Story Starts:
I walked in the halls of the sand capital building. This was to be my new home. My name is Hikari. In English it means light. I'm nothing special. Just another medical ninja. I have black hair and eyes. I have pale skin. I'm 12 years old and my birthday is on July 24! I'm a cancer for those of you into horoscopes! I was looking for the Kazekage for the usual reports. You know as the head of the medical corpse it was my job. Five people were killed last night and last night was a full moon. I believed it was Gaara but I wasn't going to interrogated him. I hate when people yell at Gaara. It makes me feel guilty.
"I swear Gaara if Hikari comes in here and tells at least one person died by your hand I will ensure your death!" I heard the Kazekage say as I was about to knock on the door. Gaara was definitely in there. I wasn't going to let him hurt Gaara like that.
~*~*~Flashback~*~*~
It was a usual night here. But not to me. To me this was the first night I was here. The Sand Village. As big and as silent as ever, it seemed more quiet tonight quiet enough for seven year old me to hear a little boy crying. I ran to the top of the capital building. I saw a young red head boy crying in front of a crater. Sand was surrounding the boy in a protective manner. Me and my little curiosity stepped closer to the weeping boy.
"Excuse me?" I said. I saw his light blue eyes as turned. "Um. Hi are you ok?" I asked.
"Who…who are you?" he asked with a cracking voice. He held his head in pain.
"Oh my goodness!" I ran over to him and began healing his headache. His sand was about to attack me but with soothing light that my hand radiates when I heal it fell around us.
"Who are you?"
"My names Hikari. I was sent here by the leaf to work here. Who are you?"
"I'm Gaara of the sand."
"Gaara. That's a nice name."
"Your not scared of me?"
"Should I be?"
"Most people are."
"I'm not."
~*~*~Flashback Ends~*~*~
I knocked at the door.
"Come in." I entered. I began chocking.
"Good afternoon Kazekage. Good afternoon Gaara." I said bowing to both of them slightly.
"Good afternoon Hikari." Kazekage told me.
"Good afternoon Hikari." Gaara said.
"No one's dead." I lied. Gaara's eyes opened wide and then returned to their emotional dead look. "Just injured ninja." The Kazekage raised his eyebrow.
"Hikari are you sure?"
"Yes sir."
"Both of you out of my office."
"Yes sir." both me and Gaara said at the same time. We walked out. I smiled at Gaara. He didn't return the smile.
"Why did you cover for me?"
"And let him hurt you? Gaara are you crazy?"
"You should have told the truth. This is your first sin. You never lie or sin, Light." Light my nick name. Only Gaara calls me that. Light. Hmm.
"It's only one time Gaara I won't do it again." He grabbed my scrawny arm as I tried to leave.
"Don't ever do it again. Promise." I looked into his eyes. A flicker of worry shined through his eyes.
"I promise Gaara." He let go of my arms. "But Gaara. Five people. One night. Why?" His eyes where suddenly filled with hate.
"Because I needed to feel alive." He tried to walk away. I grabbed his arm. I was beginning to chock on my tears. A couple of tears fell out of the corners of my eyes.
"Promise during the Chunnin Exams you'll try to keep him under control?" He turned to face me. Gaara and I had grown up like brother and sister. He knew well I worried about him easily.
"I'll try." He said and tried to pull away again. I tugged on his arm.
"Promise." His eyes could have burned a hole on the crown of my head. He was glaring and I knew it. Finally he sighed.
"I promise." I looked at him. Happiness and relief washed over my eyes. I hugged him tightly.
"Thank you Gaara!"
"Hmm." Gaara said and didn't hug me back. When I let go I looked into his eyes.
"When are the exams?"
"In a week. We're leaving in 2 days though."
"That's great Gaara! I wish you the best of luck!"
"You're going to tell me good luck when I leave, why tell me now?" he asked.
"For good luck!" I chirped.
"Would you mind if I wrote you letters?"
"No I would be very happy if you did!"
"OK."
"Thank you Gaara!"