A new little story about Gaara and Matsuri. This one was inspired by a friend, who loves butterflies...Enjoy!
Butterfly
The butterfly fluttered in front of Matsuri's eyes. It was blue, with black stripes on it's wings. Like a little kid, she observed the fragile animal flying.
"Matsuri! Come on!"
Gaara approached and saw her in contemplation wit the butterfly. She seemed so peaceful and innocent hat he stared a few minutes to her.
Suddenly, the butterfly went away to the young man and posed itself on his nose. Gaara stiffed, a bit afraid. He watched the thin wings going up and down, like it was breathing.
Then, it flow away and disappeared.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is."
