Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Chapter 4 and up will be typed as spaced.

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You regained your vision slowly as you woke up. You laid down on a mat, the ceiling of the current room looking like it was made of sand.

"Sand again?" you muttered. You looked to the left to find your cape hanging on a rack, then you turned to your right to find a blonde hair girl in the corner asleep in sitting position. 'Where am I?' you wondered. You sat up and the cover fell off your chest. A rag fell from your head. 'My body and arm is bandaged' you noticed. You stood up and grabbed your cape. As you put it on, you headed out the door and saw a lot of other sand-built houses. 'This must be the Sand Village' you figured, walking down the path. It was almost midnight and everyone was asleep.

"I wonder how I got here" you asked aloud. You walked around and found a park that was abandoned, and beside it was a building with a solid roof. On the roof, sat Gaara, staring at the moon with the gourd on his back. 'The boy who helped me' you remembered. You jumped up on the roof silently and stood on the opposite end from where he sat.

"Gaara"

He turned to you, a cold stare upon him, "Shouldn't you be resting at Temari's"

"I woke up and wanted to know where I was" you explained. "Shouldn't YOU be resting? It's pretty late"

"I cannot rest. He will wake up"

"Who's 'he'?" you asked, wondering what he meant.

"Shukaku" Gaara glared.

"Huh? Isn't that the Racoon Buuji?" you asked, shocked.

"I am his container in a way. As I sleep, he takes the opportunity to take over" Gaara sighed.

"How did he get inside of you?" you asked, worried. "Did Orochimaru do the same that he did to Sasuke to you"

"I was born a monster at birth. Right when I was born, my father-" Gaara paused as bloodshots appeared in his eyes. He started to grunt and hold his head, then started to scream.

"Gaara? What's wrong!" you demanded, standing up now and worried.

"Get away from him!" a boys voice called. A three eyed, six armed puppet came out of nowhere and closed you in it's body. "LET ME OUT!" you demanded, pissed now. As the body opened back up, you faced a boy who looked similar to Gaara, only he had brown hair, was taller, and had no symbol on his forehead.

"Whenever Gaara's eyes are like how they are now... your best at getting your distance from him" he explained.

"Who are you?" you asked. "I'm Kankuro, Gaara's brother." "Brother? What's wrong with Gaara?" you demanded, almost shouting.

"His head gets twisted when he thinks about his past, because he's never felt emotion other than hate and anger. His past he was lied to to think that he actually felt other emotion such as love. Shukaku takes that chance to try and get Gaara unconscious so he can come out" Kankuro explained. The blonde hair girl who you saw in the house came running up to you. She had four ponytails and a huge fan on her back.
"Kankuro, has Gaara-"

"Yeah, should we get Baki"

"Baki is on his own mission tonight, a lot of the other jonin are too, and the countries haven't found a new Kazekage yet" the girl explained.

"Well... go find someone who can help Temari!" Kankuro demanded. With that, the girl jumped off searching for help. Gaara stood on the roof, holding his head and screaming crazy.

"Temari. Who is she?" you asked.

"Gaara and I sister, what's your name since you keep askin ours" Kankuro questioned.

"I'm Mayu Yuzamei" you sighed. You looked back at Gaara to find that he stopped screaming and collapsed. Kankuro noticed too and ran straight to him, shaking him awake.

"Gaara! Gaara wake up damnit!" he demanded, shaking Gaara's body.

"...Kankuro...what the hell are you doing?" Gaara muttered. He stood up on his own and held his head.

"Gaara?" Kankuro asked.

"I'm going on a walk" Gaara snapped, and then jumped off. Temari ran back to you and Kankuro.

"Is he better? I couldn't find anyone who could help"

"He's normal, but he ran off" Kankuro sighed. You had no idea what was going on, but you were now sleepy some reason so you left with Temari back to the sand-built house.

"How can she sleep like that? It's too cramped..." Kankuro muttered.

"Well, she maybe flexiable, who knows" Temari replied.

This conversation woke you up. It was almost noon and you were now waking up in Temari's room. You wake to find Temari and Kankuro staring down at you, Kankuro with no emotion, Temari with her hands on her hips, fan on back.

"What day is it...?" you asked, rubbing your eyes and putting your hood back on over your head.

"You only slept for a day, but how do you sleep in such odd position" Kankuro replied.

"What? This?" you asked. You get back into your sleeping position. It was like a ball, your legs were folded up and you rested your head on your arms, laying on your side. Kankuro didn't reply, just gave you a weird glare. You got back up and stood, stretching.

"Gaara never came back?" you asked, upset now.

"He hasn't returned yet, but we still have to take you back to Konoha like he told us, we don't want to anger him" Temari explained.

"Oh!" you remembered, "What was wrong with him last night? he was screaming and looked like he was in pain"

"Let's just keep it to that, Gaara is mentally unstable" Kankuro sighed. You shot him a confused look.

"He had a very troubling past with our father and the village" Temari told you, her head down.

"Such as?" you wondered, thinking back to your past. You made an upsetting face from it.

"Well... here's the story" Temari began...

Gaara sat on the swing, toy bear in hand. The kids of the Sand Village played soccer, avoiding his contact. Gaara just sat on the swing, staring, wanting to play but knew he would be alone again.
"Shoot!" one of the kids yelled. Gaara looked up from the swing to find that one of the kids kicked the ball on a cliff. They all gathered around wondering how they'd get it down.

"What should we do"

"We can't use the wall climbing technique yet"

Then all the kids eyes widen. The ball floated down on a patch on sand and landed in Gaara's hands. The kids took a set back, staring in fear.

"You're..."

Gaara looked at the ball then to the group of kids. His expression was a sadden blank.

"Here..." he held out his arms to give the ball back.

"It's Gaara..." one of the girls mumbled.

"Gaara of the Sand" one of the boys finished. The kids stood for a moment, then panicked.

"Run!" The kids ran from Gaara in fear. Gaara's expression then switched to fear and shock. He raised one of his arms, "Wait! Don't leave me alone!" he begged. Sand rised from the ground and grabbed two of the six kids who ran. The sand wrapped around their body and dragged them back to Gaara.

"Help me!" the girl shouted. The boy who was caught clawed in the sand, trying to pull away. 'I... don't want to be alone anymore' Gaara cried in his mind. The sand rosed and got in a striking position.

"I..." Gaara started as the sand attacked.

"No!" the girl shouted as the sand attacked her.

The sand attacked but was interfeared by a tall man with short blonde hair. He had purple eyes and now a cut on the forehead and arm from the sand's attack.

"Gaara-sama, please, calm down!" the man begged, lowering his guard.

"Yashamaru..." Gaara whispered, staring at the man. Yashamaru stared back, upset almost. Gaara just lowered his head, staring at the ground as the wind blowed.

"Yashamaru was Gaara's uncle... he was ordered by our father, Kazekage, to take care of him" Temari explained.

"I see... so everyone avoided Gaara because of the sand power, because he couldn't control it?" you asked, a depressed expression.

"Yeah" Kankuro replied, standing against the wall.

"Yashamaru was also the only one who cared for him, besides you two, right?" you asked.

"Wrong" Temari snapped, "Yashamaru was a plain fake. Let me finish the story, you'll understand then." You nod and listen to Temari as she told the rest of the story of Gaara's unbelievable past.

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Chapter 4, hope you like! Pls review

Gaara: Yeah. Or I'll kill you.

Mayu: Don't go that crazy over the story Gaara!