Hey everyone this is my new story, so check it out. Oh and this is not Arrange Love: NejiGaara. Sorry.
Warnings: Rape, Sex, Crossdressing, Yaoi and more
Disclamer: I don't own Naruto
As I walked the cold and lonely steets, my heart aching, my eyes red from crying for hours, my hand shaking, I came to question my existence. Everything, since I was born, had been terrible. I was abused by the ones I loved and I sat back, letting them do it. I disgusted my self. I kept on walking the mysteries path, only looking straight. My family was very wealthy, you'd think that would come with benefits right, wrong, well not for me, see me. They have a legacy for being the most intelligent and coordinated people anywhere, they had the bigegst .
I have the same herence but my family don't care, they didn't included me in anything cause they were shamed of me. I have 1 sister, the oldest Temeri, 1 brother, kankuro and my father, they hate my existence since I killed there only spirited, my mother. She died giving birth to me, people say she she was so pure,loving, caring to everyone she met and I killed her. I blame my self for her death and so do my siblings. Temari and Kankuro have never let me play with them since I saw little, so I'd always go to a corner and play with my bear in silence.
My father was cruel to the bone, to my other siblings, he treated them with loved, with me, he abuses me. Sexually. I loathe it but had no choice. He would always call me to his room and tell me to looked the door and not make any sound. He'd make me take of all my clothes, sit on the bed and let be abused. I felt so dirty, he'd would take out his camera from underneath his bed and say 'pitiful, I should have killed you when I had the chance, you sick whore' and slap me. Then I would be sent to my room, when I got there, I would lock the door and cry myself to sleep.
But one day, everything changed when a strange man came to our house. This man so called Kakashi came to talk with my father, saying it was about the photos he'd sent. Little did I know, this talk would change my life forever.
FlashbackI was only eight when this happened.
I was sitting in the living room, with my father when I heard Temari call him
"Papa there's a man that wants to talk wit you" she ran to tell him.
"Alright sweetie, tell the man that to come in, I will be there in a minute" and she went off. He stand up and pointed at me "don't leave" he went to see who it was then a half hour later I heard him call me.
"Gaara, come here now" I was shaking with fear, could I have done something wrong to this man.
I saw the man, he was dressed up in this big coat, with a scarf covering the bottom half of his face, it wasn't't even that cold. My father stared at me and I got what it meant, I bowed to the man. "Gaara this man is going to take you some where for being such a good boy"
I face the man gleaming with joy, maybe my father really realized who I was
"Hello my name is Kakashi" the man greeted. I grined at him, I was so happy. "Father where is he taking me?" My father grined
"some place where you'll make lots of people happy" a soon as he said that the man gripped me tightly and walked out side the house with me dangling from his hand. He opened one of his cars doors and shoved me in. He opened his door and speeded out of there. I started kicking and crying begging the man to stop.
"Please sir, let me out, please!" cried, but no luck, the man only looked straight on the road. After a hour drive he finally stopped. He opened my door, grabbing my wrist again and pulled me into a building. Entering, I saw a receptionist, a guy with gray hair and big round glasses. He looked up at us.
"ahh..kakashi, it's about time you came , the boss has been waiting eagerly to see his new slave" he said looking slyly at me. Kakashi nodded and tugged me towards a hall on the right. W stopped at a door when he came to look a me once more. I was a mess, I was still crying to the point were my eyes were so red, and my clothes were wrinkled badly. He crouched in front of me and whispered into my ear "Welcome to your new home" and opened the door.
End of flashback
That night I discovered that it was a prostitute house. I've been working there ever since that day, and knew no more from my family, except that they moved so, if I had the chance, would go looking for them. Being a prostitute was the worst thing that happen to me, it haunts me to this very day. The pain I felt all these years never went away, it always burned deep inside of me, the worst thing was I fell victim of insomnia and haven't slept good for a long time. I still wonder what made my father take that decision, I knew he hated me, but that much? That day opened me eyes to a whole new world, to never love anyone other then yourself and you will never be hurt. Never feel love towards other, only love yourself
My name is Gaara No Sabaku
This is my story
So what do you guys think, sad, horrible, good, etc. Then tell me!
This is just a prologue so you guys can get a look at his life and the rest will be normal time. I'm sorry for not updating my other story. I'm making it up with some yaoi in it, so look foward to that. And as I said, this is not arrange love: NejiGaara, I'll maybe post that next month cause I have exams and they are tough.
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1 more thing I got back with my boyfriend!Yeah!