A/N: Well, here's another update :P Thanks for the reveiws ^-^
I do not own the characters..
Sasukes POV
I watched him walk into the school, then looked eagerly for the door of the classroom to open. Being in homeroom with him was a good thing, I can always see him first thing in the morning. I waited for what seemed like years, although is was merely five minutes, until the red haired boy opened the door. He didn't even look at me, and sat where he usually sits. I sighed. Best to wait to talk to him, I suppose.
Gaara's POV
The pain never ends. It's like a song set on repeat, going on forever, every day, every minutes, every second. All the memories that I tried to hard to block out are coming back. I just want to curl up in a ball, and await death to come knocking. Why does everything bad always happen to me, and when will it end? The scars on my body are not all from me, but from my father. Why does he hate me so much, when I tried so hard to get his approval?
It's a cold December day, I am six years old, playing with my toys, wondering what Christmas day will bring me that year. I asked my father for new action figures, for toy cars, and a new teddy bear. He never responded, but instead walked away. I talk to my imaginary friend (Who is now so real, I forget he was once part of my imagination).
Christmas Day approaches, and I run down the steps to find the gift boxes addressed to me. To my surprise, there is none. I sit on the floor, looking at Temari and Kankuro's gifts. Why? Wasn't I good enough this year? I did all my homework, I even learned how to spell..So why didn't I get anything? Not a thing? Temari and Kankuro come down to open they're gifts, ignoring me. I am now sobbing in a corner. When my father comes downstairs, his icy glance gives it away: There is no Santa, just a man who hates his song. I must have been bad this year, if father got me nothing.
Lets fast forward, to when I am eight. I no longer drag my teddy bear along with me in public, but instead walk around with my only friend, the one in my head. I talk with him as I walk through the sand, I pretend I am God, and I can manipulate the sand around me. Sometimes, I swear it happens. The wind moves when I tell it to, and the world is in my hands. My friend agrees with me, and even applauds me. I smile, knowing that even if I have no family, I still have my friend.
That same night, was when my father came home completely and utterly drunk. He was angry at something, and by now I knew better then to get in his way. Count the steps he takes. Wait until he goes to bed, feed myself, and crawl in my own bed only to be awake most of the night. The darkness under my eyes are well earned.
Father does something different this night, and comes into my bedroom. I try to pretend I'm asleep, I even out my breathing and everything. Either he didn't care or he didn't believe me, but I felt his sweaty hands around my ankles, pulling me from under the covers, and off my bed. I fall face first onto the floor, my nose hits the ground hard. I cry, I beg for him to leave me alone. I tell him I love him, I even tell him I will go away if he wants. The cruel laughter that escaped his lips that night still gives me chills, and that was the first time I was touched. Afterward, I was beaten for letting him touch me. I begged him not to.
Perhaps it is my fault, all the pain I have endured, but through it all I always have a friend. My shukaku, he is still by my side. At nine, kids in school gave up on me. I preferred speaking to my imaginary friend, who at this point was so real I could touch his skin. He laughed with me, and cried with me.
I can't be with you Sasuke, because if I do let you get close to me you'll find out. You will think I am disgusting after my own father touched me. You will think I am insane for having a friend nobody else can see. More importantly, you'll see me for what I really am: A disgrace, a monster who is responsible for the death of his mother. If I can kill someone as an infant, what makes you think I am safe at all?
Tears spill out, and I'm pretty sure Sasuke saw them.