Ok this is a fiction written from Gaara's POV and is a flash back on his life from when he was born to the time this takes place witch is when he just got beaten by Naruto in the Chunin Exam Arc. Basicly just Gaara's thoughts on his life up until that point in time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
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All my life I was different. Even among other Jinjurikins I am different. That differences turned into suspicion. The suspicion turned to fear when they, the council and my father, realized they might not be able to control me. When they realized they were right and couldn't control me there fears lead them to hate me. Hatred for the fact that the weapon they created wasn't under their control. So they tried to kill me. Even so none every came close and life was fine until HE tried. My uncle Yashamaru, the only person who ever cared for me tried to kill me on my father's orders. Although that's not what bothered me. It was what he said that bothered me. He told me that he never loved me and he had always hated me, and when he told me this I was hurt. Not physically hurt, the pain I felt far outweighed that of any physical pain.
Looking back now I think that was what broke me. Being ignored by the people of the village and other children had always upset me. I always got mad at the other children for how they treated me, but hearing Yashamaru, the one person I thought loved me saying he hate me angered me. It lit a furry within me I didn't know I had. That was also the first time I met Shukaku. He told me if I didn't want to hurt I had to be strong. He told me to be strong I had to love and care for only myself and no others, I had to be alone to be strong.
And so it was I start to love and care for only myself, and I become strong. I was content for awhile, but I knew something was missing. An itch that I just couldn't scratch. It wasn't until the next assassin came did I finally understand what it was. Vengeance. The desire to make them suffer for what they did to me. I wanted revenge, and that was the point that the darkness consumed me. I started killing everyone that had hurt me, but still things didn't change and it went on to the point that I would kill anyone for so much as looking at me the wrong way suffered my wraith. Women, children, and even babies weren't spared from my slaughter.
For years causing death and destruction became my only purpose in life. Until I met him. Naruto Uzumaki was like a light that had pierced the darkness that consumed me. When he beat me I realized that I was wrong. He was strong, stronger then I was. After all he managed to defy the fate of a jinjuriki.
***Finished***
Ok so that was the story of gaara's life up until the chunin exam arc, I might go back and write more on to this if I feel like it. Person I think this one was better than the first chapter I wrote based on how Naruto's life could have turned out, but anyways I hope you all enjoyed this the next one will be based on Killer Bee. R&R