Chapter 1: Lost & Found

Gaara had become a menace, he was killing people now, even for looking at him the wrong way. People were now terrified abd were too scared to go on the streets. The council and the Kazekage had all had enough, they needed to do what was neccessary. I

"I hearby banish Gaara from the Hidden Sand Village. He is to never return until we require his use." The 4th Kazekage, Gaara's father announced. The council fully agreed and they suggested using a secret scroll that could open dimensions. They would send the 8 year old where into a different world with a few scrolls to train himself and, that was it.

"Father, wait!" Temari yelled reaching for her brother

"Temari be silent!" Her father yelled. He then sent Gaara into the other world with Kankuro and Temari not really knowing how to feel. Sure, Gaara scared the crap out of them but it really wasn't his fault. They just wished they could actually ya know, be a family. They just hoped he would be safe and become a better person wherever he was.


Gaara landed in an alleyway in a dumpster. He climbed out and saw a few stray cats and dogs. It was night time, and so as he was making his way out, two big guys approached him.

"Hey kid, don't move. Give us everything you got." One of them said with a menacing tone.

Gaara just raised his hand as sand wrapped around the two. "Sand burial." Was all he said with a dark tone as the two guy's screames was burried by the massive amount of sand. He then walked and explored the town a little. It wasn't that big, but it was about medium sized. He kept walking until he saw some sort of diner, he figured he was hungry and went to get some food. Once he walked in everyone stared at him, he was dirty and what the hell was that thing on his back? Gaara had to hold himself back from killing all of them right there for staring with those judging faces, he hated that so much.

Just then a woman came up to him, she had blond hair and she seemed to work there.

"Hey sweetie, where's your parents?" She asked

"One's dead, one can rot in hell." He said with a dead tone and expression.

The woman was taken back, the boy looked at least 8 and one of his parents were dead while the other, was appearently not there? She didn't know the backstory but also knew no child should have to go through that kind of stuff, especially at such a young age. She let him clean up in the bathroom and gave him a full meal. Boy could the kid eat, he must've been starving the way he was stuffing the food.

"This food...this is...what's the word?" He said

"Umm...Delicious?" Joyce said

"Yeah, that's it. Never tasted stuff like this before. Way better than those scraps I used to have."

Well, Joyce's heart just broke even more. What the hell kind of life did this kid have? He was so dead and emotionless, though his eyes did spark up a bit after tasting the food.

"Can I get you anything else?" Joyce asked

"...No" Gaara responded as Joyce took the dishes and brought them to the kitchen. Gaara was, confused to say the least. This woman, why was she being so kind to him? Maybe it has to do with the fact that he's in a different world but he assumed people in general hated him. Wasn't he supposed to be a monster? Some type of demon child? I mean, he knew by this point his only purpose was to be used as a weapon, but for some reason this lady here is acting all sweet and generous. Gaara wasn't gonna fall for it though, he did once and it would NEVER happen again.

A few minutes passed and a man walked through the door, hugging Joyce and giving her a kiss. Gaara presumed that this was her significant other, he always wondered what it was like to have one of those. They were talking and looking over at Gaara, which kinda made him a little angry. What were they saying? Were they judging him just like all the others? Was the woman's behavior truly an act? Well he would see as they both started walking up to him.

"I have no money to pay." Gaara said

"That's okay sweetie you don't have to worry about that." Joyce said

"Gaara right? I'm William, Joyce's husband. Joyce told me about you and we've been thinking."

Here it comes, Gaara was already ready to crush them to death with his sand as it was slithering under the table towards there feet.

"How would you like to come live with us?" Joyce asked

The sand immediately retracted, and Gaara's eyes were wide. To say he was shocked was an understatement.

"W-Why? Why would you want me to live with you? Why do you even care?" He asked

"Gaara, I don't know entirely what you've gone through, but every kid deserves to have a happy life and childhood. What you need is people to look out for you, a family." William said

"F-Family? What is that?" The boy asked

Well that was it, Joyce and William both hugged onto the boy with Joyce shedding tears a little. Gaara didn't know how to feel, these people that he just met today were so willing to give him a home and show love for him, but the last time that happened ended horribly. But for some reason, he felt like he could trust them. Hopefully it wouldn't be in vain.

"Okay...I'll live with you." Gaara said softly

"That's great, we even have a little girl at home about your age. I'm sure she'll be happy to meet you." William said as they all then got into the car and drove home. It was a silent ride, Gaara still contemplating his thoughts and what just happened. Had he made a mistake? He didn't know, but deep he really did want this to work out, he just didn't want to be dissapointed and heartbroken again.

They finally pulled up to the house, blue in color and about medium sized. Once inside, Gaara noticed a young girl, blond hair and looked to be around his age. Probably their daughter theyvwere talking about earlier. She was sound asleep on the couch so William carried her up to her room.

"I'm sorry we don't have a room for you right now Gaara, but we can turn the garage into one so you won't be on the couch for long, promise." Joyce said

"That's...Fine." Gaara responded, he really didn't mind considering he couldn't actually sleep in the first place because of the bijuu inside him.

"Goodnight now, see you in the morning." Joyce said kissing Gaara on the forehead.

Gaara was yet again left astounded, he wasn't family, he wasn't egen from this damn world and yet...The people here...are so...loving. Then again, he only knew them so he could only trust them, he just hoped their daughter was the same way. After a while they were sound asleep and Gaara went to the backyard to look at some of those scrolls his father gave him, he might as well keep getting steonger as he never knew what may come in store. He would train quietly until the sun rose and the new day began.