Yashamaru's Diary
I don't own Naruto or anything related to Naruto. This is strictly a fanfic, and, therefore, probably not anywhere near the truth. But then again, you never know… ;-P Cassi L-W
Gaara was riffling through things that had been cluttering one of the rooms in his house. He stacked a few papers that were thrown on the floor, and then he saw an old, fairly damaged book. Wiping some of the dust off the brownish orange cover, he looked for a title. Finding none, he opened the book and read the first page, which said: Property of Yashamaru. Yashamaru's diary? He thought. He flipped through the pages, stopping to read a random page of the diary.
Today elder sister told me the good news. She is to give birth to a third child. It hurts, seeing elder sister so happy with Lord Kazakage. It seems like only yesterday we were young and pledging to each other that we would be together forever. Sometimes I wonder if she ever realized the extent of what I meant when we were promising each other this…
Gaara flipped ahead a few more pages, to read another entry.
Elder sister told me today that Lord Kazakage plans on implanting the Shukaku inside the unborn child. She is distraught about this, and all day I have been trying to comfort her. I feel as close to her now as I've ever felt. I want to hurt the Kazakage for putting her through this Hell, but, of course, I cannot.
Gaara was still not sure what to make of the book he held in his hands. Part of him wanted to destroy it, but part of it wanted to keep it. He paged through the diary some more.
Today is a dark day, and I fear that I will never be whole again. Elder sister died today after giving birth to the demon child. She told me before she died that she wanted the demon to be called Gaara. She wanted it to survive by loving only itself, and she hoped that it would be a reminder that she died hating and cursing the world. She wants it to fight for itself, and I think she wants it to be the downfall of the village.
I shall miss you very deeply, Karura. It is a pity that you went like this, but it is more of a pity that you never realized how much I cared for you.
I still remember how you used to tell me not to call you elder sister, because you were only my elder by three minutes. I will miss the old days when we were children.
Gaara's heart ached as he read Yashamaru's hatred for the future him. Yashamaru thought of me as nothing more than a demon, He thought. He let the book fall to the ground, where it opened to another entry. Gaara crouched down to close the diary, when the entry caught his eye.
Gaara has been getting into a lot of trouble lately. I think Lord Kazakage is thinking of disposing of him soon. Just today Gaara attacked some of the other children. The loneliness must be crushing. I've never seen anyone express anything towards him except fear.
Elder sister, sometimes I wonder if you were right to have been cursing the child. Though he cannot control himself very well, and he can seem intimidating, he does have a softer side. He seems very confused. He asked me what it meant to hurt today, and I couldn't explain it to him very well.
He also asked what it love meant, and I couldn't explain that either.
Gaara stared at the diary for a few seconds, confused. He paged ahead, to notice that there was only one entry after that one. He sat down on the cluttered ground to read the last entry.
My previous entry was correct; Lord Kazakage wants me to try to kill Gaara. I accepted. Though my feelings for him are mixed, I know that I will die, even if I do not bring him into the afterlife with me.
Elder sister Karura, I shall soon be reunited with you.
Gaara stared at the last sentence for several seconds before standing back up. Then he walked to his closet, where he pushed aside several of the things that had been lying on the ground of the closet. He took out a box with a lock on the front. Reaching under the bottom of the box, he removed a key and unlocked the box. He then proceeded to put the diary that had once belonged to Yashamaru next to a stuffed bear that resided in the box. He looked tenderly at the items resting inside the box before closing and locking it again.
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