Note for ye people: This is not as irrelevant.

Song of the fic: When I say shotgun you say wedding, shotgun wedding, shotgun wedding…

--- Panic! At the disco

--- Time to Dance

Chapter Five: Hate Father and Son

I walked out onto the streets to hear the laughter of children as they scrambled house-to-house collecting candy and granola bars. Kids these days, all they do get things to rot their teeth and minds. Maybe I have grown up too fast after all. I went in front of a huge mansion that was having a trick-or-treat party. They let complete strangers come in their house and get drinks and candy. I walked up to it to see what was so great about what their giving out in contrast to what everyone else was. I walked up to see two familiar faces.

"Kankuro, Temari. What are you doing?" I asked walking up to them.

Kankuro and Temari are my siblings. Kankuro is fourteen and Temari is fifteen. Even though they are my older brother and sister, I think them more as mere hulls of flesh connected by hatred and murderous intent. They were dressed in their ninja outfits complete with our village symbol.

"Degrading. Simply degrading." I said shaking my head.

"Oh c'mon Gaara. Don't be a stick in the mud. Loosen up and have some fun every once in a while." Kankuro suggested.

"A stick? What exactly is a stick in the mud?" I asked in curiosity.

"A twig." Temari answered for him.

"Where have you been all day? We all got worried. Temari and I had to assure dad that you would come home."

My eyes got huge when they mention the Kazekage. They don't know about the highly skilled assassins he sent after me. When I was six Kazekage thought I was becoming too dangerous once I killed a man who passed me on the street. He started sending assassins to kill me off but the attempt failed and later ninjas were sent, all who were killed by my hands. I don't think they have the right to know.

"I bet he wasn't that worried." I said playing off a fake smile.

"He was though. He said he didn't want you out by yourself." Temari reassured.

"Doesn't mean he was worried... I think he was just curious." I replied

"Who knows what he's thinking, all that matters is that you're ok." Kankuro added.

"I guess you're right about that much." I said.

"Wanna stay with us for a while? You should act like you're twelve for once, not twenty four." Kankuro suggested.

"Fine… I'll stay." I said.

"Well you need a costume first." Temari added.

"Alright, it's only eight. I'll run back to the house and put my ninja outfit on too." I said walking away.

I wouldn't return and they already knew it when I walked away. I'd make it up to them later. I ran home to see the Kazekage sitting on the porch. I completely froze when our eyes met. A feeling I knew only when I looked at him ran threw my veins throughout my entire body. Kazekage looked at me in fear as my eyes went into more of a glare.

"Do you have anything to say about why you didn't come home?" he asked me.

"I hate you so much." I replied looking at my gourd by his hands.

"You made this gourd out of sand and the blood of your victims. Why would you carry this thing around if you turned over a new leaf like you said?"

"Were did you get that?" I asked walking a little towards him.

"A friend of yours brought it by. He said you took off and left it."

"Just give me my gourd Kazekage."

"I'm your father. Why can't you address me as that?"

"A father doesn't try to kill their child. A father doesn't hate his son. You are not fit to be a father than I'm fit to be an angle!"

"Hmph. Is this the thanks I get for raising you?"

"Shukaku hasn't killed you yet. That should be thanks enough." I said snatching the gourd from his hands.

"What have you become?"

"Exactly what you made me." I walked into my room and put my gourd around my back.

Shukaku is my inner demon. When in battle, if at all needed, I can use a sleep spell that would allow Shukaku to fight. But, I will not sleep or I would loose control. I think that is why I can't stop killing, a blood thirst that will never be satisfied. I scare my brother and my sister. Even in the Chunin exams, I killed a boy to take the teams scroll. His other team members begged for their lives when they threw me the scroll. Temari and Kankuro told me to let them go, that we had what we needed to pass but I could not. They were there; they were pitiful and they were a perfect target. I used Desert Coffin and Desert Funeral on them. Another pointless kill. Kankuro yelled at me, I told him that I would kill him if he ever stood in my way again. Temari was even frightened, although she is three years older than I am.

"I'm leaving!" I yelled down the hall.

"Were are you going!" Kazekage yelled back walking towards me.

"Where ever I feel like going." I turned towards him.

"Not with that gourd. It stays here." He put his hand out to retrieve it.

"If you want to keep that hand of yours Kazekage, I would stay out of my way."

This is just to show some of the tension between Gaara and his father. A question for the readers though, what's Gaara's father's name? I tried looking it up but they only call him "Fourth Kazekage" XD Life's too difficult.