Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
I planned on keeping it as a oneshot and then this thought entered my mind and wouldn't leave. So here it is.
Interest
You are really the most interesting person I know, Gaara. And for a time, I wondered why it was. Was it your blood red hair? Black-rimmed eyes? Or the word 'love' written in red kanji over your left eye? Maybe it was your dark and cold personality. Whatever it was I didn't see it until he left me. Yeah, it was foolish of me, always chasing after Sasuke. And for what reason? I had convinced myself that I loved one of the last Uchihas. But, I think that's a little off subject.
I remember when I first looked into your eyes. It was when you charged at Sasuke, intent on killing him. I jumped in your way, trying to protect someone I loved, or thought I loved. For a few seconds we glared at each other, before you pinned me to a tree with your deformed arm of sand. I once again looked into your eyes. But this time I saw pain and lots of it. At the time I didn't wonder what it was, I was only concerned about Sasuke. But now… now I understand all of that pain.
Partly because you had explained your childhood to me, and partly because I understood that pain. That pain of being alone, not having anyone with you. I guess that's why I went after Sasuke, to be happy, to be with him. But what did I get from him? Nothing, all he did was ignore me, and then he left me and the village. His betrayal completely and utterly devastated me. For the longest time I had no clue as to what to do. I felt as if there was just one big hole where my heart was.
All of my other friends tried to help me out, but they didn't help. So I went to Suna, hoping that either you or your siblings could help me out. I paid no heed to Kankuro and Temari didn't really help. So I opted to spend more time with you, knowing that you had the same hole in your heart. I had thought that maybe we could help each other out, that maybe we didn't have to be alone anymore.
Sometimes, when I lay in your bed in your room, I could feel you eyes on me from the opposite side of the room. You were just looking at me, thinking to yourself. I knew that you could never sleep, and it never bothered me. Other nights, when I couldn't sleep, I saw you up on the roof, looking up at the moon. I faintly wondered what you were thinking about, all alone up there. And part of me (Inner Sakura) wanted to go up there with you, sit down next to you and just keep you company. And one night, I did. I went up to the roof and sat down next to you.
You had asked me "Why? Why do you spend so much time with me?" The answer was simple, "I don't see a monster." I had replied, and it was true. I didn't see a monster. "What do you see?" You asked once again. "I see a boy who went through pain that no boy should." I replied. I didn't see a monster you loved only himself. I saw a kid you only wanted someone to love him, or at least be friends with him. It was then that I realized…
"I love you, Sabaku no Gaara." I murmur in my sleep against your chest. You may not be able to sleep, but that doesn't stop us from snuggling up against each other.
"I love you too… Sabaku no Sakura." I happily snuggle closer to your chest, with that thought in mind.
