A/N: I need to write another fic. With YASHAMARU in it.
Last night, on Cartoon Network (does my American-osity BURN YOU?) Haku died. I cried for like 40 minutes (sensitive...) and he was like my favorite character. And guess what? Yashamaru is my second favorite. So...splee, I guess. Italics are Gaara's thoughts.
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He wanted to end it. He wanted his life to be over. He didn't know why the other children hated him, or why it seemed even his own family was never there for him. His own father never cared, his mother was dead, his siblings feared and loathed him. It was only fitting that a bakemono would be overpowered by the hatred of the people and slain...
"Gaara-kun?" Yashamaru...
Finally, a kind, welcoming voice, his uncle Yashamaru. Someone who actually cared for him. The only real friend he had - if the man could be called a friend. A guardian, yes, but not a friend. I have no friends...
Gaara looked up from the kunai knife he held in his hand, pudgy 5 year old fingers wrapped around the handle as he studied the blade. He looked up at his uncle with a tear stained face. "I don't want to live." He whispered. I just want a quick death, Yashamaru. Understand...
"Why?" That was what Gaara loved about Yashamaru. He tried to understand him. He didn't tell him he was right or wrong, he accepted every decision Gaara made. He wants the best for me.
"Because nobody loves me." Gaara whispered. "Why do the children hate me, Uncle Yashamaru? Why doesn't anyone else want to be my friend?" Will you be my friend?
"It may be hard to understand now." Yashamaru began, sitting next to the redhead on his bed. "But some people don't like things they don't understand. You're different then they are, Gaara. You may be different, but remember that you're still loved. I love you..." I...am loved?
The blonde man reached out his arms, pulling Gaara into his lap and embracing him. "Hey Uncle Yashamaru?" I think I feel it...
"Yes?" Yashamaru answered his nephew. Love...
"I feel it. I can feel that you love me." Gaara took his uncle's hand, placing it over his heart. "I feel it right here. And you know what? I love you too!" I am finally loved.
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A/N: It was short, I admit. But I should still get points for originality, I think - LOL. Now let's go write a fic where Sasuke realizes his love for Sakura and comes crawling back after a major rejection! YAY! LOL
