Authors note *I decided to give up on it italizing what Gaara is thinking, it got to confusing for me lol*
I open my eyes, and I see him, sitting there, waiting. Waiting for me to awaken from my first slumber. I look down at my bracelet. Blue, thick, and metal. It clings to my wrist. Not tight enough to cut off my circulation, but tight enough so there is absolutely no possibility of it slipping off. It also matches me hospital gown… how perfect… I look over to Naruto, and realize he's fast asleep. His face is drooping down, and his eyes seem to have weights attached to them. Whistles blow out of his nose giving a soft restful tune that warms my body, as his body hunches over its self.
I decide to scan over my self to see the condition I'm in. My right arm is wrapped in a linen, white, tape and my left leg is elevated on a pillow but is covered in a sapphire colored blanket . Scratches plague my body, like someone was writing in Japanese characters over my skin, branding me with a curse. My abdominals feel sore, for the first time ever, and needles are plunged into my arms. I began to try to lift my head, but my neck can't support the weight, and my head falls to the cotton pillow. I. Can't. Get. Out. Of. This. Bed.
"Urggggahh nuf", I screech trying with all my will power to get out of this trap… this place I'm confined in! " Frrr nuf grrrr" I fall to the floor, sharp pains coursing through out my body. "Errrfff!" I yelp, my eyes widen, fear flooding through my vanes. I'm not yet used to this "pain".
"Gaara! Calm down", Naruto quickly is to his feet and already bending over to lift me up to the bed, but I have no plans of letting him touch me or being placed back in that trap of a bed. I roll away towards the door, but I know I'm no match to him in this condition.
" Don't touch me..", I growl at him, his arms only a foot away from my torso. His eyes flickering with concern and fear.. Of course the fear… I don't think that can ever be removed completely from my victims.
"Gaara.. I just want to help you. Your in no condition to leave your bed", He whispers to me, his eyes pleading for me to cooperate.
" Don't…", my voices begins, but he cuts me off by grabbing me, cradling me in his arms. My head rests on his shoulder, and my breath tickles his skin. His chest rubs against my body, flickering this heat.. A heat I never experienced, but before I can try and decipher what is causing this heat, he rests me on the bed. I am trapped.
" Gaara, you need rest", he whispers to me, he is so close to my face I can taste his breath. His eyes are locked with mine, trying to make me understand, trying to get me to stay calm. My heart beat increases, and the monitors around begin to beat, making Naruto instantly back away. His eyes flicker to the monitor, and my face begins to feel a different type of heat. I think my face is red.
" Are you ok Gaara?", Worry spreads through his words, not realizing that he caused it. Something about his voice, and his eyes makes me feel so… different.
" I'm fine", I mutter, eyes looking a way, my voice still horse from the battle.
" Are you sure Gaara?" He says.. Sort of playfully.. Like he's catching on to something.. He begins to get closer to me, until his faces is only inches away from mine. " Because it seems like something has gotten your heart to race… Your not afraid of me are you? " He chuckles, and I feel relieved. I don't know what I'm feeling, but I'm sure I don't want Naruto to know. A mischievous smile plays on his lips, giving him this alluring feeling, replacing the yearning I feel for blood. Is this what is called as friendship? This desire to.. Be with this person.. To be close to this person?
" I'm going to go get a doctor to check up on you, so you better stay there till I come back! Okay?" He exclaims, his hand in a fist, except for the thumb.. The thumb is sticking up indicating that he trust I'll stay in the bed? Either way I have no choice. Even if I was planning to make a grand escape, I am to weak to walk.
"Naruto.. Can you get Temari and Kankuro for me?" I mumble, eyes shut, wondering what expression has been placed on his vibrant face. Knowing his eyes are looking down on me with sympathy and compassion.. How could he forgive me. My village destroyed his and I tried to kill him and his comrades. How could he…
" Of course, you can count on me"
I don't need to open my eyes to know that smile is stretching across his forgiving face… But why..
I hear the door slam behind him, his foot steps sloppy and loud, cluttering down the halls of the hospital. Slowly they begin to decease, so I stare up at the ceiling waiting for his return. What else is there to do, I've never been in this position of weakness… Never been in a hospital, of course, with one exception. An exception my father wishes never happened. My birth.
Naruto's POV
Raising down the halls, I halt when I bump into Gaara's doctor.
" Hey Dr. Baldy, Gaara is awake now!", I exclaim. His eyebrows come together, making the wrinkles in his forehead more defined… He really shouldn't do that, it helps bring out his boldness a lot. I wonder if bold people wash their head… and what type of soap they use because there's no real point of shampoo when you can just use bar soap…
" Mr. Uzamaki I presume" His eyes roll, clearly remembering me.. Haha I get that a lot. "I will check on your friend in just a minute, I just need to finish up this proscription then I'll be right with you."
" Thanks Dr. Baldy, and by the way your head looks extra shiny today," I say, giving him a full teeth smile before I sprint down the halls towards Gaara's room… Gaara, that name sends an electric pulse through out my body. The boy who was my enemy, who tried to destroy everything I've come to love. A cold heart monster that no one loved. But not anymore, I can tell, just by looking in his aqua eyes, that he has changed, his need for blood has changed. He is no longer the monster he used to be, and when I look at him now, all I can feel is sympathy and compassion for this boy. He is a lot like me, the old me, and the only difference being that he never had anyone to care for him. His whole village leapt in fear at the sight of him. His only purpose to them was as a weapon, but then they decided he was to dangerous to be even used as a weapon. A monster that couldn't be controlled was all they saw, a monster they tried to destroy, and a monster they avoided, feared, and hated. Then he believe that he was the monster and he began to act like one. Embracing the one tailed beast's powers and destroying all those who stand in his way, just how they expected him to be. But I know the truth, deep down in his heart he feels lonely and unloved. Just a creature that was meant to cause pain and never to feel joy. I know because that's exactly how I used to feel but then I made friends with Iruka Sensei, then with team 7 and the rest of the hidden leave village ninja. And that if he got a true friend, that he wouldn't feel so lonely all the time. And maybe in time his whole village will see the person he truly is. And that's what I plan to be for him, because in all honesty I love him more than I could love anyone else, because he understands how I felt and how I will always feel. Because as long as this beast in damned in both of us, then we will both always be cursed in other people eye's as a monster, or a weapon of mass destruction. However, there are some people who are willing to look past our monsters we've been cursed with. And those people will deserve the title of friend. I just hope Gaara can make friends with his village as I have made with mine….
"Crash!", I slam into Temari and Kankuro, resulting in all of us tumbling to the floor. Kankuro's eyes lock on me, growling, he's trying to decide if he should attack me or see what I have to say.
"Whoa! Sorry Guys, I didn't mean to run into you like that. I was just on my way to find you ( oh yea that's what I needed to do), when well I guess I did find you.. Huh…", I smile, praying they won't kill me.
" Where's Gaara", Temari demands, her voicing containing acid. Her eyes piercing and Kankuro isn't much friendlier.
" Right down the hall", I quickly say, they don't seem very patient. " If you guys can just cool down and follow me with out trying to kill me.."
" Lets go", Kankuro's voice commands, his eyes set on the hall in front of us.
" Okay… huh.. Downward!", I exclaim flying down the hall like a super hero.
" Does he really have to be so retarded," Temari huffs, as we make our way to Gaara's room.