The Day Part 2

Back at the Hospital:

"Why can't Gaara just accept my love and come back to me" I sobbed. I still remember the day I first meet him five years back.

It was a cold night in the city of Konoha. Snow had blanketed the city with its cold embrace. I was just leaving my favorite ramen shop. I said my goodbyes and made my way home. Damn was it cold outside I mumbled to myself. Just as I turned the corner of the street. I saw Neji, Lee and Kankuro beating up a poor kid. Thinking nothing about it I looked closer and saw it was Gaara. The day before Neji and him got into an argument about some silly things and Neji threatened Gaara. I didn't think he would go on his word but he did. I couldn't just stand to see him being beaten so in a fit of rage I snuck up on them and started to beat the crap out of Neji. "What the hell Uzumaki" He yelled in disgust. "Stop beating him and leave him the fuck alone." I hissed. With that I repeatedly punched him. Lee and Kankuro tried to pry me off him. "Get off of him" they yelled. With one final blow Neji passed out. My hands where bruised from all the punches I had given to him. Kankuro and Lee looked in horror as Neji's blood stained the snow covered ground turning it a bright pink. They picked up Neji of the ground and Kankuro said "This isn't the last you'll see of us Uzumaki." He threatened.

With that they retreated into the dark night. Gaara was in pretty bad shape when I saw him. He was covered in bruises and was bleeding pretty badly. I picked him and dropped him off at his apartment. Thank Kami I knew where Gaara hide his key. I followed him one time back to his house and I saw him hide the key below his floor mat (I was not being a stalker. I was just curious as to where he lived.) Anyways I propped up Gaara on the door and retrieved the key. Opening the door I was greeted to a modest sized studio apartment. "Wow" I said aloud. He had many paintings scattered across the walls. Most of them where paintings of the dessert. I would have to guess he painted them all because Gaara was an avid artist. He was known around Konoha for his detailed murals he did in some of the buildings. I gazed at his paintings until my eyes came across on in particular. It was self portrait of him but what caught me of guard was that he was covered in a black robe. He wrote Alone in and around himself. I toke Gaara as being a happy person but I guess he felt alone inside. It made me sad to wonder this. I carried him off to his room. I removed his shirt and began to treat his wounds. Kami why did Neji have to be so violent towards him. It was getting late and I was getting very tried and decide to sleepover at his house. I didn't think he would mind. I chuckled to myself. I toke of my clothes and cuddled into bed with him. Kami I hope he isn't mad when he wakes up. With that I fell into a deep sleep hoping that...

Next Chapter: Gaara awakes to find a stranger in his home. He also finds that it's the person who he's had a crush on for some time now.