Hmph, if anyone actually likes this story, they should be very happy at ClassicLover984. She basically DEATHTHREAT *cough held her own story hostage cough*'D ME! *sigh*
I didn't run through this, or use spell check or anything. In fact, I wrote this unnecessarily quickly.
I did run through it with a few of my guinea pigs to see if it was interesting enough. They said I should get a job as a writer xD
Honestly I don't think I'm good at this.
ANYWAY! ON WITH THE STORY!
YESSUKA ONLY WISHES SHE OWNED NARUTO TwT
Gaara, now unbelievably annoyed that Sasuke wouldn't answer him, went down to the level of throwing little pieces of paper at his head. Which seemed to be getting caught in the gelled up spikes.
"Mr. Sabaku, could you please stop making it snow in my classroom." Mr. Green asked, or should I say, commanded.
Gaara had seemed to be in mid-throw when the exclamation was heard, and right as the paper hit Sasuke's head, the entire class' eyes were already on him. Gaara may be a coldhearted bastard, but it doesn't mean he wouldn't turn red under everyone's eyes.
Sasuke looked over, and flicked his head in such a way that every piece of rolled up paper, miraculously flew off his head and landed on or near Gaara. Luckily, everyones attention was once again on the movie up ahead.
Class ended, meaning that Gaara was now walking into his math class. With Naruto. Whoopee.
Naruto looked up at Gaara and smiled, "NEW KID OV-"
Gaara quickly paced over and told him to stop screaming as he sat down next to the very loud blond.
"Aww, but new kid!" Naruto whined.
Gaara's nerve seemed to be getting beaten with the string or should I say stick of words Naruto seemed to be shooting out. "I also have a name, Gaara. GAARA. Say it with me."
Naruto pouted, and folded his arms, "Ok, ok sheesh. Just always thought that new kids liked being called the new kid ya know. For attention or some shit."
Gaara had to suppress his laughter. "Oh really? First off, do I look like the type who seeks attention?"
"Well it seems like you want the attention with the marks on your arms." Naruto casually noted.
"And second, no one woul- EHH?" Gaara quickly retracted his arms and shot a death glare at said blond. "What marks are you talking about?" He slowly spoke, not breaking the death glare.
"Well, it seems that you have written all over your arms in a maroon pen, very poor handwriting if I may add. The letters seem to just be lines, intercrossing over one another." Naruto explained, seeming to use words he didn't even understand in an attempt to be 'grown up'.
If Gaara had been in some little kid's anime, he would have sweat dropped right about then. 'Honestly, this kid is a bigger airhead than Mimi from Digimon.' He calmed down and decided to let the idiot talk for a while. He brought his hand up to support his head as he slowly started to go into a dream state, while somehow retaining the look that he was actually listening to every word that Naruto was saying. Ever so slowly his eyes started to slowly droop in front of his eyes and soon he was having a dream.
Gaara was running about with his siblings, in a large field surrounded by a rather large forest. Not a soul knew about this secret place, and when the Sabaku family was here, they held not a single care in the world. He was still only 7 years old at the time. His mother and father were sitting on a bench in the distance, probably talking about the next family trip they could be planning. Yes, everything was just perfect.
"Gaara! You're it!" Kankuro screamed as he ran away from Gaara. Temari soon behind him, both running quickly towards the woods.
Gaara quickly chased after them, quickly gaining speed as he got into the forest, he began to pounce around, pretending that he was a ninja as he would scream at his siblings utter nonsense on how close he was to catching them. He suddenly stopped as he saw the small stream that his parents told him never to cross.
"Guys! Mom and Dad said never go across this part! They said it gets dangerous!" He screamed, but all he noticed was that his siblings forms were growing smaller and smaller. He decided that he could break the rule this one time, so he could finally beat his older brother and sister.
He kept running and running until the forest until it became so dense that it was actually dark, for the treetops had covered all the sun that used to be peeking through. Gaara's smile was beginning to fade when he turned around in a few circles, trying to remember which way he came.
"TEMARI!? KANKURO!! WHERE ARE YOU?!" He screamed in every direction, then would wait a good minute to attempt to hear a reply. But after 10 minutes of non-stop screaming, still the little red head had no idea of where his siblings could be. He decided that the way he was facing was the correct way to go.
The little boy started to talk to himself, in an attempt to calm himself down. "Of course it's this way. I was running straight the entire time! I remember running past this exact tree! I think…" Little did he know, that it was actually the opposite way of where his family was frantic looking for him.
"WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU GO THAT DEEP?" Mr. Sabaku was livid, screaming at Kankuro and Temari, "I TOLD YOU GUYS NEVER TO GO ACROSS THAT STREAM!"
"But Dad! We didn't even notice we crossed it until we started going back!" Temari tried to defend her and her brother with tears in her eyes. She looked away from her angry father, just to see a crying mother behind him. "We can go looking for him, I mean he couldn't have gone so far beyond the river! He knows we aren't supposed to cross it!"
His father closed his eyes and clenched his teeth in frustration, "But if he saw you two crossing it, wouldn't you think he thought it was ok?"
Their mother seemed to be clawing at her eyes, "Gaara! Where are you? Gaara! Gaara! GAARA"
Gaara woke up and saw Naruto shaking him, "Dude, class is over. You slept a hell of a long time! I can't believe Mrs. Brown didn't catch you man! That's skill!"
Gaara blinked a few times, trying to realize where he was, right. He was in school. But what had just happened was a memory. A memory that hadn't haunted his dreams in a long time. Luckily Naruto had woken him before it got to the point where the real memories started.
Sasuke walked into the Art room, surprised to see a sleeping Gaara next to his spot. 'Man, what is with him today? Sleeping in Science and lunch too, who knows about his other classes.' Instead of being a caring man, (Which everyone knows that Sasuke TOTALLY is), Sasuke decided to push Gaara off his small stool, but was surprised when Gaara caught himself before he reached the ground.
"Gotta try harder than that Uchiha." Gaara grumbled out, while giving Sasuke a death glare.
"Ohh, I'm so s-s-scared" Sasuke mocked him, giving an equally deathtifying deathy death glare.
Naruto suddenly broke the glare between the two as he simultaneously threw a chair and landed on it between them while screaming, "HOLLAAAA! Whats crackin' home dogs."
"Please Naruto, I just had gym, and I think I actually need the sleep this time" A lazy Shikamaru lolled his way over to the desk, which was actually built for two, but was now carrying a quad of people. Once he arrived, he got comfortable in his chair, scooted it a good foot from the desk, and leaned forward. Somehow perfectly landing with his head in his arms, which were now crossed. Within seconds you could already hear a faint snoring noise.
The other three looked at each other, then the slightly getting louder Shikamaru.
Suddenly Hinata came into the picture, obviously not noting Shikamaru's presence and soon ran into him. Causing herself to back away in embarrassment, then after turning a deep red, grabbing a chair and joining the table.
Shikamaru hadn't even seemed to be disturbed in the slightest, except his body now slightly to the right of where he had been a few moments prior.
Naruto was the first to speak after everyone silently laughed, "Well. Anyone want to come over to my house after school today?"
Sasuke looked up from Shikamaru, "Sure."
Naruto smiled, then looked over towards Hinata, who merely nodded in response then quickly looked at her hands as she twirled her fingers together. He looked at Shikamaru then smiled saying "Shikamaru is coming whether he wants to or not, his sleeping means and automatic yes." He then looked at Gaara. "What about you new ki- Gaara."
"Sure." Gaara mumbled, as he decided to go along with Shikamaru's way of thinking, and rested his head on his arms, unconsciously snuggling into his fishnet covered arms.
His dream picked up to where it just left off at the beginning of art, his dream had been restarting from the beginning in each class, and he was in a desperate attempt to finish it.
"But Dad! We didn't even notice we crossed it until we started going back!" Temari tried to defend her and her brother with tears in her eyes. She looked away from her angry father, just to see a crying mother behind him. "We can go looking for him, I mean he couldn't have gone so far beyond the river! He knows we aren't supposed to cross it!"
His father closed his eyes and clenched his teeth in frustration, "But if he saw you two crossing it, wouldn't you think he thought it was ok?"
Their mother seemed to be clawing at her eyes, "Gaara! Where are you? Gaara!"
Temari looked at her feet, feeling the worst since she was the oldest. She was the one who was supposed to keep her younger siblings safe. 'God damnit Gaara where are you…'
Gaara had stopped walking a while ago, he just sat on a small tree stump, where a fraction of light came through. He started speaking aloud again "Well, I'll just wait here. Temari and Kankuro will be here in a little bit, and with mom and dad too! Oh boy, Dad's going to be mad when he finds me. He'll say: " Gaara puffed out his chest in an attempt to act like his dad would, "Didn't I tell you never to cross the stream!" He exhaled becoming himself again, "Maybe I should start walking again…"
Gaara pushed himself off the stump he had been sitting on for quite a while and began to walk, once again in the wrong direction. Now that it was actually becoming dark outside, the forest was even darker and Gaara was quickly becoming more and more frightened.
Every noise seemed to mock him as he walked deeper and deeper into the forest. The only light came from Gaara's light up shoes he had worn since his last birthday. Gaara was still talking to himself, trying to calm himself down, "No, that noise was just a… just a…" He quickly flinched as he heard another noise, "IT'S JUST A STUPID ANIMAL! I KNOW IT IS!" He screamed glaring around him trying to get his eyes focused on something, but there was only enough light that a few trees in front of him would illuminate with each step he took from his shoes. He stopped walking and squatted on the ground, he was getting very scared now, and didn't want to walk anymore. He was now assured that he had been going in the wrong direction the entire time.
A loud crack was heard behind Gaara and he quickly turned around, expecting to see a flashlight glaring at him, belonging to a nice police officer who was here to take him home. But Gaara was still as blind as… well imagine closing your eyes and hearing someone behind you.
"Are you lost?" A strange voice rang out.
All Gaara could manage out was a small whimper as he barely managed the figure of a man, perhaps taller than his father walking towards him.
"Here, let's go back to my house…" The figure said, as he bent down and picked Gaara up, who was trembling in fear. "Relax, I live in a cabin up in the woods. We can take you to find your family tomorrow morning."
"But I want to go home now." Gaara said, now crying in the mans arms.
"I can't do that, It's much to late and I have no idea where you live!" The man could feel Gaara's crying turning into sobbing and sighed, "We can call your parents once we get to my house, o.k.? You do know the number right?" He heard a quiet yes, and continued with his walk towards his house.
TBC
OHOHOHO! WHO COULD THIS BE!?
And note to Classic, THIS WAS 2,120 WORDS LONG! HAPPY!?
T-T I fail. Oh and if I misspelled anything, ANYTHING. Or used grammar wrong or something, do tell me. I wrote this faster than I could talk it. *sweatdrop*