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D is for Demon
Pairing: Gaara/Sakura
Rated: K
Words: 260
In a world of prejudice and hatred, these few peaceful moments were utter bliss. To not be mocked for having pink hair, or hated for the demon is side ourselves. Although we could not run far enough at times, to just relax in the arms of someone precious to you was far enough. As long as they both had a minute or even a second with each other, they were safe from the scrutiny. To be put under a microscope and be studied was a hellish way to live.
The faces of those who had hurt him blurred as Sakura came into view. There words ignored as she picked up her pace to hold him in her loving arms. As they embraced all was forgotten, the scars and bruises disappeared. There pasts forgotten, no one to judge them as they took pleasure in the closeness of there bodies. The pain of losing loved ones, not being loved, and being invisible vanished.
There hearts beating to the same beat, there bodies molding into one. Gaara did not see Sakura as weak, and Sakura did not see Gaara as a monster. People could talk and say what they wanted, but she knew one thing for sure. Who were the true monsters, Gaara or the people who taunted and feared him? And who was weak, who decided theses things? The people who feared and called them things were nothing but troublesome. What truly mattered was that they loved and understood each other as humans did. So didn't that make them like everyone else?
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A/N: I'll leave that question unanswered. It's up to you to take what I said and learn from it. So, if you have any questions or comments, send me a review or PM (personal message). ByE;)