All I Ever Wanted Was Love

That I Wanted To Say

"What's going on?"

Yoshiko sat on her bed, confused as the elders and the Kazekage poured into her room.

"Yoshiko-dono…"

She looked up at Reiko as he came forward from the group, with the Kazekage following behind him holding…

'A necklace?'

It was a necklace with a thin chain with a sapphire orb as its pendant.

'It's glowing…' she noted.

Suddenly, two elder came forth as they took a hold of her arms. Her teddy bear fell from her arms onto the tear-stained silk blankets.

"Kume-jii-san? Hana-jii-san?" she asked, confused and now terrified.

"What are you doing?" Tears formed in her brown eyes, "Why are you doing this?"

Reiko stood to the side of her bed as the Kazekage stood before her, holding out the necklace.

"This is goodbye, Yoshiko-dono."

"Rei-?"

A sharp pain erupted from within her as the Kazekage shoved the necklace onto her chest.

Her world went dark.

Gaara couldn't listen anymore.

It couldn't be true… how could the tale of these two little girls really be Kisa?

It couldn't be true.

Not only… his father was the one…

'Just like how he created me… he creates another person through the same way.'

His thoughts were clouded with bitterness.

Baki stood.

"It's about time we started heading back to the Sand…"

Gaara looked at him.

"We're not going," he simply stated.

"I figured that you'd say something like that- but it's not the point now," Baki said, looking towards the figure lying on the bed, "Something went wrong with the process of sealing Kisa's soul into Yokshiko's body. Your father is dead. And now the seal is weakening. She needs to go back."

"I said, we're not going," Gaara stated, ignoring the fact that his father was now gone.

Baki smirked at him; he knew that he'd be indifferent about his father's death.

"And what makes you think that you'd be able to save her once everything goes wrong?"

Gaara could only glare at him.

A young Gaara sat in a chair playing with his teddy bear.

It was really boring here in the building of the Kazekage's office. But Yashamaru had brought him here since he had business here today.

Gaara looked down at his teddy bear- he was his only companion.

Suddenly, a loud shuffling of feet came from outside the room Gaara was in.

He turned to look, just in time to catch a glimpse of his father walk by, followed by a bunch of old people.

'Carrying a girl on a stretcher?'

She looked no older than himself.

Gaara jumped off the chair- Yashamaru wouldn't miss him, he had a lot of stuff on his hands.

Scurrying, he followed the procession down the hallway. (AN: teehee. Gaara scurries!)

When he reached the place they had taken the girl, he saw the elders and his father conversing in low tones in front of the door. The elders and his father then departed, both going their own ways.

The coast was clear, and Gaara's curiosity was overwhelming as he approached the door.

'Was the girl dead? Was she hurt? What was she doing here?'

Gaara knew that the Kazekage's office was no place for children. Not even Kankuro-nii-san or even Temari-nee-san were allowed to come here.

Suddenly, a cry came from inside the door.

Gaara jumped back.

'Well... the girl is alive…'

He listened cautiously and softly tapped on the door.

Silence came from the wood.

Now, he was as annoyed as he was confused and reached for the door handle.

"You shouldn't be here."

Gaara jumped and almost screamed.

Yashamaru stood behind him holding out his teddy bear.

"You left this in the room, and I had to come find you."

"G-Gomen, Yashamaru…"

The young man only smiled and took the boy's hand as he led him away from the door.