Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or it's characters, they belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
This is my first fanfic, hope its good ^_^ please tell me what you think.~
Chapter 1
The sky was filled with dark clouds looming above as Gaara walked home one late afternoon. Those walking by the side walk were hurrying to get to their destination, not wanting to get caught up in the upcoming storm, but unlike them, Gaara was taking his time taking in the things around him. The passing cars, the stray dogs, the smell of rain, the sound of chatter.
He liked days like these where he could just take a walk and enjoy the beautiful things that life had to offer. Well.. that's what he made himself believe. But the real reason why he always took his walks were because of a girl. It's completely normal for people to be attracted to others but Gaara wouldn't admit to that because to him, the girl he was always looking out for didn't quite 'feel' like a normal girl.
It had happened a few days ago one day when he had to stay late for school, causing him to have to walk home since his brother had also refused to pick him up. He didn't really like walking home back then, he was a rather lazy person. He was halfway to his house so he tried to walk faster when he accidentally stumbled and tripped on a rock that was on the sidewalk. Cursing himself he got up when he felt a hand by his shoulder. He turned around almost frightened since he hadn't felt the presence of another person near him and what he saw made him go speechless.
She had pale skin, glossy pink short hair... but the most amazing thing about her were her eyes. She had gorgeous emerald eyes that sparkled with every motion they almost seemed to glow. It was very mesmerizing that Gaara actually thought it was a dream. But something about her seemed off... other-worldly maybe. And that was when it all went blank.
He woke up the next morning with a huge headache, he didn't even know how he had gotten home the previous night, the only thing he remembered was the gorgeous pink hair girl.
Ever since that day he has always been taking afternoon walks in the hopes of meeting that person again.
Day after day he would go through the same path he had seen "Her." He even tried to re-act that day which marked his life. He felt as though he was just making a fool out of himself tripping over and over, but he NEEDED to feel her unworldly presence again. Deep inside him he feared his new found obsession something inside him told him to stop and turn his back to his search and to never look back, to forget about her. It was as though his inner self was trying to prevent something from happening.
Weeks flew by, suddenly months also, time seemed like if was fast forwarding, and sometimes Gaara felt as if that fateful meeting was tearing him apart... and then...it happened..