Chapter Nine

Nightmares and Beautiful Dreams

A/N

alright i am back again!:DDDD and so you guys are not confused our hero Gaara is in a coma reliving times with Naruto. I just wanted to say that just in case it wasn't clear enough:) thank you and i hope you guys enjoy:D Happy reading!:D

~goingthroughchanges


The sun shone brightly on my back as I sat atop the wall of my high school. There was a chill winter breeze but the sun made its feeble appearance all the same. I glared into the bustling courtyard hating every squeal of joy that escaped from a girls lips.

Hating every laugh that floated up to my solitary perch on the wall.

I hated them all…

and they hated me.

Hated or feared which in my mind was no different. I downed the rest of my beer and held the glass loosely in my fingers, watching the glass catching the beautiful reflections of the sun. My finger traced the smooth glass and just like that…

I

let

It

go.

It fell to the wet ground with a crash that startled the group of people far below me.

"Hey! Dip…" But before the guy could say another word I was upon him in a swirling mass of violence.

Girls screamed and people grabbed at me but I was a force to be reckoned with.

I punched him until blood spilled from his face and stained the grass.

I punched him until I felt his bones give way from under my furious fists.

All of it was done in a blinding hot rage that made a hot prickling sensation trickle under my skin. I wanted the hotness to go away, the itching of my skin to be sedated.

Finally I relented and drew my bruised fists across my mouth that was filled with the taste of my blood.

I had bitten my tongue again.

The boy groaned under me and I gave a hiss of frustration.

He was alive. It came as a relief as well as a disappointment.

If I killed someone…they would certainly cast me in a cell and throw away the key, at least then I could live out my existence in sweet solitude. No one would expect a thing from me.

I got up and walked away my hands stuffed deep in my pockets, a look of desperation on my face.


Night was upon me as I sat alone on a bench in a neighborhood I came to often. Many mansions resided in the neighborhood and rich folk with their BMWs and fancy coats walked around as if life was at their bidding. I had no trouble sneaking into a backyard and stumbling to my familiar bench to think.

The temperature had cooled considerably since the afternoon and snow had begun to fall upon my head and soak me to the bone.

But still I sat staring blankly into the whirling sheets of white snow.

It would have been just like any other time if a voice had not called "YOU! WATCH OUT!"

I turned startled but not fast enough and before I knew it was face up in the snow. I spat and groaned as I tried to sit up narrowing my eyes at a blond boy shaking the snow from his golden locks, while sitting quite comfortably on top of me.

"What the hell?" I growled already feeling my anger rise in venomous vapors.

But the blue eyes that shown back at me were the most beautiful clearest blue that I had ever seen and melted my near icy heart. The blond smirked and shook some more snow loose from his hair.

"I'm sorry but you know you shouldn't be sitting here in my sledding range." He said smiling amusingly.

I shook my head deciding not to be daunted by the peculiar feelings taking over me and pointed at the bench.

"How could this be your sledding range if there is a bench there." I snapped.

The blond turned as if he had just noticed the presence of the bench.

"Oh…so that's why I always stop here…" He mumbled to himself.

I shook my head in disbelief and shoved the blond off me. To my surprise I held back a tiny voice in the back of my head whispering not to hurt him. I scoffed not believing that I would actually care.

"Well anyway I'm leaving." I growled getting up angrily.

"Wait! Sled with me!" The blond called.

I turned to look at him with incredulous eyes.

"Do you know how old I am?" I asked narrowing my eyes at him.

The blond tapped his chin thoughtfully while examining me.

"You must be an old man." He said.

"YAH!" I shouted but the venom was not in my words.

"HAHA." The blond called before racing away leaving me to seethe in the snow.

Despite his irritation he couldn't help but want to laugh at the peculiar boy. If I at seventeen didn't want to sled and have fun anymore I must be an old man.

I shook my head sadly before walking into the vast sheet of snow, not realizing with a single encounter my fate had been repainted.


"CLEAR!" An electric shock ran through my veins but my eyes half open were determined to close. "AGAIN!" Another electric shock shook my body but still my eyes continued to close. "WE'RE LOSING HIM AGAIN!" Through the fuzz of my consciousness I saw a familiar mob of grey hair. "Hey…why are you yelling?" I mumbled my eyes finally succeeding in drawing closed and behind my eyelids I saw

SNOW.


Like my usual routine I walked into Starbucks craving my everyday fix of white chocolate mocha. The warm atmosphere of the coffee shop made me want to tear everything to shreds with my endless fury but then I wouldn't get my daily white chocolate mocha. That would probably make me go on a blood lusting rampage. I chuckled darkly to myself, today I was strangely in a good mood.

I approached the wary barista and said "One white chocolate mocha."

She plastered on a I'm-smiling-because-it's-my-job-and-i-want-tips smile and said "I'm sorry sir we are out of the white chocolate mocha syrup."

I stared at her with a mixture of fury and disbelief.

"You can't be serious." I growled my hands curling into tight fists.

"I'm sorry sir is there anything else you would like?" She asked her smile twitching noticeably at the corners.

I grumbled and seethed for a few seconds before snapping "Forget it."

I turned then as an afterthought turned to face the girl who examined me suspiciously. I ignored her hostility and placed a ten dollar bill in the tip jar. The girl stared shocked at my sudden change of character. I nodded at her and said a curt bye before going over to the soft blush chairs in front of the fire place.

"I thought you were going to start yelling at her." Said a blond haired blue eyed male in the opposite chair.

I glanced at the familiar blond and made a sound of vast disapproval.

"Whatever sled boy." I growled turning away so I could stare into the fire, at the same time hiding my obvious blush.

"You're not as mean as you want everyone to believe." He said a knowing smile gracing his lips.

I ignored him and watched the flames lick at the inside of the fire place. The blond sat back and sighed contentedly.

"You should try a different drink." He suddenly said.

I turned to him and rolled my eyes, not believing anyone should ever say such a thing.

"Like I want anything else." I muttered.

"You never know."

Was the response. I glared angrily at him before abruptly standing.

"Fine." I muttered before stomping over to the counter.

I faced the surprised girl and said "I would like a caramel mocha."

She nodded and gave him a warm smile.

"Of course." I walked to the receiving end and was greeted by the beautiful blond.

He watched silently as I took the warm drink in my hand and took a slow sip. To my surprise the drink was creamy and went smoothly down my throat. The blond smiled seeing my obvious surprise.

"My name is Naruto." He said sticking out his hand for me to take.

"Gaara." I responded taking his soft hand in mine.

"I hope we can be friends." Naruto said smiling happily.

I felt the corner of my lips turn up in a foreign way that was much like a smile.

"Yeah me too."


"COME ON! GAARA!" My eyes barely slits looked up into the grey eyed doctors with tiny slivers of recognition. "GAARA STAY AWAKE!" he yelled his lips seemingly moving in slow motion. "It's cold…" I mumbled in a voice that sounded foreign to my own. "You have to stay with me!" he yelled. "Too cold…I'm sleepy." I mumbled my eyes starting to close again. Besides behind my closed eye lids was Naruto. Naruto the one when I opened my eyes was absent. He was always running through my dreams but now when I opened them he was no longer there. "Goodnight…" I mumbled as I closed my eyes.


"You can't be serious." I grumbled as I stared at Naruto's math book with obvious contempt.

"You don't know this basic equation?" I growled staring at the blue eyes that were narrowing at me.

They were still beautiful even clouded with irritation.

"I already said yes five times now help me!" Naruto shouted his cheeks puffing out in irritation.

I chuckled and lay next to Naruto on the floor, breathing in his sweet scent.

"Okay what you do is…" As I began to explain I could feel his breath on my arm and the warmth of his skin that was only inches from my own.

Even when our shoulders touched I could feel an electricity that ran through my body and it frightened me more than death itself. I suddenly sat up and moved to the couch as far from Naruto as I could get without walking out the door. He looked up at me puzzled.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

I shook my head hating the hurt I saw in his baby blue eyes. I looked away then back again the feeling of wanting to make him smile again too intense to ignore. With surprising speed I was by his side grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"What?" Naruto asked turning on his side so he could look at me better.

I showed my hands and with a howl I began to tickle him. Naruto caught unawares began to scream and cry for mercy while he laughed and tears flowed down his cheeks. I was laughing too rolling on the floor tickling him like an idiotic school girl.

But…even though it was idiotic I felt a weight fall off my chest.

I felt...happy.


We walked down the dark streets after attending a late night movie. I hadn't wanted to stay out this late knowing the dangers that lurked on the streets but Naruto had insisted. While Naruto chattered about the movie I looked about, trying to see what was lurking in the shadows that seemed to swell with unseen dangers. For once I felt on edge like I could possibly lose something. To confirm my worst fears a band of guys stepped into our path grinning and brandishing knifes.

"Hey Blondie why don't you leave that guy and come have some fun with us?" One of them called his eyes trailing along Naruto's body.

"F*** off!" I growled the familiar venom of my anger coursing through my veins.

The man smirked glancing at each one of his boys.

"Okay have it your way." He said before charging.

I pushed Naruto to the side and landed a punch in the man face. He howled as his nose broke and bright red blood gushed from his nose.

I grinned forgetting how great the feeling of bone cracking under fists felt. The others took no time in advancing and some of them went after Naruto who was cowering in the corner. I spat with rage as I forgot my previous attackers and threw myself onto others.

Punching and kicking while trying to avoid knifes flashing at my skin proved to be far more than I could handle when protecting someone else.

"Run!" I yelled to Naruto whose eyes were wide with fear.

He shook and cowered and as I was dragged to the pavement I screamed "RUN GODDAMIT NARUTO RUN!"

I heard his feet retreating as I was kicked and pummeled under the masses.

I didn't care.

I found solace in knowing he got away.

Running far…

far away.


A/N

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