Summary: Continuing onwards…Someone is here to lend an ear…
-He began to sob quietly.
-Don't talk…don't speak…just stay…enjoy the silence…
-That was what he would've said if someone was here.
-The reason why I'm alone…is because I have no choice but to be…
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Both hands were now pulling on his blood red hair. The pain from the pulling was nothing compared to his inner conflict with himself.
"Why?" he spoke softly because he knew no-one would hear him. No-one would want to help him. He was deserted, isolated from the whole village.
Temari, she cared for him, and also feared him…Kankurou…he just feared him…
He felt someone come closer, it was weak…insignificant. Like him…
The sand didn't even bother to shift, didn't bother to protect him. Even IT knew he could defend himself from a weakling such as this one.
But he never expected the person to be a girl. She spoke.
"Why are you crying?" she stood just inches away from him looking at him with a concerned face.
He looked up, surprised to see a pink haired girl. The one he tried to kill during the chounin exams. That was over a year ago now.
"You don't care…now leave me…" in truth, he wanted her to stay but he didn't want pity, he wanted love.
"Of course I care…" she took a step closer, but he didn't move.
"I tried to kill you…leave me before I actually do…" he didn't mean it, but it just came out naturally.
"I know you won't do that." Her voice was filled with sympathy, it made him feel more at ease.
"Fine…stay if you want…it's not my fault if I end up killing you…" He made no move to do anything or go anywhere so she sat down beside him, over-looking the entire village.
How can she trust me after what I've done…
His mind was once again in conflict, her coming was just a mere distraction from the pain.
They had been silent for a while now, staring out into the horizon. He watched her from the corner of his eye, she looked pretty in the sunset. His hands clutched onto his head hoping it would numb the pain but it didn't.
She never spoke, but instead she sang. He's never heard of it before but it was soothing. It made him feel more relaxed.
Souda daiji na mono wa itsumo
Katachi no nai mono dake
Te ni iretemo nakushitemo
Kizukanumama
Sousa kanashimi wo yasashisa ni
Jibun rashisa wo chikara ni
Mayoinagarademo ii arukidashite
Mou ikkai mou ikkai
(A/N: This is the opening song for Naruto! I think it's the…um…third opening? I'm not sure but I think that's it anyway. It's so nice! It's even got Gaara in it! Cool neh! That's probably why I decided to use this song instead.)
"I'm sorry…I must have zoned out, I'm a horrible singer." She turned to look at him while smiling.
He was taken aback by the fact that she apologized to him, but didn't show it.
"No…" he gently shook his head.
"Really? That's good." She was still smiling at him.
She has a beautiful smile…
"Continue…" it was more of a demand than a request, but she still sang.
"I'll sing a different one this time." She faced the sunset in the distance then began to sing again. And as she did, he pondered over the words she sang.
Nee kikoe masu ka?
I can hear you...
Sora wa hate shinaku aoku sunde ite
Umi wa kagiri naku koudai de ite
Kimi wa itsumade mo egao de ite janai to nai chau kara
Why would you cry for me?
Mawari o mimawasa naku temo mou iin da yo
Kono te no naka ni wa minna ga iru kara
I've only had blood on my hands…
Naki taku natte nige taku natte
Shiawase o wasure teu shimatta ra mina utae
Hikari ga umare yami ga umare ta futatsu wa hitotsu
Harumonia kanji te terepashii
I don't feel…
Nee kikoe masu ka?
(A/N: This is the…second ending to the Naruto series! It's one of my favorites! It somewhat relates to him in a way…Ponder on it all you want…Oh yea…if you don't really get it…Gaara's thoughts relate to the English version of the song or the Japanese or…both…Anyways…go find the translations so you can understand it a bit better neh?)
Once she was finished, he wanted to tell her to sing something else, because it provided him relief from his pain. But then, he realized what she was doing. What she might be doing to him.
Yashamaru…
He had a brief flashback of the assassination attempt by Yashamaru, the night when he was betrayed, the night when he felt emotional and physical pain. The 'Love' tattoo was carved onto his forehead.
He began to take gasping breaths, as if someone was suffocating him. His heart was starting to hurt.
"What's wrong?" she faced him with a worried look.
"Shut up…" he growled back at her.
"Huh?" she seemed upset at his sudden change and almost frightened.
"I said shut up!" his hands gripped on his head agonizingly.
"What's wrong? I don't understand." She came closer to him only to be pushed back.
"Get away from me!" he abruptly got up and staggered backwards unsure of what to do.
She stared at his shaking form, feeling sorry for him. She didn't want to be afraid of him, no matter how many times her mind screamed for her to run. She came closer, taking little steps at a time.
"No! I said get away from me!" his hand came up as if to protect himself from her, as if to put up a barrier around him. Sand began to shift violently under his feet, agitated movements showed that it was ready to attack at any given moment.
"I won't hurt you…" she spoke softly, slowly closing the gap between the two. He continued to walk unsteadily away from her with his hand still up to put more distance between them.
"I promise." She stopped coming towards him and stretched her arms out, to show that she won't force him into doing something that he didn't want to do. He was confused, even more so now. There, in front of him stood the girl he once tried to kill, instead of running away like everybody else, she was offering him comfort and support.
"Why?" his voice was filled with confusion and hurt.
"Because…" her arms still stretched out while his hand slowly dropped to his sides. He was silent, waiting for her to answer.
"Because Naruto told me about you." His eyes widened for a brief moment, but turned into a glare.
"Then you should be afraid of me. Why are you still here!" he sounded hurt but angry at the same time.
"At first I was, but I realized that you were just misunderstood…" her stretched arms were unmoving.
He lowered his head, mulling over the words she just spoke. The sand under him had calmed down.
She knows…yet she doesn't run…Should I trust her? Only to be betrayed again? No…I can't…Not again…
"I won't hurt you…I promise." She repeated the words again, softer with more feeling.
In spite of what his mind told him, his body slowly inched forward. He noticed that he was a head taller than her. Arms embraced him and all of a sudden, he felt warmer. He wasn't alone anymore. He buried his face in her long pink hair, both of his hands slowly rising then holding onto her waist.
"Why don't you run away like everybody else?" he spoke after along silence, both still holding onto each other.
"Do you want me to run?" she felt him tremble a little bit.
"…no…" almost a whisper (A/N: Hint hint! That's a good story! Read it if you know what I mean. Sorry for spoiling the mood…)
"Then I won't run…" she could feel his grip on her waist grow tighter, but it wasn't painful. The continued to stay like that up until someone came closer.
"Hey! Funny seeing you guys here!" a blonde loud mouth boy approached them with both hands behind his head, grinning his stupid grin.
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That's all for now…Till next time! Not much romance now I don't think but I'll try to make it more fluffy! Heehehehehee!
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