Hate Me

A Naruto fan-fiction

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Interlude of the Senses: Piece 6

He walked, his feet almost dragging. His eyes were glazed, and his senses blunted. Every ounce of luck he had was being used as he walked, for it was taking many miracles that he was not being found in this state. There were so many that wanted him in a grave, dead and gone forever. Revenge was a daily battle for countless beings against him, and he was always able to beat them back.

Not today, or two days before that.

The nightmares had been coming for two weeks now, plaguing him like cancer, infesting his mind, infecting his body. Despite the fact that they were nightmares, when he awoke from them, he bore wounds…all of them coming from that dream. He got burns and wide cuts; one got infected and was now purple. Only in his nightmares was he struck. Only in his nightmares were his enemies the ones he had hoped for, ones that could kill him; but he killed them instead. Nothing they did could change his path or mind! A scream, cries, pleads and the airs of despair were nothing but something to feed off of…an adrenaline push.

Sometimes, he didn't even need to command his body. It just did it…even if he didn't want to. Even if the children before him were already suffering enough, he would kill them without remorse. Was this his journey, to kill in search of this thing he wanted?

Wasn't this the opposite of what he wanted to dearly? Yes…it was. But he couldn't stop…he couldn't stop it…and when he awoke, the blood coated his hands and tainted his shirt and dotted his gourd. Every time…but he didn't know it was waking…he thought he was awake all the time…not dreaming as he walked. He thought it was real.

The dreams were more than tearing his mind apart, but his body also suffered.

Because what only the ninja in the bushes knew, was that Gaara was covered in his own blood…

Not the blood of his dreamed victims, but his own. The wounds he bore he gave himself…because the hidden ninja's technique was one that would make him suffer.

His goal was the death of the sand ninja, by the utmost painful way of all.

Suicide.