Calm Wind here I very soon probably Monday I will have a new chapter of Dreams and Behind Broken Lies up. Here is my actually fifth fic that I written I just found this on my computer and so here you are. I wrote this while I was sick with a fever of 101! Whoo! Well you all know the drill here.
Disclamer: I do not own any anime.
Warnings: None that I can think of.
Courage.
A word, a discription.
Courage is/was something I never had nor something I could attain with hard work.
Courage isn't in my vocablary.
Courgae ins't in me, it doesn't belong to me.
I just watched from afar.
Afriad and cowardly are the words everyone I've known told me or thought of me.
Only twice in my life did I meet someone who just accepted who I was and never ask more out of me.
The first person was my mother who died because of my sister.
If my sister was never born at least I would have My mother still at my side today.
But she is no longer with me but I'm not sad yet.
At least my first friend was alive somewhere with Akatsuki.
Some nights I would see him and he would hold me tightly in his arms until the sun rose from its slumber.
Itachi my first friend,
My first lover.
The one who I gave my virginty to.
The one I would have given my life to.
The one who gave me the ticket to leave my home in search of something better.
The one who died for my and Izumi's freedom.
My teammates never asked but let me stay hidden.
Before I left my 'crush' saw me and told me to go to Suna.
Then I meet Gaara the one who holds me now.
I can be who I am in his arms too.
He'll protect me he has already showed me that he would.
He told me to stay and said that I was part of his family.
Now I'm happy.
Suna. It's my home now.
In the arms of a demon he rubs my fat stomache.
Triplets.
Tonight Gaara told that I had courage.
He was the first person in a long time to tell me that I was couragous.
Lighting strikes.
I hear footsteps running to our room.
Her eyes a darker shade of lavendar held fear.
She was afraid.
My daughter who looks like me and dosen't acts much like me.
But she acts like her father, Itachi.
In many we were the same and in a way were different.
I'm not sad that Itachi is gone now 'cause I have Izumi, Gaara and three on the way that will accept me for who I am.
I think I am truly happy.
Well what do you think? Need reviews! If you want me to contine this or update sooner on my other stories I need reveiwes. Not asking much if I get at least 2 reviews I will try to update with a new chapter within a week. Well until the next time. Peace out!