My first ever Naruto fanfic Hope you all enjoy it. English is not my first language so there may be some errors.
Comments are welcome and critique too ( if constructive ), but please, no flames.
I don't own anything related to Naruto ( I wish… )
R rated, GaaNaru, slight AU, shonen-ai
Forgiving
Even the most warm, yellowish ray the moon could shed failed to clearly light the darkness of the shadows who haunted bellow. If there were someone who could understand the twisted patterns and humanized forms of demons shaped against the cold stone, it was him. Darkness haunted him too, every day, minute and even second of a miserable existence. Emotionless, he still stood engulfed by the devious hunters, eyes close but not asleep, never asleep.
Demons do take your sanity away. He could be a killer, murderer, assassin, but behind the huge mask of freezing ice walls, he could feel.
The blood dripping out of still hot bodies, the puddle of sand and blood on the floor, the guilt that assaulted him every time his demon crushed the enemies to a pile of broken bones and thick vermillion liquid.
A glimpse of weak light, fading away the next moment was enough to make his sharp obsidian green eyes snap open. Na attack was not expected and not wanted but his trained mind was more than ready to kill, above anything else. Before anything could be done by him to counter , a gold haired boy stepped out of shadows, almost lazily and looked up to the blackened starry sky. Blue eyes stared, full of emotions. Fear, maybe but also a so great light shined in them that even the mightiest shadow did not approach.
Sometimes we don't seem to understand that masks are everywhere, everyone wears them and everyone can change if forgiven, the question is, can we forgive?
"I forgive you, you know…"
The soft voice soared nervously trough the air and a hand was raised to the sky, as if the blond boy wanted to catch the unattainable, a brilliant star, and trying to change what cannot be changed.
The other, still hid in darkness, waited, at the same time wishing the blond was not there and that he stayed.
"Gaara…"
So Gaara fell to his knees and stayed quiet for what seemed hours to him, but could have been only a few seconds. Why? Least of all people, he didn't deserve to be forgiven, to be saved. All the nightmares he didn't have but that he could feel. Definitely he did not deserve this. Walking away again was the only option for someone whose all life been suffering.
But now a light was by his side and he could not just bring himself to make it go away. These mesmerizing blue eyes hypnotized his mind, the soft touch upon his pale skin made him shiver at first but crave for more at the same time. What was this strange ache inside? Not the usual devious pain but something that made all his fears and doubts go away.
Love?
Wasn't he fated to love only himself?
Fated? Maybe, but Gaara himself didn't believe he could change any longer from the monster everyone else saw in him. Maybe that monster was weakened, maybe it didn't exist anymore, them why did they all refuse to acknowledge him?
"Naruto…"
He tried to whisper to the one who had truly changed his life, but only a low moan came out his throat when very softly, lips where placed upon his own. Blocking darkness away.
End
Fin
Hope you enjoyed it!
I don't think this will be continued, but I may…
Thanks for reading!
