DISCLAIMER!!!!!! I do not own Naruto or any of the characters from it. I do however own Hana. She is an original character created by yours truly. I also own another original character that will be introduced in this chapter.

Oh! And you may want to have some tissues handy, just in case.

Hope you like it.

Gaara sat in the waiting room, feeling as if the whole world had just come to an end. He still couldn't fully grasp what the doctor had told him. He just couldn't believe that Hana was actually gone.

He remembered kneeling next to her bed, holding onto her cold, lifeless hand. It was the first time in a long time that tears threatened to fall. He didn't let them fall though. He wasn't going to let his emotions get the best of him. It was harder than he had thought. The only thing that was keeping him from locking himself in his office was his new baby girl. She was in intensive care, having been born much earlier than expected.

Gaara was still waiting for news about the newborn. As he waited, he drove himself insane by thinking about Hana. She was the first person who showed him what love truly was. She was the only person who didn't fear or hate him. Instead she cared about him and enjoyed being in with him. Losing that person forever was like losing everything he had been searching so long for.

"Gaara!" Gaara was pulled away from his thoughts as his sister came running in. Worry and sadness was written all over her face. "I'm so sorry!" she apologized pulling her uncomfortable younger brother into a hug. Gaara took in a deep breath and sighed.

"You don't have to be sorry," he told her softly. "You didn't do anything." Temari let go of her brother.

"I know." She gave her brother a concerned look. "Are you going to be okay?" Gaara slowly nodded. "Why don't we go home? I can get you a nice, hot cup of tea." Gaara shook his head.

"I can't," he told her coldly. "You go on ahead. I'll catch up with you later." Temari sighed, worried about her younger brother. She thought that he was still grieving over the loss of Hana. She had know idea that the baby had been born, and Gaara just didn't bother to tell her. It kind of slipped his mind, and he just wanted to be left alone.

He listened to Temari's footsteps grow harder and harder to hear. He laid his head up against the wall and closed his eyes. He didn't know why but he suddenly felt sleepy. He normally didn't sleep, even though the Shukaku had been removed a long time ago. Instead of getting the sleep his body needed, he would stay up all night in his office. He would usually use that time to get ahead in his paper work. That way he could spend the time he wasn't in meetings with Hana.

Everything around him went silent as he fell asleep and was immersed into a dream.

XOXOXOXOXOX

Gaara was sitting on the roof of his home, dressed his normal attire. He was looking up at the moon like he normally did. The only difference was that he was alone. He would usually be accompanied by Hana. Now that she was gone, he was alone again.

Gaara sighed to himself, trying to shake away those thoughts.

"What are you sighing about?" a familiar voice asked from behind. Gaara snapped his head around, his eyes widening at the sight that was before him. It was Hana... well, kind of. It looked just like her. The only difference was that she was a light blue color and was kind of transparent. The spirit laughed at Gaara's loss for words.

"H-h-how?" he finally manged to ask. Hana smiled and took a seat beside him.

"I told you that I loved you too much to leave you all on your own," she told him with a smile. "Now you have a reason to sleep." Gaara smirked at her and nodded.

"I guess I do," he said softly. Hana laid her head on Gaara's shoulder. He was a bit shocked at first, not knowing that she would actually be able to touch him. He relaxed after a few moments and put an am around her waist.

"Tell me about the baby," Hana said softly after a few minutes of silence.

"I don't really know much," Gaara told her. "I didn't get to see much of her before she was taken into the intensive care." Hana suddenly pulled away from him and sat there smirking at him.

"I told you it was going to be a girl," she boasted, pointing a finger at him. Gaara rolled his eyes at her, but couldn't help to smile at her. He remembered how she always told him about how it was going to be a girl.

They were surrounded by silence once again, making Gaara feel a little uneasy. He suddenly felt Hana touch his cheek. He turned his head, Hana's lips meeting his own. He returned her kiss, putting his hand on top of hers. A few moments later, Hana slowly pulled away from.

"I have to leave," Hana told him, her voice hushed. Gaara sadly nodded. She pressed her lips against his one last time before vanishing in thin air.

XOXOXOXOXO

After about an hour more of waiting, the doctor finally talked to him. It wasn't exactly what he wanted to hear, but it was good enough. He could at least rest knowing his daughter would be safe and sound.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

EARLY MORNING OF THE NEXT DAY

Gaara slowly walked over to the crib and looked down at the small infant that laid crying. His eyes softened at the helpless child's wailing. His heart was beating rapidly and his body felt suddenly heavy. He didn't like seeing her cry, but he didn't exactly know what to do either. Slowly, he reached out and touched the young infant's tiny hand with his index finger.

The baby began to quiet down, feeling something stroking her hand. The baby slowly opened her tear filled eyes and blinked at the new person looking down at her. The baby watched as Gaara used his other hand to gently wipe away the tears that ran down her chubby face. The tiny girl was drawn to the man. There was something about him that made her feel safe.

Gaara raised an eyebrow in surprise when the girl to his finger in her hand. A tingle went down his spine at feeling the baby's delicate little fingers wrapped around the tip of his finger. He smirked to himself, noting how strong her grip was.

"Kazekage-sama." Gaara turned his head to see a nurse standing behind him. In her hand she was holding a bottle. "It's time to feed her," she told him softly. Gaara nodded, pulling his finger out of the infant's grip and turning to leave. The nurse stopped him and smiled. "Would you like to feed her Kazekage-sama?" Gaara was a little shocked at the question, but nodded. The nurse grinned and motioned for him to take a seat. She then went over to the crib and carefully picked the baby up. She carried the small infant over to him and set her in his arms. She adjusted his arm positions a bit, so that the baby would be more comfortable, and handed him the bottle. Putting her hand on top of his, she showed him the correct way to feed her. He watched her with glistening eyes as she hungrily suckled on the bottle Every now and then, her eyes would look up into his.

The baby had finished her bottle and was now wrapped up in a blanket and was being held by Gaara. Gaara looked down at the child, taking in all her features. She had pink blotchy skin, like most infants do when they are born. She had a head full of strawberry blonde hair and a pair of aqua eyes that closely resembled his own.

They baby looked up at him with her big, sleepy eyes. He smirked as she yawned and began wiggling. Gaara held her so that she was snug against his body. The baby yawned again before falling asleep.

"How come you didn't tell me that the baby had been delivered?" Temari asked softly. Gaara looked up to see his older sister standing beside him, looking down at the helpless infant nestled up in his arms.

"I guess it slipped my mind," he answered in a soft voice. Temari frowned at him and shook her head. The two of them became silent, watching the baby as she slept.

"Did you name her yet?" Temari finally asked. Gaara was silent, looking at the child he held in his arms.

"Moeka," he finally answered, a small smile crossing his lips.

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Well, there's the first version of this chapter. I'm really sorry. I know some of you are hating me now, but it was something that I had planned since the beginning. I planned on putting both versions up at the same time, but some problems have occured. My wrist is now in a brace and has been very painful lately. Right now the symptoms are leading towards carpal tunnel syndrome or tendonitis. Either way, my typing and writing has been limited. I decided to put this one up now because i didn't want to have to make you guys wait for however long it took me to get my wrist repaired.

I know this was extremely sad. I am the one who wrote it and I ended up crying on some of it, but it is still pretty good. I am very satisfied with it. How about all of you? Please R&R. If you are satisfied with this chapter and would rather me continue on to the next chapter let me know. That way I don't waste my time rewriting something. Even if I did move on, I would still go back and rewrite the ending, for those of you who want to see a happier ending for Hana. I would just do that after my wrist is fully healed. Anyway, wish the best for my stupid wrist and hope that it's not carpal tunnels.

Oh, and don't be mad at me for too many mis-spelled words. I had to type most of this with my left hand only, since my right hand is incapacitated at the moment. Please R&R. thanks!