Disclaimer!:: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO D'; If i did there would be A LOT more of Gaara's sexiness c;
Gaara screamed as he awoke from yet another nightmare. It was always the same one. He was four, he was trapped in the insane asylum and they were operating on him, thus bringing on the horror he called Shakaku, the voice he always heard in his head. He had not heard it until that day. The day they had drilled into his forehead, in an attempt to kill the voices the doctor had lied to the world about. He had said Gaara heard them, which until they operated on him he had never heard.
Operation wasn't that unheard of in the early 1700's the time frame in which he was born. The vampire culture was more advanced than humans believed, they had already created hundreds of machines the humans wouldn't discover for thousands of more years. Yes he had been alive for thousands of years now. Being the kind of vampire he is you would think that he would lose sleep over the thousands he had killed and will continue to kill but no, the memories that haunt him are thousands of years old but still fresh in his mind.
He sat up, swinging his legs over his bed. He sat with his head in his hands, trying desperately to get rid of the horrible nightmare he always seemed to have. After a moment he got up and walked into the small bathroom adjoining his room. He grabbed a glass off of the counter and filled it with water. He opened a small orange prescription pill bottle and shook three out into his hand. His hands were shaking and his eyes were bloodshot.
He quickly downed the pills with a gulp of water. The headache that was racking his head would soon disappear thanks to the pills. The pills were painkillers. They were meant to help him control the pain he always suffered, but considering the kind of being he was, he just used them to cope and act normal on a day to day basis. He looked in the mirror with a slight shutter. He lifted the hair off of his forehead, to reveal a hidden scar. It was weird, because of the way it had shaped itself, into the kanji for love. It was still red even now, just like the day it had been bore there.
Gaara sat down on the bathtub edge as he continued shaking, he waited for the shaking to subside and he calmed down. His nerves were calming down, which meant that Shakaku would soon begin talking to him. He hated the fact that he heard the voice. It was what had almost driven him over the edge countless times, and was making him get closer right now.
The feeling of not being alone in your own body was a horrible feeling. One Gaara had never wanted to feel. He was forced into this joint relationship inside of his own body. Thanks to the other inhabitant he had to battle everyday, every second for control of his own body. Something he thought he would never quite be use to. How could you? How could you get used to something else living inside of you. Bent on taking control no matter what it could do to his physical, emotional and mental being.
Every second he had his guard up. It was painful because it caused him to never be able to get close to even those he loved most and loved him, his family. He would spend hours, even days locked inside his room. So he would not snap. He never allowed anyone near him or to know him, for the fact that in his eyes they were all his enemies. Of course he thought of them as his enemies, his own body was his enemy, so why should he trust anyone that was on the outside?
In the past year he had made a couple of friends, if that is what you would call them. The group mostly consisted of him, Naruto Uzamaki, his sister Temari,and his brother Kankuro, and of course all the friends of Naruto were included too, Kiba Inuzuka,Shino Aburame, Shikamaru Nara,Lee who for some reason no one knew what his name was, Neji Hyuuga, Choulji Akamichi,Sakura Haruno, Ino Yamanaka,Hinata Hyuuga, and Tenten, again no one knew her last name, of course all of the kids would attempt to make conversation with Gaara but they had better luck talking to a brick wall. The only people he would talk to were the other vampires like him. This included the Hyuugas, Shikamaru Nara, Naruto Uzumaki and his siblings.
Gaara sighed as he began getting dressed. Today was the beginning of the new school year at this boarding school. He was in tenth grade now, after a year of solitude he was making attempts to befriend people. Today he was supposed to meet the vampires in the group at the cafe right outside of the school grounds. Naruto's little sister was starting today and Naruto was excited to introduce her to everyone.
Gaara allowed his mind to wander as he pulled off his pajama shorts and put on a pair of black skinny jeans. He quickly pulled on a black tight t-shirt, before slipping on his solid black converse. He sat on his bed for a second listening to his thoughts.
She is a human. She is supposed to be rooming with me I believe. God I hope I can keep it together. I can't snap on her. She is not prey she is my best friend's little sister.
She's prey what are you talking about? Anything that moves and has free flowing blood is prey.
No! She is Naruto's little sister. That is not happening. I can't allow myself to hurt her.
Gaara quickly grabbed his keys and walked out of his dorm room. He locked it with the small key he kept in his wallet before walking to the elevator and pushing the button to go down to the first floor where the lobby and the exit to the parking lot were. He walked outside and jumped on his motorcycle before speeding off to meet his friends.
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