Gaara stood at the top of the hill. His mind traced back on the past four years. "Hey Gaara!" His 'Friend' (actually more of a follower) called out as he ran over. "Guess what!" Gaara turned to his 'Friend'. "What is it Zettaireido?" "We found out something about Yashamaru-san…" Zettaireido put his hands on his knees and panted. "What?' Gaara asked making it sound a bit like a warning. Zettaireido stood up completely and sighed, "Okay, remember how he was in the hospital a while back? It ends up that he did have the illness. BUT it was minor at the time. As time passed it gotten more and more deadly." Gaara nodded he knew that. Zettaireido sighed and took two steps back away from Gaara. "Good news is he's cured! Bad news is he has…Amnesia. See, the cure tends to do that, yeah." Gaara stormed past Zettaireido and straight home, being his follower Zettaireido well, followed. "Aunt Yashamaru!" Gaara yelled as he busted into Yashamaru's room. Yashamaru was lying in his bed. "Huh? Who are you…?" Yashamaru sat up. Gaara sat on the bed next to his uncle. "You've forgotten me…?" Gaara put his hand on Yashamaru's forehead then he glared at Zettaireido. Of course that was a sign for him to leave and so he did.
"Yashamaru…" Gaara leaned over and kissed his uncle's forehead. Yashamaru smiled. Gaara sighed and took his hand off of his uncle's head. Yashamaru's smile brightened, "No seriously, who are you?" Gaara stood up and walked out the room. Yashamaru sighed. "That doesn't answer my question...some reason, I'm in the mood for some fruit." As soon as Gaara walked out the room door he saw his brother and sister looking down at him. "What do you two want?" Gaara asked, annoyed. Kankuro chuckled. "We know what you want to do…" Temari smirked. "Go in there little bro and repaint his whole life for him. Tell him only what you want him to remember." Gaara blushed. Temari pushed Gaara back into Yashamaru's room. Temari closed the door only to press her ear against it. Zettaireido (Evil person! You raided the refrigerator!) came running over and pressed his ear against it too. Kankuro scoffed, "You shouldn't invade people's privacy." Temari replied by saying, "Gaara is technically half person half demon so shut up." Kankuro shrugged and pressed his ear against the door of easily eavesdropping!
"Uh…" Gaara said as he stood back against the door blushing. Yashamaru giggled, "Come! Sit next to me!" Gaara did as his uncle said. "What's your name?" Yashamaru asked. Gaara looked down at his feet. "Gaara. What's yours?" "I don't know." "It's Yashamaru." "Huh?" "Your name...It's Yashamaru." Yashamaru smiled, "Really? Thanks for letting me know. So Gaaaaaaaaaara! What do you people do for gun around here?" "You people?" "Yeah! There was a girl and a guy in here earlier." "The girl was probably Temari and the guy was most likely Kankuro or Zettaireido." "Well, they were nice…except…there was another guy that came in here and he was really really mean." "That was probably my father you guys don't really get along." "Oh. Well, you're nice Gaaaaaaaaaara! Hee, hee." "Why do you keep saying that?" "What Gaaaaaaaaaara!" "Yeah." "Because I loooooooooove your name! Gaaaaaaaaaara!" "Whatever…hey, you really don't remember anything do you?" Yashamaru shook his head. "Will you remind me?" The sun shined on Yashamaru's face from the window. Yashamaru's smile was bright and warm. Gaara sighed.
Gaara said, "Well…my mother was…your best friend…in a way…you might say that. She died though." "Aw, that's sad." Yashamaru said with a frown. "Yeah. Well um, you and me are great friends! And uh, we used to go to this meadow that was secret and we'd have lots of fun and my brother and sister would come too and my father is trying to kill you and me but I'd save us and we lost the meadow one day and you got drunk a couple of times and we have this hill now and I used have a bird in the meadow but it was killed by a fox and you would always comfort me in bad times and you got ill and then you got amnesia and you're really caring and kind and you can make people…me smile all the time…just like your sister and…" Yashamaru blinked in confusion for a couple of seconds. "You said…" Gaara continued. "You said…you told me that you loved me. I'm not sure if you still do." "I dunno!" Yashamaru shouted. He jumped out the bed. "Hooray! I was so bored just sitting there! C'mon Gaara lets go do something that might bring back all my memory!" Yashamaru grabbed Gaara's hand.
First Gaara brought Yashamaru to the bar where he had usually got drunk. "Ah! This sorta rings a bell! Hmmm, Oh! I remember I had friends here! Yeah! Seven of'em!" Well, it may not have been that good of a memory but at least it was something? What Gaara really couldn't wait for was bringing his uncle to the meadow one more time, but he wanted to show that last. He knew it was going to be a great experience for his uncle, though getting through would be hard since Gaara's father had the place surrounded ever since that one time when he was eight now whenever they tried to go there they would just be told they weren't allowed in. Gaara after studying the place for a while found a way around them. And Gaara couldn't wait to show his uncle how beautiful the meadow was…
Gaara then dragged his uncle to the cave that Gaara and Kankuro and Temari hid in years ago. "Do you remember this place?" Gaara asked turning to his uncle. There was a pause. Yashamaru's eyes widened. " Aaaaaaaaaaah!" Yashamaru fell knees to his knees. "I…killed him…" Yashamaru said tears forming in his eyes. "This is the place where I killed him." "Who?" Kazekage asked as he walked over. "Father!" Gaara shouted as his father pushed him out the way and kneeled to Yashamaru. "You regret it don't you?" Yashamaru felt a horrible memory blast back to him. "Yes." Kazekage chuckled, "Mad you cant turn back the hands of time? Do you remember how you chose to have killed him rather than a wretched little boy?" Yashamaru shook his head. "I know of no wretched boy you speak of. I know of a wretched man though and he's standing right next to me." Yashamaru wiped his tears. Kazekage grabbed Yashamaru's hair. "It hasn't been fun having you alive, Yashamaru, time to say goodbye."
Sand then began to wrap around the Kazekage. "What the…?" Gaara glared at his father. "I won't kill you only because I have more important things to do. NOW GO AWAY." The Kazekage let go of Yashamaru's hair. "Pfft." He scoffed as the sand went back into the gourd on Gaara's back. Kazekage walked off, nose high. "You'll regret this Gaara." Gaara scoffed then ran to his uncle's side. "What is it Yashamaru? You killed who why were they so important?" "Because I loved him…" Gaara flinched. "You…" "He…was my secret love." Yashamaru smiled sweetly. "He worked at a store where they sold fruit and he would talk to me. He was kind and his smile was bright and his hair gave this beautiful shine and…I loved him. But he didn't know I did…one day I offered him some juice and he suddenly got angry I don't think he liked me much he must've found me annoying. But, I enjoyed it when he did smile.
"When he died…that was when I last saw his smile. And I miss it dearly. His named was Egaosenryou and I guess somehow that man found out about how I cared for him and sent him out of all people to come and…do something…Al I know is that I killed the one I love." Gaara frowned. Does he still love him…? "Lets go." He said as he helped his uncle of his knees and they walked to the hill. "Wow." Yashamaru said without much expression. "It's beautiful…" He said staring at the sunset. Gaara smirked. "There's better." "But this brings back a memory. I remember…how much…I really care for you Gaara!" Yashamaru giggled. Gaara would always remember how much he cared for Yashamaru even if he did have amnesia. Gaara grabbed Yashamaru's hand. "Come." Gaara walked with his uncle through the most uncomfortable places. Thorns, leaves and branches were everywhere. Gaara had made the both of them get on the ground and crawl. "Ow!" Yashamaru cried out and put his finger in his mouth tasting the blood. "Shh!" Gaara said. They began to walk again as they were walking Yashamaru attempted to fix his hair. "Man, oh, man. My hair. It's all cracked up." "Shut up." "Hmph." Then they entered a wonderful place. There were flowers blooming everywhere, the moon cast the perfect shine on them too.
There were trees boarding this beautiful place. In a tree branch that looked oh so familiar was a nest with three birds lying asleep inside and a larger bird asleep nearby. I wonder who that could possibly be? Gaara thought. "Yashako, she's dead so…?" Gaara looked around there were two more nests that were exactly like the first one he saw. "They all made it…" Gaara whispered to himself. Yashamaru squealed and let his body fall to the ground he got dirt on him but he didn't care he was already covered. "Gaara! This brings back so many memories! Yashako! Your siblings! What's your father like and his goals! Everything! Everything happened here! It all tells a story! Each flower and bug and tree has a story to tell that somehow leads back to us! It's amazing!" Gaara smiled as his uncle continued to squeal about how great this place was. Then Yashamaru closed his eyes and yawned. "Gaara…" Gaara's face turned red as he lay next to his uncle in the grass. The moon shined on the both of them. Gaara wrapped his arms around his uncle. Warm… Gaara thought. Sand curled around the both of them. There to be no surprise attacks by his father while his uncle was sleeping. Gaara slowly closed his eyes and snuggled with his uncle. Yashamaru giggled, "I love you…" Gaara's eyes shot open.
END OF CHAPTER 4