Sumara

I whirled around, totally shocked to find that he knew I was there. Normally, I was able to conceal myself so well no one was able to know I was there. I guess it had not worked that time.

"I said," he repeated slowly, "did you enjoy the show?"

I neither shook my head nor did I nod it. I just looked at him. How had he been such a monster? How did he change to become who he is now? I did not wish to ask any questions out loud. What if he turned, right then and there, into the thing that had been attacking that poor ninja, Naruto. I held all I had inside, this was usually the reason why no one really liked me, or even knew me, in my village. All they knew was that I have taken charge and they do not question it.

"Show?" I asked dumbly.

Gaara sighed, as if annoyed by my misunderstanding. But I saw him catch himself from doing anything else. Mood disorder?

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"Truth be told, I don't know. When I go to sleep, I sometimes end up wandering in the dreams of others." I stopped myself from telling him it was a special gift.

"Oh, of course, you are one of the few who possess the power to be a Dream Watcher."

"I thought you said that you didn't know about my village."

I saw his mouth curve it what appeared to be a smirk. "I lied. A Kazekage can do that, you know."

Was he joking with me? I needed to know so much. Why was I here? What the hell happened in his past? Why is he the way he is now? But I knew some of these questions were far too personal for just what we were, simple acquaintances. I saw him watch my face, and he looked so tired.

"Do you sleep much?" I blurted.

His head shifted to the side, just tilted slightly like a curious cat. "I have insomnia," he stated matter-of-factly.

I nodded. So he wasn't jut wearing make-up, it was also rings under his eyes from lack of sleep. I decided to look around us. We were standing in a white space. Just white, nothing else. It was like white light was surrounding every aspect of us. It made Gaara glow though his posture and facial expression did not cause that. I noticed that he also had no eyebrows. That was not that weird for some people around here. Well, at least, I think so. I noticed how his nose was so thin, and that if I faced him straight on, it barely looked like it is there. It made his eyes look a bit farther apart that they actually were. Why was I examining him? I snapped back from my weird moment to the present and I realized that he was much closer than before.

"Do you know that I once was a Jinchuriki?" I knew what that meant. It meant that he was a carrier of a demon, like the one-tail.

"You WERE one?"

He nodded slightly. "You most likely heard that I went missing a few weeks ago. I was taken by the Akatsuki, a legion of reject ninjas who are trying to take the demons. Two squads from the Village Hidden in the Leaf were sent out to rescue me, after my brother, Kankuro, was injured in a fight against on of the Akatsuki's members. He almost died, but was saved just in time by a medical ninja from the Leaf. The two squads were too late to save me," he paused to see my reaction, but I knew it hurt him to talk about this. "I died. The One-Tail was taken from me and I died. I was gone. But then, one of the elders of my village, Lady Chiyo, sacrificed her life in a medical jutsu to save mine. I lived again, and she died."

"So, you know what it is like to be dead?"

Gaara closed his eyes. "No, I don't remember any of it. All I knew was I was gone and then I was back."

My voice became very small. "Why were you attacking that orange ninja, Naruto?"

I saw pain in Gaara's eyes. "Now, as I look back on it, I do not even know why. But I do understand this, I had taken what all my people saw of me, and saw myself as such. I became the monster they all thought me to be. I felt no purpose but to kill, to find my life in the death of another. Then I found someone else who knew my pain but had become a better person out of it. That was Naruto, he is a Jinchuriki. He carries the Nine-Tailed Fox inside of him. When we fought, I realized that I had taken the easy way out in my life." He stopped talking. I thought I could actually see him thinking. "I want to become someone important, someone needed," and the dream broke.

Gaara

Gaara flung up from his sleep. What had that been? Had he just told her about his past, told her that he was once a monster? He rubbed his forehead, inexplicably rubbing his tattoo. She knows, was all he thought. Only a few knew what he really went through, actually Naruto was the only one who knew. Now another person knew of his pain and suffering, but would she understand?

Gaara quickly dressed, not caring that it was still early in the morning. The moon was a silent spectator as he made his way to the guest housing. These rooms were in a thin column of a building attached by a small hallway to the main building where Gaara stayed. He stopped at the very edge of the bridge and placed his two first fingers over his left eye. He created a sand duplicate of it and sent it to check on all the people staying in those rooms. From what he could tell, every person was asleep and accounted for. Well, Sumara was no longer asleep and Gaara knew that she would be finding him soon. Did he want her to find him? The truth was, no, he did not. He decided to got to the training grounds and watch the sky.

Naruto

It was a bright and sunny day in Konoha, but Naruto was unable to enjoy it due to the fact that he could not afford a bowl of ramen, and no one was willing to buy him some. He was moping around the village, hoping someone would feel how hungry he was just by walking by him. Then, he noticed the shadow of a bird on the ground. He looked up. Naruto knew that bird. It was from the Sand.

Now that he had forgotten all about his stomach, Naruto ran after the shadow of the bird, following it until he met it up when it landed. He stroked its soft feathers as he unrolled the small scroll attached. It was from Gaara addressed to Kakashi sensei. Naruto ignored that and read the letter.

"Oh no," he gasped.

A few minutes later, he was in the office of the Hokage, Lady Tsunade.

"Grandma Tsunade, we just received a distress message from Gaara!" Naruto yelled.

The Hokage sighed and knocked on the glass behind her. Kakashi came jumping through the window and took his place next to Naruto. This was obviously pre-organized just to make Naruto squirm.

"We just wanted to see if you would actually read that message," Kakashi said.

"WHAT!?" Naruto exclaimed. "YOU MEAN THIS A FAKE!?!"

Kakashi rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. "Um, yeah, it is."

Suddenly, someone came crashing through the door. "Lady Tsunade," the ninja cried, "A distress letter has just been received from the Sand. The Kazekage needs our help!"

Naruto crossed his arms and gave his two superiors a cocky smile. "See, this is why you don't trick people. What goes around, comes around."