Hey people!!

After reading some of these awsome gaara stories I thought I would give my hand at writing on this web site. I might write gaara fanfics, sesshoumaru, koga or just some random story out of no where that I thought might be pretty cool. I've read the beta reader thingy and man these people are critical!! Well wish me luck ok?...just to let you people have a heads up I tend to like writing M-rated material and also reading it. Ya I know. I'm perverted. Ow well watch ya going to do? Well that's all for now!! Later!!

Sad

I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back saying
"I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me
"I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."
"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "What if we checked again, just in case you do have enough money?''
"OK" he said "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added "I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it to my sister. He heard me!''"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article: 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car, where there was one young lady and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to recover from the coma.
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched you. have a heart.

My Stories

The Adandoned One and The Unloved One

Akilara is a princess from a near by land. She killed an entire army on her own and no one truly knows her reason. She herself has a demon inside of her but not because it was placed in her against her will as an infant but willfully when she was eleven. That day her parents and friends love and care abandoned her but acted as if nothing has changed for the last five years. She soon finds out after the army is dead and flees the people she loves who abandoned her long ago. Akilara soon ends up in the kahona hospital and soon the fifth hokage(lady tsunade) questions her but finds that akilara will not defend her innocence and is willing to embrace death with open arms. she feels she has nothing worth living for. Tsunade scheduals a trial for her in three weeks and if found guilty will die the day after. Gaara is asked to watch over her as he sees more of her personality and own fighting reflexes and preferences does he notice that she likes to be on the defensive. Is Akilara willing to open up and tell gaara her side of what really happened or say nothing and die. This story is a romance and I think would be good as a friendship story aswell. Rated M for later on in the story.

I Could Never Fear You

Belle is a seemingly normal girl, but on her first day of highschool she catches the eye of the emotionless Gaara. She's all alone as her father is away for a while setting up his buisness in an ally village. Belle is innocent and unafraid of Gaara. Gaara soon feels strangely towards the girl and wonders what is going on with him and why the Shukaku likes her as well!! Somehow friendship blooms between them and maybe something else. Gaara soon finds himself acting possessive and protective of Belle from other males, as well as vicious fangirls and all sorts of threats, including Saskue. Soon he realizess that she isn't all what she seems. Her abilities astound yet she cannot bring herself to fight. Her past a mystery as events cause her to reveal it to Gaara piece by piece, reflecting a similar one to his own, yet totally different. All of this bringing them closer until an event seperates them, both their hearts breaking. Belle maybe the first to realize her feelings for her red headed friend or the meaning of his touch. Where it takes Gaara a while and what Belle's almost death to realize it?? Like my other story it's romance and possibly friendship as well. Rated M for later and I'm not going to tell you what I have in store!!