I am Akemi, Ake means bright, and Mi means beautiful, my dad calls me Mi, cause he says I look like mom. She died when my character was 5 , now im 14, and a proud ninja. This story is about me and Gaara. Yes, I know that in the show, you cant touch him, but give me a break.
In the beginning(age 5)
I was playing ball with the other kids in the sand village. "Pass the ball to me!" My friend Masaru yelled. I kicked the ball to her and as she kicked it, it got stuck in the tree.
"Oh no!" My other friend cried.
"Now what are we suppose to do?" I asked. Sand circled the ball and ended in a boys hand.
"Look its the monster!" My friends yelled.
"Run for your life!" Masaru yelled.
"No! Don't run away!" He begged. I stood, daddy told me not to play, talk, or even look at the boy, even though mommy was scared of him too, she still wasn't a meanie. But, he looked sad.
"Don't run away!" He yelled, then and sand wind pulled us toward him, now I was scared. I screamed, all my friends died, it was just me.
"Please no! I wasn't going to fun away!, please!" The sand tightened on my leg, then loosened.
"W-what?" He asked.
"I wasn't going to run. I was about to ask you to p-play...with me." I said. The sand stopped, he looked at me.
I stood up, he was holding the ball still.
"I-I am Akemi, what's your name?" I asked.
"I-I am Gaara." He said.
"Y-your name, it means, bright." He said.
"And beautiful...my mom had Mi in her name, she was beautiful, I can not live up to her though." I blushed.
He nodded.
"Anyway, lets play! Come on, wanna play tag!?" I asked.
"Your-" I reached out, but a sand barrier stopped me.
"W-what..." I asked.
"I didn't do it." He said.
"How about we talk?" I suggested.
"...ok. Why didn't you run away, I am a monster." He asked.
"No your not! Your just a boy." I giggled.
"On the inside-" I cut him off.
"Come on kid! I am not scared of ya! The monster, isn't your fault, trust me." I smiled.
A few months passed, I made up lies to let me outside to play with Gaara, then one day.
"Your funny!" I said.
"You are too!" He smiled.
"Hey, stay away from my daughter!"
"Daddy..." I turned around, daddy picked me up and took a few steps back.
"Are you ok, did he hurt you?" He asked examining my arms and legs.
"He you monster! Leave his daughter alone!" A woman yelled. Mommy may have feared him, but she would never do these things.
People screamed at the boy, then everyone was dead, except daddy, who had a cut on his forehead arms and leg.
He was shaking.
"Daddy, are you ok?" I asked. He grabbed my hand, and we fled home.
My mommy taught me about caring for other, I had a cold towel on daddy's forehead, and his arms and leg bandaged.
I heard a scream.
Daddy was sleep, I ran to my room climbed out my window and looked down at Gaara's house, 2 houses down.
I ran over there, the wind had my long pure white hair in my face so I took a rubber band off my wrist and put it in my hair.
Blood, everywhere.
"You, you will one day try and kill me too, wont you...Akemi." He said looking at me.
"Gaara..."
"Wont you, sand coffin!" he said.
It got tighter and tighter.
"Ah! Ugh." I felt my head get light, "Please Gaara, you are my best friend." I said, he stopped and I ran off.
The next morning my dad woke me, "Come Mi we must go right away, I noticed all my ckithes were packer, so was all our pictures.
"W-where are we going?" I asked.
"Away, forever, so Gaara will never come near you, or hurt me again." My father said.
"But, Gaara is my friend." I said.
"Nonsense, he is a killer, a monster, who I wish, would die." Daddy said.
Those words repeated in my head, A killer, monster, who I wish, would die...a killer, a monster, who I wish would die.
I snapped out of it, "Come now Mi, now, now, now, hurry!" He said, we ran out the house and fled the village, I left, all the familiar faces disappearing, I remember Temari, Kankuro, and all the others I had known. But as we left the last name that lingered disappeared, as if it was never there.