A/N: Wow...never expected this many reviews. Alright my peeps, I'll be continuing it as long as I know that you people still review stuff like this. If I know that, then I'll have motivation at least. To you few out there who say somethings about the future stuff with this story, I'll go ahead and tell you, when I patched this up originally, there is their childhood and later parts outside of the Sand Village where they're all grown and the other Naruto characters are there too so yeah. But it's a tradgedy and drama all the way. Enjoy this chapter and keep on reviewing. I'm trying to squeeze as much as I can into one chapter so I'm doing my best. I don't own Naruto. That's about it.

Upon mid-day, the two toddlers had wandered off to the more 'deserted' areas of the Sand Village. Gaara always was holding Mia's hand and just didn't seem to want to let go, the fear of having her snatched away from him clung to his mind and made his heart ache with intensity. It was as if from dawn to dusk the two had never been parted, not once. It was sweet in some ways.

"Gaara-san?" Mia would ask, walking about with Gaara's fingers tightly wrapped around her bandaged digits.

The scarlet haired toddler looked towards her, his pale, fragile form stopping as she did seem to do as well. "What is it...Mia-san?" The girl only looked at him before turning to look over her shoulders, her large turtle necked muffler making it rather hard for her to do so without adjusting her position. The lilacs silks would protect her from the raging sands beneath them as the winds began to grow cold and harsh.

"Big brother...he's probably looking for me now. I promised him I'd be home for supper..." Turning back towards Gaara, only to find the young boy shaking and only holding her hand tighter. "I don't think I could miss that...or else he'll come looking for me... I already think he is."

Gaara threw his arms around Mia and shook his head the moment after her mouth had closed and words stopped pouring from her tender lips. "But that would mean we'll be seperated! I don't want to be alone! I don't want to leave you alone! Especially not with them!" The sands around them began to tower, slowly covering them from the outside world. It was as if they would be trapped in a cocoon together.

The small girl seemed to know exactly what to do though. She tookGaara's hands from around her and put it over her chest, allowing him to feel the rythm of her heart. "Gaara-san, as long as you feel this, know this," She placed her left hand over his heart and in the darkness of the cocoon, smiled. "and as long as I feel, know, and see that this is there, we'll never be alone." The sands fell and the boy stood there, pausing for moments alone. He looked at her smiling face and began to smile as well, wiping away those built up tears.

"O-Okay..." Was the last thing said before Mia took him into an embrace. He could feel her burrying her face into his chest. It felt good.

"Come with me...?"

"B-But your b-b-brother--"

"I don't care."

"Wh-What abotu M-Min--"

"Let her feel what she wants to feel... I only care what you feel. We're friends...and I want to make sure you're happy. When I see you smile, I smile. When I see you cry, I cry. You're my precious person..." Gaara's heart would throb as he heard her last words. Thos feeling...what was it?

'Precious person...precious person...I'm her precious person...? ...I...I...I have a precious person now too...' Gaara began to cry as he held onto her tightly, crying as he placed his right hand behind her head, keeping her close to him. The sand would not react to her unless he wanted her close or willed it so. He did not want it to stir. Why was it only now that it would listen to him? He would not deal with it now. No.

"I...I'll go..." He smiled down at her and she smiled back. He wanted to see her always smiling. Everytime he was with her, he felt that way. Why? Was this...l-love?

The two later strided over to where Mia's house was. Gaara was rather surprised when he figured out that her home seemed to be close to the area where they first met. Upon reaching her house, it seemed small though compared to Gaara's home. Mia took hold of the handle in her rather small hands then pushed the door open. It was dark inside.

"Oh...brother must be out lookign for me then." Mia smiled at Gaara and motioned for him to come inside which he did. Mia ran over towards the light switch and turned it on. The boy had a chance to see her house from the inside. It was nothign special at all, but it reminded him of his home. He could see a staricase, meaning a second floor obviously. There was a living room and a dining room along with a kitchen.

Mia looked towards Gaara and smiled. She took his hand after they had removed their shoes and she led him into the dining area. "Hungry?"

He looked at her, a bit puzzled before timidly nodding. "Oh...y-yes...s-sort o-of..." He would blush, seeing her laugh at his response. Looking at her fiddle with her hands, but soon figuring out that it was just her bandages. "Wh-What are you...?"

"At home, I'm allowed to take off these things... Mostly when it's just the family. When they get here I'll put it back on." She smiled at him. She didn't seem to worried about him seeing her big 'secret' at all. Upon removing her bandages, Gaara was shocked.

"Your arms...they're..."

"I know." Mia shrugge dher shoulders and then moved her long sleeves from her arm and showed it to him a bit mroe carefully. They looked completely normal. Nothing out of the ordinary. Her complexion almost seemed flawless to.

"But why does--"

"It concerns my moods...a-and the condition...of my body..." She trailed off and shook her head. "I-It doesn't matter..." He heard stuttering...why? "I can go prepare some noodles. There are a couple leftovers in the fridge if you want."

"Oh...n-noodles sound fine..." Was his response before she seemed to beam out at him and trot off to the kitchen. Later on, he forgot if he should offer some help, so he stood and moved over towards the kitchen. Upon entering, he saw Mia on one of the counters and trying to reach a pan at the top. "Mia?"

Startled, she lost balance and began to fall backwards and towards the floor. Right before she made contact with it, the sand immediately burst through the windows and then cushioned her fall, sheilding her from most of the damage. The impact on the sand was still hard, especially since she landed on her right shoulder.

Gaara rushed to her side, a worried expression completely as she seemed curled up in pain. "Mia! Mia! Are you alright!" He began to shout and turned her over. He held her close and looked towards the hand over her shoulder which seemed to be trying to relieave her from some pain. He didn't know what to do! He could see some blood on the floor but sand just covered it up. He seemed to shake as he held her close. Could she have...still...received damage? Was she that fragile? "M-Mia? R-Remove your h-hand..." He tried to push her hand away then gazed at the blood soaked cloth over her shoulder and trembled.

Lifting her sleeve as quickly as possible to try and inspect the wound, he gasped. Her arm! It seemed to...to...b-bubble? nderneath her skin, it was as if something was alive! Something small tried to push through it seemed...something trying to break through her skin. Around her wound, he could see the skin moving and sloly pushing itself together and closing. A hissing sound began to occur and Gaara seemed to drop Mia onto the sand.

Her wound began to bubble and foam as she just laid there, wincing in pain and biting her lower lip. Her brows had furrowed as she tried to surpress sounds that should have errupted from her long ago. Her right hand began to twitch but could not move. Gaara was sure she must have broke her shoulderblade.

"M-Mia...a-are you al-alright--" Mia's scream of pain seemed to stop him as she rolle dover onto her left side. Some of the sand around her seemed to just crawl up to her wound as it would continue to foam. It was as if it was melting away her dead skin and the smoke would rise. It was like acid.

The toddler watching all this only trembled and tears rolled down his cheeks as he watched her in pain, too afraid to do anything at all.

Sand touched the foam and then began to bubble and then seemed to simply crawl over her wound completely. Mia threw her head back and screamed out, tears rolling down her cheeks as well. The sand over her wound seemed to dry up or, dissolve, into her, the smoke still rising.

After minutes that seemed like hours to the both of them, the screaming and wailing would stop as well as the odd effects on her arm. SHe looked at Gaara as she laid there, an already pool of dried blood around her as she moved her left arm weakly over her right. Her wound seemed completely healed...but how?

"...G-G-aa..aar-r-ra...s-sa...a...an-n...?" She tried to speak but all Gaara did was shake his head from side to side and tear. He quickly went up to Mia and wrapped his arms around her and cried.

"...I...I thought...I thought I-I'd l-l-lose y-you..." He laid her down onto her back, hovering over her with both his hands on her arms, as if pinning her down but was not. He was just...scared.

"...C-Ca...a...an't...get...r-rid of...m-m-me th...tha...t...e-eas...sil...ly..." Her voice was a whisper...weak...everything he didn't want to see her be.

"Y-You're...r-right..." Gaara closed his eyes, the sand around them stirring and almost circling them. He didn't want anything else to happen. He didn't want anything more to go wrong today. Would God have mercy on him? Would he give Gaara a break...just this once? Please let all of the bad things be over...

"You..." Gaara's head shot up towards the doorway, his teal eyes widening as he saw the image of a teen, breathing hard and covered in sweat. Beside him, a small girl with a baby in her arms. Wait...these two... Oh no... "You...I knew you couldn't be trusted! Monster!" The blonde teen threw something at him. A second later, Gaara realized they were shurikens and the sand immediately protected him.

Those two! Mint and Mia's older brother! Why now! The sand shot for the teen but missed as the other seemed to take time to take Mint into his arms, along with the infant and shove them away. After that, he looked at Gaara and Mia. Gaara trembled as he stood up infront of Mia, and Mia lay there, wide eyed with tears still streaming down her face. "S-S-Stay b-b-back!" The toddler tried to say sternly, but the thought of Mia being taken away...

"M...M...My...n...ne...?" Mia weakly spoke up, catching the two male's attention.

"You shouldn't speak Mia!" Gaara shouted, tears continuing to fall. "I'll get rid of the mean person! I swore it!" Standing up and facing Myne who only seemed angry, Gaara forced the sands towards him, missing still as the teen seemed to come at him with great force. He was fast!

"I'll kill you for hurting my sister!" He shouted, kunai at hand, his golden eyes burnign with rage as he was prepared to throw it at his opponent but the sand had caught up to him and trapped him within a cocoon. Myne shouted in agony as it began to crush him slowly. Gaara looked at Myne, glaring. "...Y-You..."

"I promised Mia I'll never let anyone take her away from me!" Gaara shouted, about to signal the death of the teen right when Gaara felt a hand suddenly around his leg. Gaara became startled and thought ill of it. Sand went for it and immediately crushed it, gaining two screams as a result. One from the teen in front of him, obviously cursing him, and one...from...b-behind?

Gaara looked over his shoulder and saw Mia with a bloodied hand around his leg still, the sand around her hand soaked in crimson. No...he...he couldn't have...could he...?

"M-Mia...? ...W-Was th-th-that...?" The young one only seemed to turn an even clearer white as he began to tremble. The tears flowing down his cheeks seemed like twin waterfalls at this point, soaking parts of his shirt already. He began to wail as he only saw Mia smile weakly and nod. "W-Why!" Gaara would shout then Myne would drop to the floor, crouched over and holding his stomach as he coughed and tried to catch his breath. "M-Mia...I...I...!" Gaara shook his head and then began to run. He ran out of the house and continue to cry.

He ran and he ran, all the way through the Sand Village. The other people saw him and were surprised to see him in such a state. But at his emotional state right now, he began to slaughter. Slaughter everyone who would stop to watch him run in tears.

As time would drift on, the night sky became filled with the young wails of a traumatized toddler and loud screams of pain and agony. This sad symphony would go on and on, until Gaara reached his home, bolted in and ran into his room, locking himself in. He didn't want to go out anymore. He...he hurt her so much... How...how could he...?

A/N: Poor, poor Gaara. I know it may be a little too much, but I get mean sometimes and decide to torture the characters. Oooh, big bad me no? Anyways, please review people. Remember, I do nto own Naruto and never will. I only own my characters. Please keep reviewing if you want me to continue on this story. And as I said at the start, if I finish this story successfully, I'll do a sequel. Please review and keep on reading!