Disclaimer: I don't know why I even bother. Not mine.
Plot: Have I ever had one? … No? … Smart.
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She pushed the swing gently.
He was surprised there was force in those skinny arms.
'Where are you from?' he asked, attempting to make small talk.
'Everywhere,' she smiled at his confusion, 'my masters likes to move around.' She dropped her voice into a secretive whisper, 'they might find us.'
'They?' he too, had a soft voice. Almost cracked. He doesn't use them that often.
She smiled, 'that's what my masters call them.'
'The bad people?' he hazard a guess.
She actually giggled.
He liked that sound. People don't giggle much when they're around him.
They cower.
'Not the bad ones. Why would we be afraid of bad people? It's the good ones we have to watch out for,' she quoted happily.
He frowned. Sounds complicated to him.
'Why were you alone?' she asked after a moment of silence.
He kept quiet.
'My masters say I'm not supposed to be seen,' she said suddenly. 'Can you keep a secret?'
Small nod.
She smiled, 'Can we be friends?'
She was being greedy today.
Another small nod.
A radiant smile graced her lips, 'Gaara-kun, can I come and play with you again tomorrow?'
Yup.
She was being very, very greedy today.
Bad things can happen to her later.
He gave her a puzzled look.
The smiled slipped off her face, 'I-I-It's o-okay if y-you d-d-do-'
'Here?'
She grinned and nodded, 'I'll see you after lunch?'
He allowed his head to bob up and down once more.
'Gaara-sama! You're wanted back at your home!' a suna Shinobi shouted from a save distance, taking care to back away as quickly as possible after he delivered the message.
Little Gaara didn't look back as he walked away.
But the little girl he was talking to before wasn't there anymore anyway.