whimpered and hid her face in Kankuro's shoulder, who bit his lip.

Tsunade swallowed deeply. "I am so sorry—I am so sorry that children as young as yourselves have to endure this." She said looking away from the before standing up. "I have a friend who's a child welfare officer and she wants to ask you a few questions, so I'm going to let her in and leave for the time being to go check up your brother."

Just before she exited the small room, Temari spoke up. "Gaara—our brother's name is Gaara."

Tsunade walked out of the small room and headed towards the elevator, rubbing her watering eyes.