AN: Hey everyone, I'm back with my next chapter! I'm making this one longer, which is why it's taking longer to update it. I hope you guys like this one. It's pretty much about Makoto, Red, and Gaara. It will hopefully be longer then my last chapter, and much better! Don't forget to review/comment it after your done reading it!

Chapter 10
The Girl In The Dream

Red sat up in her bed, yawning slightly. The red-haired women looked out her window, noticing the bright sun rising up in the sky, welcoming a new sunny day. Smiling to herself, she got out of bed, washed up, and then began to dress in her normal-day kimono. Once she was dressed, she left her room to go and check on the small child she traveled with. She was still his doctor and she wanted to make sure he was okay.

"Makoto-san…" she slid open the door, a smile on her tan face until she noticed the empty bed. Her hazel eyes widened. "He's gone!"

The Suna medic rushed down the hall until she had reached her destination. Stopping in front of the door, she took a deep breath. 'This is for Makoto. Just suck it up. It's only his room…there's nothing to be nervous about,' Red thought to herself, yet couldn't get her own hand to stop from shaking as it reached up to knock on the door.

Just before her hand was able to touch the door, it slid open by itself. The female blinked a few times then noticed the tiny grains of sand that had gathered together to open the door.

"What is wrong?" the young kage asked, startling the young medic back to reality.

Red bowed slightly, to show her respect. "Kazekage-sama!" her voice full of panic, "I'm afraid Makoto-san is missing!" she stated, then raised her head from its bowing position. She then blinked her hazel eyes at the scene in slight confusion. "Wha-?"

The young white-haired child grinned a toothy grin at the doctor and waved a hand at her. "Good morning Red-chan!" he then blinked his purple eyes a few times, tilting his head to the side. "I'm not missing Red-chan. See, I'm right here with onii-chan!" he cheered, motioning to the young crimson-haired male who was sitting on the edge of the large bed in the room.

"But you...and I-" the female sighed, collecting her thoughts, "why weren't you in your room this morning Makoto-san?" she asked, trying to figure it all out.

Makoto looked down, his cheeks slightly pink. "I…I had a bad dr-dream…and came in…in here so onii-chan could pr-protect me," he explained, poking his small fingers together. The young 6 year old didn't enjoy talking of such things. It made him feel embarrassed and scared all over again.

The room was filled with silence for what seemed like an eternity, until Makoto's stomach growled for food. This caused the child to blush, Red to giggle, and Gaara to turn his head towards the noise.

"Maybe we should get you some food," Gaara suggested.

Makoto nodded, hopped off from the bed and rushed off towards the kitchen. He left the two red-heads alone in the room. This (of course) caused the female to blush and avoid eye contact with the male. "A-Ano.." Red spoke up, causing Gaara to look directly at her, "do you…have any meetings to attend to today?"

"No," He simply answered, not understanding the full reason of the question.

"Then…" She began poking her fingers together, a lot like Makoto was doing earlier, "why..don't you take Makoto-san to the park today…?"

Gaara blinked a few times. "Why? He is happy here."

"True," Red nodded, "but, I am sure he'd like to go out and play, while at the same time spending extra time with you."

"Would you be going along?" he asked, as if it was no big deal.

Again she blushed, her face was now red as her hair. "If…If you would like for me to come.."

Gaara nodded slightly. "I am sure Makoto would not want you to be alone here."

"I..I see.." Reds voice sounded slightly disappointed. 'So, he only wants me to come for Makoto…not because he wants to spend time with me…'

After the two finished talking, Red left to cook breakfast. She also prepared a few rice balls for a lunch at the park. Once they were done, the three of them left to head towards the park.

The young child smiled up at his older brother. "Thank you for taking me to the park onii-chan!"

"Hn," Gaara nodded.

With that, the young child ran towards the other playing children, leaving the two read-heads alone once again. The pair continued on into the park in an awkward silence.

Makoto ran straight for the swings. The white-haired child loved sitting on the swings for as long as he could remember. There was nothing greater than feeling the wind blow through his hair and on his face, along with feeling as though he could fly to the moon and back. Smiling he began to kick his feet back and forth.

'Help me!'

"Huh?" the 6 year old stopped swinging and looked around. 'I thought? That sounded alot like the same little girl I saw in my dream last night.' A slight blush appeared on his tan cheeks as a flash of the little girl's face was placed in his mind.

'Someone! Anyone!'

Makoto got off his swing and began to look around. 'Should I tell onii-chan and Red-chan about the voice?' he asked himself. Nodding, he turned to run towards the two red-heads; but quickly stopped when he saw the young, light-blue haired girl from his dreams. His purple eyes widened slightly as he began slowly inching his way towards the girl. She seemed to be trying to hide in a small tunnel that was meant to be played in. "A-Are you okay?" he asked, as he drew closer to the tunnel.

The small girl was wearing a torn and dirty dark colored kimono. Her long, light-blue hair cascading over her shoulders. Her face was buried in her knees, which were close to her chest with her arms wrapped around them - as if she let them go, her legs would fall off. Slowly the child looked up, revealing bright yellow orbs. She looked scared, dirty, alone and very sad. "Wh-Who are you?" she asked, her voice shaken and beaten. 'They can't find me! I don't wanna go back!' she shouted in her head, causing Makoto to flinch and retreat a step back.

Makoto shut his eyes and grabbed his head. It had been a long week since he had heard any voices. And now he's hearing this girl's voice loud and clear. It was giving him a headache. "I…won't take you back," He stated, opening one eye and glancing at her, "my name's Sabaku no Makoto…what's yours?"

The young girl blinked her bright eyes a few times as she looked at the boy. 'He seemed to be in pain. And somehow knew what I was thinking…but that's…not possible. Right?' she slowly started to let her legs go and stretch them out into a standing position. "I'm…I'm Shi-Shiori His..Hissori."

Makoto nodded and opened his mouth to speak, but was quickly interrupted by the sound of men shouting. Hissori too heard the noise, and ran to hide behind the young boy, her eyes shut tight. "D-Don't let them get me Mak..Makoto-kun!" she pleaded, her body shaking even more than before.

The young Sabaku child nodded his head. 'Don't worry Hissori-chan, I won't let them hurt you. I won't let my dream come true.' He then put on a brave face and looked towards the shouting.

After a few minutes, a group of merchant men came rushing in from the shadows. All of which were glaring directly at the scared little girl.

"Hand her over," one of the men demanded. His voice was deep and scary to the two young children, causing them both to jump back slightly.

"N-no," Makoto stuttered, glaring at the man while trying to protect Hissori at the same time.

"Little brat, I said hand her over! She stole something from us, and we want it back!" the same man shouted, this time reaching forward as though he was going to smack the small child. The man's hand was quickly covered in golden sand, stopping him from any further action. "What the-?!"

Not long after that, Gaara appeared between the men and the children, an angry look in his teal eyes. "What do you want with these two?" His voice, low and demanding.

None of the men spoke, they all seemed too afraid of the red-haired male in front of them.

Seeing that he wasn't going to get anything from the men, he looked back at Makoto and Hissori. "Why did these men try to hit you, Makoto?"

"Th-They wanted to h-hurt Hi..Hissori-chan" Makoto answered, still a little shaken by the men before him.

"I see." Though Gaara had no idea who this 'Hissori' was, he still was not going to put up with these men trying to hurt his little brother. Looking back at the men with his cold teal eyes, he demanded that they leave the small children alone and to never bother them again. Whatever the girl had done, he would be sure to fix it.

-Alright, I'm gonna end it there. Why? Cause when I tried to cont. it, it just..sounded dumb. So I don't wanna ruin this chapter with rambling of nothingness…What do you think? Was it better then the last chapter? Is it surprising that he actually met the little girl from his dream? Why do you think the men wanted to hurt Hissori? Well…that's all I got. Please oh PLEASE review/comment, they help me write faster!-