Hima meets B.G. (made up character)
I moved to the leaf village. It's been a year since me and Gaara were separated. I was a little mad at my parents, but it wasn't their fault(or Gaara's). My family moved into an apartment. It cozy and nice, even the village looked great. I was in the kitchen having a snack. My parents came in with a box. The box had holes. I wasn't really interested in what was in the box. "Hey Hima. Tomorrow your going to the academy. Are you excited?" said my mom smiling at me. "Yeah, I guess." I said playing with my spoon. "Hima, have you made any new friends?" said my dad. "No. I might make friends with someone dangerous." I said getting out of the kitchen and going to my porch. My dad sighed. "Hima, there was a good reason why we left the sand village. Besides, it's been a year. I thought you were over that." said my dad going to the porch with me bringing the box. "I'm not over that. If the reason was so good, then why did we leave?" I said with a attitude. My dad looked at my mom. My mom put a really sad face. "He has a demon inside of him." said my mom. I was so shocked. I couldn't even believe what I just heard. "He…he has a demon inside…of him." I said getting really scared. "No wonder he's all alone." I thought to myself. "I see now. So you guys were protecting me." I said. "Exactly! But we didn't wanted to tell you because we trusted Gaara at first but when we saw what he did to you, we had no choice.". It felt like was about to cry. My dad handed me the box. "A present for you from me and your mama." said my dad smiling. When I got the box from my dad, it started to shake. "AAAHHHHH!" I said with a shriek. I dropped the box to the floor. The box opened and out came out a white tiger cub. It seemed really friendly, cute and had a blue ribbon with the symbol of the land of fire. "Wait. I could keep it." I said putting on a bright smile. "Of course. He's all yours." said my dad going to my dad. "We knew you'll like him." said mom. "Like him, I love him!". I carried the tiger. He was so cute. "Boshi Gik." I whispered. "What was that?" said dad. "I'm going to call him B.G., short for Boshi Gik." I said with a cheer throwing B.G. into the air. My parents smiled at me. My very first pet.