Disclaimer: I'm pretty sure if I owned it, it wouldn't air on children's channels.
Full Summary: In our modern day society, the abnormal and the unatural tend to be shunned and locked away from mortal eyes and used instead as bedtime stories that mothers tell to their children to frighten them. But, what if one of those whispered secrets were to emerge from the dark shadow of mystery, to hide in the perfect spot. Plain site.
Warnings: Violence. Flashbacks. Bitchyness.
Tear My Stiches.
Gaara sighed as the icy water collided wtih his overheated skin. In all truth he had begun to lose hope that he'd ever be found. Shukaku was very good at hiding things, and with his powers on his side it would take a miracle to find Gaara.
Turning to the side of the shower, Gaara rested his head on the cold, wet tile and breathed a sigh of relief as his problem vanished.
Quickly turning the water to warm, Gaara took the bottle of shampoo from the small rack on the shower door. After squirting a small amount onto his palm, he massaged the gooey white liquid into his hair before rinsing it out and doing the same with the conditioner. Deciding it best to get out of the shower before Shukaku came back and discovered him wet and naked, Gaara turned the water off and climbed out of the shower, grabbing a big, fluffy white towel on his way.
Once he had dried himself off, he wrapped the towel around himself and opened the bathroom door before walking down the upstairs hallway until he was infront of his room. Or atleast the room that Shukaku had given him when Gaara was first brought to his house.
He was just thankful that he hadn't been forced to share a room with the monster.
Walking in and closing the door securly behind him, Gaara began rumaaging through the many drawers in his dresser before producing a pair of blood red boxers, a pair of baggy black cargo pants, a black and white striped long sleeve shirt and some random red band tee. Pulling on all the articles of clothing, he turned to examine himself in the mirror.
Gaara wasn't vain and he didn't particularly care what he looked like, but he had to make sure he was wearing enough clothes.
Gaara always wore layers. Always.
And there were two very simple reasons for that. One being that he was from the desert, and he waasn't used to the chilling climate of Konoha and the other reason being that the more layers he had on, the longer it would take Shukaku to take them off.
Nodding slightly in approval, Gaara walked out the bedroom door and into the kitchen.
He was hungry, and if Shukaku wasn't there, he could eat something decent.
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The bell rang, siganling that school was over.
Somewhere in the school, all standing at their lockers, were Naruto, Sakura and Hinata. All getting their books, ready to get out of the cruel, horrible place otherwise known as high school.
Walking out the front doors, Naruto was met with a hard fist to the face, causing him to tumbe backwards, books and papers flying everywhere.
"Hey fag, forget about our little rematch or were you just to afraid?" Sasuke taunted, smirking from where he stood above Naruto.
"Coward!" Sakura shouted, pointing an accusing finger at Sasuke. "You can't just hit him like that!"
"I seem to recall the same was done to me earlier today." Sasuke replied smugly.
Sakura glared as she helped her friend up while Hinata raced around collecting the fluttering papers and retrieving the grounded text books.
"You want to fight? That it?" Naruto said, wiping a bit of blood that had rolled down from his nose and had beaded at the corner of his mouth. "Alright, we'll fight, but only if it's a fair one."
"Of course." Sasuke chuckled darkly and Naruto narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
All the talk of a fight and the punch thrown earlier had attracted a small crowd that was growing bigger momentarily.
"C'mon Naruto! You can take him!" Sakura cheered, throwing a fist into the air.
"G-go Naruto! g-get him G-good!" Hinata said, standing close to Sakura.
The two got into fighting stances, waiting for someone to signal the start of the fight.
"Go!" Sasuke shouted as he leapt at the blonde.
They both fell to the ground, Naruto pinned beneath Sasuke, who was grinning as if he had already won.
With a determined grunt, Naruto pushed up with both of his arms, knocking Sasuke off of him. Sasuke, who had landed on his butt a few feet away from the blonde, growled before rising to his feet. The Uchiha charged at Naruto, ready to deliver a stunning blow, but Naruto side stepped it just before contact, resulting in the Uchiha running aimlessly at nothing. Taking this as an oppurtunity, Naruto grabbed him in a chokehold.
"Give up Uchiha!" Naruto said, appliying more pressure.
Reaching up with both hands, Sasuke gripped onto Naruto's jacket, before flipping him. Naruto landed on the ground with a dull thud.
Hopping up, Naruto readied a fist.
"It seems we're evenly matched." Naruto said.
Sasuke snorted, "Like you'd ever be near my level, you filthy gay orphin!"
Naruto clenched his fists in anger.
The Uchiha had just called him an orphan.
The last person that did so had ended up with a broken leg, four broken ribs and three broken fingers.
Naruto's eyes flashed with anger as he charged forward, the speed cathcing the Uchiha off gaurd, and delievered an unhuman punch, hitting Sasuke right in the gut.
The Uchiha flew back a few feet, only stopping because his back had collided with a tree trunk. He doubled over in pain, his lunch coming up to be coughed out onto the grass.
Sakura and Hinata rushed forward and grabbed Naruto before he could do anymore damage. The last time he had gotten into some serious trouble and they really didn't want history to repeat itself.
"Naruto! Naruto you won! Calm down!" Sakura said, pulling him out of the crowd.
"Yeah." Naruto replied.
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"Goddamn pedophile." Gaara mumbled under his breath as he poured himself some cereal.
Marching over to the table, he set the bowl down with a faint 'thump' before grabbing a spoon and devouring the contents.
When he had finished, he dropped the bowl into the sink before storming out of the room.
As Gaara strode through the house, a certain room caught his attention.
The computer room.
Rushing towards the door, he grabbed the doorknob, attenmting to wretch it open. But, to his dismay, it was locked, just like it was 99 of the time. He had simply been lucky yesturday, he most likely wouldn't get back on for a month at the least.
Sighing at his misfortune, Gaara turned his attention to the telephone that hung on the wall a few feet away. Shukaku never recieved telephone calls, and as far as Gaara knew, the phone was almost never used.
Striding over and picking it up, Gaara began dialing his sister's cell phone number. It was after school, meaning that Temari would be able to answer it.
"Hello?" Temari said from the other line.
"Temari." Gaara was exetremly happy to hear her voice.
"Gaara?!" Temari replied, shock and happiness evident in her voice.
"Yeah, it's me" he responded, shuffling his feet slightly.
"Gaara, listen to me. I know you can't tell us where you are, but there are two girls looking for you. They're detectives ssnd they're really good at what they do. They go to our school and we told them about your symbols so if you ever get the chance, leave them a clue or something!" Temari nearly shouted in desperation.
"Alright," Gaara said. He was thankful that someone was looking for him, "I love you both, but I should go now."
"Much love your way to!" Temari wanted dearly to see her brother again, to hold him in her arms and never let him go again.
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"Was that Gaara!?" Kankurou asked from the driver's seat. His sister sat beside him.
"Yeah." Temari was choking back tears.
Kankurou reached a hand over to grasp hers.
"He'll be alight, Tem. We'll have him back soon." Kankurou spoke in a soft tone.
"I hope you're right, Kankurou. I really hope you're right."
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"Let's watch a movie or something." Sakura offered. She was currently sitting on her couch with her two best friends.
"A-alright." Hinata stuttered, shifting in her spot beside Sakura, who was in the middle.
"Sounds good." Naruto replied, rising from the couch to chose a movie from the shelf. In the end they picked some random horror movie.
Hinata snuggled up against Sakura when the scary parts came on and Sakura chuckled soflty, pulling her friend into a secure embrace.
"It's fine, Hinata. It's just a movie." Sakura whispered, absently dragging her fingers through her friend's hair.
"I-I know, b-but i-it scares me." Hinata whispered back, burrying her head into Sakura's shoulder.
Sakura smiled softly and continued to stroke her friend's hair.
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Gaara groaned metally as he heard the front door being unlocked.
Shukaku was home.
"Where are you Gaara?" his smooth voice floated over to Gaara, who was sitting in the living room.
"There you are, what have you been up to?" Shukaku said, walking over to where Gaara sat on the couch.
Gaara simply ignored him.
"Don't be like that, my little panda." Shukaku sat down beside his captive and drew him onto his lap, staring down into angry jade eyes.
Staring into those eyes made Shukaku recall when they had first met so many months ago.
A young redheaded teenage boy entered the doll shop, the bells on the door ringing as he opened the door. Cautiously, he walked around the store, admiring the dolls.
"Can I help you with anything?" a smooth, almost haunting voice called.
The boy spun around, "Oh! Uh, well you see, I saw your sign outside."
"So you want a job, is that it?" The man stepped out of the shadows, where he had been moments earlier. The redhead stared at the man. He was middle aged, probably in his late twenties. He had naturally spikey dirty blonde hair that reached the nape of his neck, and his eyes were a shocking gold.
"Yeah, that's right." The boy replied, stepping closer to the strange man. Something didn't feel quite right, but he couldn't place his finger on it.
"Alright, you're hired. Come back every sunday, that's when the store is closed. You can do some cleaning."
"Yes sir." The boy nodded, turning to leave.
"Wait."
"Yes?" the boy spun back around.
"What's your name?"
"Gaara Sabaku."
The man nodded, as if contemplating something of deep importance.
"Call me Shukaku."
Shukaku's eyes gleamed at the memory. Gaara had been so naïve.
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"It's over. you can look now, Hinata." Sakura smiled as her best friend raised her head from it's hiding place in Sakura's shoulder.
"A-alright." Hinata stuttered, her cheeks gaining a light dusting of pink.
"That was a good movie. Interesting plot. Awesome characters." Naruto nodded his head in approval.
Sakura gave him a strange look, "What are you? Some kind of movie critic?"
"What if I told you I was?" Naruto responed, folding his arms across his chest in mock insultion.
"W-well then y-you'd be lying." Hinata replied, smiling.
Naruto pouted before he remembered something.
"How's the case going?" he asked, suddenly going serious.
Sakura sighed, "Well, not as good as some of our other cases. We're missing one really important piece of the puzzle."
"And what would that be?" Naruto questioned.
"B-before Gaara w-was taken, h-his siblings s-said th-that he would disappear e-every sunday f-for a few h-hours." Hinata replied.
Sakura nodded, "But nobody knows where he went, he never told them."
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Gaara walked around the house, bored. Shukaku was making dinner and he really couldn't think of anything to do.
As he passed the door that lead out into the shop, he stopped. The memory of the day he had been forced to stay was still very fresh in his mind. It had happened a few weeks after he started.
"Alright, here you go." Shukaku tossed Gaara a broom before indicating to the floor, "Get to work."
Gaara nodded before beginning his task.
When he was done sweeping, Gaara set the broom down before walking over to one of the shelves, where he picked up one of the many dolls that sat there.
The doll was female, with long black hair with red tips. Her attire consisted of a long sleeved mesh undershirt, a black tee shirt with a white star emblem on it, black jeans and white skater shoes.
"I wonder what it would be like to be a doll." Gaara mumbled to himself as he carefully turned the doll over in his hands.
"You could find out." Shukaku whispered from behind him.
The surprise caused Gaara to drop the doll and spin around, to be greeted by a grinning Shukaku.
"Gaara, you must be more careful," Shukaku said, placing the doll back onto the shelf, "We wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you, would we?"
That same feeling of strangeness returned tenfold. Something was definetly not right.
"Uh, Shukaku, I just remembered that my sister wanted me home earlier today." Gaara said, attempting to edge his way over to the door.
"I'm sorry that it has to be this way, Gaara." Shukaku whispered.
"Huh? What are you talking about!?" but before Gaara could respond any further, a rock hard fist collided with his temple, knocking him unconcious.
"You're mine, Gaara. You won't escape."
Gaara snorted at the memory. He had been so stupid. He should have told his siblings where he had gone, then they would have found him.
Gaara sighed.
The only reason he didn't tell them where he had gone was because he was going to use the money Shukaku paid him to buy Temari something really nice for her birthday.
"Gaara! Come get something to eat!" Shukaku called, Gaara took a deep breath before turning and entering the kitchen.
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Authoress's Note!
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Please oh please review! Speaking of reviews, just wanted to say special thanks to Vaishin (My story is on their favorites and their alerts, I'm on their favorites and alerts and they reviewed twice!) And LadyJadeBlaze (Story alert and two reviews!)
Responses to Reviews:
KawaiiKoneko89: Yeah, poor Gaara. Being forced to live with evil Shukaku the pedophile. Anyways, There most likely will be a rape scene, but maybe you can just shut your eyes until it's over? Lol. Thanks for the review.
LadyJadeBlaze: Wow! Thanks so much for that review, it made me a happy authoress.
Vaishin: Really now? You've been a doll for halloween and you have a doll that sits with you on the computer? Can she see the screen? I hope she likes the fanfic too. Thanks for the review!
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-FullMoonAtMidnight.