Hey reading back what i have wrote before i know i can do better so i will be reediting and going over past chapters, i'm not gonna completey re write anything but just make sure it is all to my standard. thanks for clicking, keep reading :D


Gaara's pov - A few days ago

Nobody had been talking to him. Like a bad smell he was avoided; not like this was entirely new territory, but more so then usual. He allowed himself to think he was misunderstanding the situation but it was Baki who outright told him to go home, and stay home.

Gaara rested his head on his elbow bending his back over his arm, his father's voice came back to scold him for slouching, a few weeks ago he would have been punished for it if his father could bare to look at him that day. But there was no longer a *father*, so he slouched. He didn't feel that he had missed out on much with this new experience. Sure his back liked this new position, but there wasn't enough relief for him to feel any sort of positive emotion from his father's death.

He glanced around the empty sitting room, his teal eyes scanning slowly, he was interrupted by a door opening somewhere within the house, instinctively he sat up straight again, not moving as he followed the footsteps upstairs. He guessed it was only a servant.

His eyes moved to stare at his father's chair. it was facing near the opposite direction to his. he could nearly see his father's strong outline.

His eyes got caught on a book that was still open on the coffee table next to the chair. The book looked old and from his position appeared to be almost falling apart. Curious he stood up, walking over quickly and shifting the book slightly so he could read it.

Gaara's interest quickly deteriated to become non existent, no diary or rare book of Justus or even information on the acastski, it was a simple political book, Gaara glared at it, feeling the urge to crush. Why did the last book his father read have to be so…normal. The footsteps came back again, Gaara retreated back to his chair, staring straight ahead.

Gaara was commited to sit and think in his chair for a few more hours, or he would have if the door hadn't suddenly flown open. Gaara quickly turned, what servant would smash open a door like that. A criminal one apparently. The Akatsuki would to be exact. The menacing black cloak was instantly recognisable. The acatski members long blond hair swished as he strode into the room.

Gaaras brain tried to go from one to a hundred real fast. Sand, sand, were was his sand. Not here.

Gaara could do nothing as a sticky rope of clay wrapped around him, what? His hands formed a qrind wind justu, managing to cut threw the chains but before the chains even hit the ground they exploaded, his sand armour he thankfully had on caught most of the blast, but sadly not all, his skin felt raw as the sand had pushed back into his skin with the force.

Gaara gritted his teeth, pulling the sand armour of his sore body and quickly moving it against the acastski member, yeah it was his only defence he was throwing away, but it was this or be attacked again, and the Armor wouldn't have survived another attack.

The blond guy was fast ducking and sliding away, Gaara prayed to god that someone had heard the explosion and would be coming soon.

"come on and give up, the sand didn't work before and that had gold in it, yeah" the blonde spat, Gaaras heart felt a little cold, gold? That was his father's justu. He was evidently distracted enough that he didn't see the second clay incoming till it was too late.

"hah THIS is the 1 tail, god I thought you were going to be a challenge, hah the way everyone talks about you, yeah " the blonde said

Gaara could only watch as the feet come closer. His heartbeat conducted the steps. Thump thump step thump thump step, hmm he'd never been able to hear his heartbeat so loud before.

He gazed lazily up, everything shifting. For a second he thought it was Naruto standing above him. Blue eyes blonde hair, all the conversations he wanted to have with the boy sprung up, I'm sorry I never wrote, I'm sorry about sasuke, why didn't you visit me?

Fast movement from the real person standing in front of him, startled him back on track, he had a fucking Demon inside him but before he could even call on his secondary power a foot stomped onto his neck, there was a crunch, pain and then,

Nothing.

He was conscious again, though to get to this conclusion had taken a while. His senses were gone, everything was gone, stripped away to nothing. Nothing. was that even possible, well his thoughts were here, wearnt they? was he imagining or living right now? But that thought like the rest seemed to drift away.

Pain flew fast into his consciousness. Extreme pain. It was raw, the pain was burning and it was also freezing, it was ripping him apart; like his individual skin cells were being stabbed continasely. He tried to look around, to move, to atleast hear what was hurting him. but he was lost in a sea of darkness. To say the word darkness was a lie, there was no colour in the world he was in.

He ached to open his mouth to scream to release the agony somehow , please oh god please, he ached to curl into a ball and clutch his knees to his chest, this pain could not lastforever, could it? The laws of pysics wearnt exacly coherent here.

He felt his jaw opening, he could feel his body again, he felt relieved until he realised he could now feel his entire being pouring out from his mouth. was he the one screaming.

The last of his soul was coming now, like a small child he grasped onto the end of it, he knew he was losing the battle of tug and war with death, why was it all so clear to him now, where was the demon, his weak fingers slipped from the end, he fell backwards, and kept falling.

Atleast stop the pain.

All there was was vibrations, he was able to move his fingers watching dazed the shockwaves that went threw the air, He looked up, and around vibrations becoming stronger with the movement, he knew he was younger now. The villagers were all around him, a wide circle. They didn't speak, just stared at the freak. he tried to step forwards and one kicked him back into the middle, he fell backwards, he wished this was a dream but he knew it was a memory. Just as he felt the first of his child tears, a boy pushed threw the crowd, the same height as him, the boy barely glanced at the villagers before marching up to him and holding out his hand, green wide eyes stared with complete adoration into happy blue.

"Gaara!"

Heart beating, blood pumping, lungs moving, he gasped. His eyes ripped open, he couldn't see anything it was too bright, lying down, he could feel the hard earth beneith his skin, the wind pushed his body, air burned

"Gaara," Narutos voice shouted, he could feel the force of the sound, his body was so sensitive.

He could move again, he opened his mouth surprised how obedient his body now was

"Naruto" he rasped, trying to stare at the voice. Suddenly he was pulled, he couldn't move his arms quick enough, but thankfully he didn't feel like he had fallen, focusing his eyes he saw he was clasped to a hard chest. Arms were rapped hard around him, a hand clasped the shirt on his back in a tight fist.

"you were fucking dead" Narutos voice spoke next to his ear.

"I-" Gaara tried to talk, he was okay again?

"Gaara!" a familiar voice cried before he was ripped away, half freefalling into somebody elses arms, his back landing on someones very womanly chest, "your okay, your okay, god don't you EVER get kidnapped again, I will rip of your dick and feed it to the fucking scorpeans, god Gaara, oh Gaara-"

Gaaras eyes grew wide as the words his sister cried registered, he looked up at his sister as she repeated his name over and over. They really cared about him. He studyed her face like he was seeing it for the first time.

"Temari" he muttered at this she became more unstable, clutching him even harder. There was no tears. Nobody would ever witniss Temari cry, but god was she the closest she'd ever been.

"I need to study his vitals now" A weaker voice said, Gaara turned to see the pink haired leaf nin, he'd completely forgotten her name. as he registered her his eyes got caught to the left where a blonde haired blue eyed man sat. he let out a shoked breath, Naruto was infront of him. he'd grown up. he stared at the strong nose, hard cheakbones and the 6 whisker like scars. Their eyes locked. The cerulean eyes were suspitiously red, what had happened in the real world while Gaara had gone threw all that shit.

"Gaara!" a voice cried next to his ear, he flinched looking up again at his sister "let the women cheek you over"
"of course" he replied, turning back to the pink haired nin who had apparently been trying to get his attention.

She moved infront of Gaara having to push a un-cooporative Naruto to the side, Naruto continued to stare straight at him, Gaara returned the gaze again, and became lost. he flinched as a hand suddenly landed on his chest, green light pulsed out he could then feel a slight tingling rushing thru his veins. This probably wasent usually painful but to his oversensitive body it was too much. But he grit his teeth and allowed her to work, witholding the urge to crush, although the urge lacked its usual backing, something had definately changed in his body, but not knowing directly what it was was disconcerning to say the least.

"hmm you appeir to be alive again," she concluded "we should take you back to suna for a full cheak up"

"of fucking course, come on we should go now" Temari said, grabbing a tight hold of Gaaras arm and pulling him forcefuly to his feet, this was too much for his weak body to handle and he began to slump down again, pain rushing threw his legs as they buckled. but before he had fallen enough to land back on the floor, a strong, warm arm rapped around his skinny waist, while moving his arm to rap around their neck. Gaara turned coming almost face to face with Naruto.

A shiver rushed down his spine at the closeness. he could just feel the blondes breathe on his lips. Naruto stared desperately into his eyes, The blue depths seemed frantic as they searched his. He ached to move closer his stomach clenching.

"come on Naruto" Temari cried pulling Gaara forward forcing Naruto to follow.

Turning he noticed other shinobi, some from his village and others from leaf, they were all staring. His head was starting to pound so he stopped thinking. he made himself just focus on the arm warm around his waist. As he focused on that he began to believe that yes evreything was going to be okay.

As his legs began to cramp up he started leaning more and more on Naruto, till he was almost resting his whole weight on the man.

"I can't" he puffed as his legs gave out completely, he fell to the side, Naruto quickly caught him. Temari moving away as Naruto wrapped both arms around Gaaras waist to keep him standing.

Gaara felt his head role backwards onto Narutos shoulder seems like Naruto had got taller then him, or was that just because he was in the process of callapsing.

"Gaara," Temari cried her eyes wide as she stared at her dispondent brother

"Gaara i need you to tell me how you feel, are you in any pain" The pink haired one asked appering to come very close to his face, He tried to open his mouth but he suddenly felt very sleepy

"Sakura, hes not gonna die again, i mean thats not possible for the justu to regress or anything right" Narutos frantic voice cried

"i- I don't know, Naruto can you carry him" Sakura asked

"isent there some medic here that can help?!" Temari asked not taking her eyes away from Gaara, watching as he slowly became less conscious.

"No i'm the only medic nin that came, now Naruto pick him up, we can take him back" Sakura cried,

Naruto quikly picked Gaara up bridal style, surprised how light he was. his whole body felt cold as he ran as fast as he could back to suna.


yay done, i acturlly really enjoyed writing this chapter, thanks for reading. As my final exam is tomorow, i think i'll be able to write the next chapter pretty quickly. As always leave your reviews :D