DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto, the only thing in this story that is mine is the original character, Ai-eien.

:The salvation from damnation:

The house was empty when she opened the door. She glided into the kitchen and looked back over her shoulder at the red haired killer walking behind her.

He walked into her home like he owned the place, and it made her kinda mad.

This was her home! Not some spoiled kid like him home. She didn't want express her feelings knowing that this WAS Gaara and he was a cold blooded killer, no matter if he was only a little older then her.

" Umm….Gaara-sama?" He ignored her and sat down at the table he was staring of into space as though not seeing her, or the room for that matter.

He was feeling annoyed. She was boring him and he was hungry. He set his gourd down on the kitchen floor and took a seat by the table.

" I'm hungry." Was his response to her. He was not surprised when she turned around to fix him something. Gaara always got his way, and people always did as he said.

She blushed and turned to grab a pot. The silence as she cooked was uncomfortable, at least Reno talked to her.

" Why….Why come here Gaara-sama?" She looked over her shoulder afraid she had angered him some how, God this encounter was tense!

He was staring at her back intently and she became aware how plain her shirt and shorts were, she blushed deeper and turned back to the Ramen cooking on the stove.

" Because I can." She shrugged and took out to bowls and filled them with the Ramen. She set one down on her side and set the other in front of him. She looked to see if his face was showing any emotion but it was still blank she went to sit down but stopped as his low voice sounded out from across the table.

" I'm thirsty." He watched her turn a deeper shade of red and was annoyed by her blushing. She stood back up and went to the fridge grabbing a can of soda, the last can. She held it out to him but he didn't move to take it instead he stared at her. She bit her bottom lip and set it on the table beside him. He smirked as she sat back down and tried her Ramen.

It had been a few hours since then and she felt the sleepy pull over her eyes. She got up from the table, having spent the last hour looking any where but at him she felt vary bored. He frowned slightly and looked up at her retreating form.

" Where are you going?" She looked back and smiled shyly.

" I'm going to sleep, you can sleep in my cousins bed."

" I don't sleep"

She gulped slightly taking in his dark circles around his eyes. Yes that explained a lot.

" oh….Gomen Gaara-sama." He sneered and stood up. She watched as he settled himself in the corner and sat cross legged. She sighed and came over to him.

" Do you want me to stay up with you?" He looked over to her like she was green.

" No." He said coldly. She searched his eyes and smiled slightly.

Sitting down she sat with her head back against the wall and her legs out in front of her.

" Gaara-sama?" His patients for her was starting to wear thin.

" Don't call me that." She nodded and ran her hands through her messy hair.

" You don't talk much G…Gaara."

" Hn."

She laughed gently and it sent a shock down his spine. He snarled.

" Don't do that!" She looked over to him and hung her head.

" Gomen." He was unnerved by that laugh….it had sent a shiver through him.

Who dose she remind me of?

She played with the hem of her shirt for a few moments.

" Ai-eien" He looked up at her slowly. She looked at his forehead, obviously looking upon the kanji mark.

" That's my name." She whispered. Looking at his face again she smiled softly. He looked away seeming bored. She sighed and leaned back against the wall.

After several minutes passed she looked over to him again.

" I've made up my mind." She smile widely as he shot her a quizzical look.

" I am your Friend Gaara-kun!" She didn't know why, but even though he scared her so much, a huge part of her being wanted to reach out and hug the little boy. Because she realized, he was just that, I spoiled little boy.

And she wanted a friend, even if it was a mass murder.

His face stayed stoic but his voice seemed restrained.

" I told you silly girl, I need no friends. And NERVER call me that again." She whimpered at his tone but stayed where she was, she wasn't sure if she should press him any more, but it seemed she was braver then she thought.

" I'm…..sorry. Please, I know what you say, but even so….I'll be our friend, even if you aren't mine." She offered him a small smile and he found himself drawn into her violet eyes. He was dumbfounded…..she meant it.

" Why?" He asked. He had shifted to look at her better.

" Because I can tell you have no one, and every one needs some one." He frowned slightly, but at least the anger had gone.

" And who do you have?" Her smile faded.

" I have Gaara narrowed his eyes and looked away.

" I need no one." He closed his eyes and listened to see if the silly girl would press the matter.

She did.

" Please Gaara! No one would need to know! We can be friends in here away from the others in life….I know….you must be tempted…I suppose you don't get much affection." He sneered again.

" I need NO affection, and you are just foolish to pick me to pester girl…..I've killed so many my sand reeks of blood." He was glaring now waiting to see if she would cower away.

She didn't.

" I know you can kill me……."

" yes I can." It seemed that was the end of it, she stood up and looked down at him, he looked away …..then his head snapped back as the most heavenly smell filled the room. She had peeled back her bandages and her cut was open to the air. His sand shifted restlessly and his head was bussing.

" no one need to know…..and if you find you'd rather not be a friend with me I wont press the matter again." She whispered softly into the night air. Gaara became aware that the dark had fallen outside, and the room was full of shadows. He stood up and walked over to the weak little girl. His eyes intent on her hand.

" I ……don't know …how to be….a friend." He said softly. The air around them seemed to charge. She smiled softly.

" Nether do I…lets find out together." He reached out for her hand and took it softly, running his fingers down the cut. His face was still emotionless.

" Alright….but if I tire of you…you die." She nodded at a loss for words.

She waited a bit but when he nether moved or spoke she took her hand from his and closed the bandage around her cut. His hands stayed where they were for a moment before falling to his side.

"How should I be a friend?" He asked her. She was aware he was mere inches from her and she couldn't remember how he got that close.

" w…well. You take care of each other I guess….and you keep each other entertained." He was still just looking at her eyes, she shivered. Maybe he could see into her soul?

" a….and….when the other is in trouble or upset….you…comfort them." He frowned.

" I don't think this will work girl." She stifled a laugh.

" Well we can still try cant we?"

" Hn." She felt extremely tired and sighed once more.

" Gaara?"

"Hn."

" I think friends call each other by there names too…..I'm not named 'girl'." He shrugged. The dark shadow around him made his hair look like a splatter of blood on his pale face, and his pale green eyes still bored into hers.

" Well, good night Gaara." She turned and headed for her bedroom. She felt a ruffle behind her and saw he had followed her into the hall way.

" What are you doing?"

" Following you."

How blunt.

" Well…umm….Friends normally sleep by themselves." He leaned against the wall and nodded.

" Thanks." She opened her door and closed it.

Gaara sat in the hall way waiting for the girl to wake up, it had only been five hours, but damn he was bored. His mind kept playing back to what ha happened before.

'I have a friend.'

Gaara of the sand….has a friend. He scrunched his face up blocking out his bad memories.

'But she'll leave like all the others!'

'She's only gonna end up like the rest!'

He gritted his teeth and stared a hole through the door to her room.

She had probely already made plans on how to escape. Getting up silently he went towards her door.

Her room was cool and plain. Non of the normal 12 year old girl stuff was there, only a bed and a dresser. He felt the lonely ness of the room and stepped inside.

She was sleeping soundly on the bed, her lips parted slightly her hands out stretched toward the floor.

Well she hadn't left at least.

He made his way around the bed and crouched down beside her. Her breath was tickling his face.

'You remind me of someone.' He stood up and stared intently down at her. His anger and hate towards her was spilling over and he considered choking her to death right there.

Then he took a step back as his emotion shifted, what if something happened to her in her sleep? Maybe he should stay in her room and make sure she was safe.

So instead of killing her he stood on her ceiling and watched as she softly turned around in her sleep.

She woke during the night. She felt….odd. Sitting up she rubbed her eyes and looked around.

"Gaara?" She asked into the night. She wasn't expecting to hear him reply over her.

She jumped and looked up wide eyed at him as he stood…upside down staring at her.

" W….what are you doing up there?" He shrugged.

" I was bored….so I'm watching you." She gulped a little.

" That's kinda weird Gaara…can you leave so I can sleep a little more?" He shook his head and smirked at her.

" No I don't feel like it." She nodded and laid back down on her back staring up at him.

'your so strange'

He never even blinked and she closed her eyes unsure of what to say.

" Goodnight gaara." She whispered.

" Night...Ai-eien."

Amazingly…..she felt rather safe with the sand killer hanging over her and she drifted of into sleep, unaware of the small…but sincere smile played out across his face. For some reason he didnt mind doing this. But he still eyed her neck.

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Thanx for your reviews I'm working on the third chapter later on tonight probely.