Okay people! I'm Back! And I've been trying to type as much as possible during my weekend. This is like the first time in my whole life i've ever typed so much in a week. Like seriously. Ugh, i'm really busy, juggling homework and doing these stories for my awesome readers! Lol, Love you guys! Oh yea, I wanna say thanx VERY MUCH to Big yaoi fangirl & Blunt shards of glass. Thanx a whole bunch for reviewing my story. *sniff* makes me so happy… Lol :P Well on with the story… Enjoy! ^_^

Gaara despised mornings. He hated them and would get rid of every single morning if he could. Don't get him wrong, he likes light, but only during the afternoon and evening. So the reason why he hated mornings so much? Well, he never slept. Maybe that's why he's always so cranky. Every night, he would go to his room and imagine what it would be like to dream and find rest.

Every day he would get up, out of bed to the sounds of bird chirping and skip breakfast. Gaara would then go straight to school, go to his classes, grab a bun to eat for lunch or sometimes not at all. Then go back to his classes and then go straight home. Gaara never did much. Kankuro always had a guy to sleep with every night, well most nights, and rarely ever came home. Temari always came home late because she did many things at school till late at night. So by the time she came home, she just ate a quick microwaved dinner, took a shower, then bonked out, never bothering to talk to Gaara, who all the while was wide awake.

When Gaara gets home, he too, also eats a microwaved dinner, but he never hungers for food anyways. So he just showers, and gets in his bed. Then he'll sometimes hear Kankuro making his way to his bed, though many times Gaara wonder why he did not just stay at his partner's house. Then he'll hear nothing again. Gaara ears then listens to the songs the roaches make at night. He always wondered if he could find all those annoying things and kill all of them to stop chirping. Gaara also often stared out his window to the beautiful, shining moon, which he liked and also disliked compared to the sun.

He liked the sun because it shone during the day, where it was proud and bright, but it hurt his eyes after staring at it only for a while. This is why he also liked the moon better. Gaara liked how he could look at it for as long as he liked and it wouldn't try to show off it's light, as if trying to tell Gaara to look at it and say that it wasn't as bright as the sun, but just as beautiful. Why Gaara hated the moon so much, was because it shone during the night.

When Gaara was young, he loved the moon. He often held onto his rag doll, tight to his chest, and endlessly stared into the moon, as if trying to find it's darkest secrets. But as time began to pass, the moon looked as if it was taunting him. Like trying to say that he was such a loner, and that his only comfort every night was the moon, who was also looking down on Gaara. Gaara only ever went to school to pass time, because he had nothing else to do at home.

You must be wondering why he never slept. Why he was comforted by the sounds of the wind at night, and the full, bright moon. Would you like to know why?

Gaara was a vampire.

And Gaara despised himself for being one. He never liked those people, but at the same time, he was one of them, so he couldn't do anything. Why did he hate them?

XxX 11 years ago XxX

4 year old Gaara walked toward the room where all the loud shouts were coming from. Gaara could hear words like, "Gaara...where?...vampire!...protect him!...STOP!" Gaara, though only 4 year old, understood many words because his family was very rich and educated. And from what Gaara heard, something bad had just happened.

Gaara heard a loud thump and smash on the wall. Following that was a whimpered sound then silence. Soon you could hear shuffling and someone grunting. He recognized the voice that said,"Please! I beg for mercy! Take him, just spare me! I don't need him, do whatever you want with him, just let me go!" For that voice was his own dad.

Gaara stepped gingerly toward the door and creaked it open, saying,"Poppa? Mamma? Poppa, is everything okay? You guys make a lot of noises. I tire! What you doing?"

Gaara was now standing inside the room, widened his eyes in horror at what lay in from of him. Even till this day, Gaara could remember all those details of the bloody stained wall and his mom lying limp on the ground with a puddle of red, dark blood surrounding her. Gaara, at age 4, did not know that it was so, so he asked his father,"Poppa, why momma on ground? She drink juice?" Gaara traveled his eyes from his mother to his father who was being strangled by a tall, pale, red eyed man, who then dropped onto the ground gasping for breath.

Gaara's father then yelled out,"There! There he is! Keep him for whatever you want! Just have mercy on me!"The tall pale dude only smirked and began to walk toward Gaara. At the same time his father was crawling slowly, as to not attract the man's attention, toward the window. The man continued to walk to Gaara and as he bent down, what Gaara's father just said finally clicked into his mind.

And he asked out loud, tears now beginning to brim from his eyes,"Poppa, what you mean? What is this scary man going to do to me?" Not receiving any answer from his dad, he yelled out,"POPPA! Why!? What did you do to momma! Why aren't you answering me!? What's happening!?" Gaara began to bawl, because, even though his dad had not answered him, he knew his dad had abandoned him. He left Gaara's fate to this unknown man, who was now laughing evilly. And this made Gaara unbearably sad. He was so angry and frustrated.

But his anger was stopped short with the fiery, sharp pain that filled him up next. He felt teeth attach itself to his neck and bit in savagely, causing Gaara to scream out, in pain and sadness mixed,"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Everything that happened next was all a blur. He remembered that the feeling of pain and liquid going up and down the veins of his neck was very long and painful. After what seemed like eternity, the man, who Gaara now assumed was the vampire, he finally left his neck, leaving a dribble of red liquid flowing down. But the wound immediately closed up. Gaara remembered the feeling of being completely numb and dizzy. Pain was shooting out everywhere and every time he tried to move.

As Gaara was beginning to black out, he heard the man getting up to leave. The man said in a unbelievable deep, silky voice but terrifyingly boomed out,"By the way, I'm Shukaku. We'll meet again...Gaara." And Shukaku disappeared. He left a now, almost dead 4 year old in a bloody room, with his dead mother on the other side of the room. Gaara began to sob, thinking about his father who had ran away to save his own ass. His now dead mother, remembering her soft touch on his head, and soothing voice calming him to sleep with one of his favorite lullabies. And now, he began to wonder what would become of him, as he was not able to move at all ,because of the searing pain. The last things he saw and heard of that fateful night that changed his life forever, was the full moon and the sound of sirens and people shouting outside. Then he saw nothing.

XxXXxX

After that night, Gaara, who used to be such a happy, talkative kid, drifted off. He stopped talking to people, and became a quiet, non-sociable child, who had eyes of steel, glaring at anyone and everyone who tried to get near him.

When he woke up, he had found himself in the hospital. The doctor for kids had told Gaara nothing was wrong with him physically, but only that he was out for about a week. Though the doctor couldn't find anything wrong but lots of blood on him, gaara knew that gaara was emotionally destroyed. Everything that happened that night had too many emotions and actions, that no 4 year old should have ever felt or experienced. The doctor often asked Gaara, what had happened that night. But gaara did not answer, only giving the doctor a blank look. So when the doctor left, Gaara then tried to remember what exactly happened to him, and why the doctor did not notice anything wrong with him. Gaara obviously felt different, and not in a good way, making Gaara realize that he was now... a vampire.

*News*

"We are here today at a house that had a tragic thing happen a week ago. Media has not let us tell on news, because they had been astonished and surprised that they still had not figured out who and what made this happen. A family of 5, father, mother, 2 sons and daughter, lived here and was brutally attacked. The oldest daughter, who's 6, and the oldest son, who's 5, were lucky and not here that night, for they were at an overnight field trip with the school. Think goodness that was so, or else we would have no idea what would've happened to them. Neighbors had called the police because they had heard loud shouting and noises emanating from their house. When they police arrived, they had found the youngest son, who was only 4, lying and covered in blood. They had thought him dead, for his pulse had stopped, but soon, miraculously, he survived and are now at the children's hospital, recovering. What they found unusual was that they had not seen in injuries on the son, no broken bones, no cuts, nothing, not even bruises, just covered in blood. What is also surprising is that they found the mother, sadly, not alive, but dead. They couldn't find why there was so much blood around her for she was not cut up and any was not broken an any way. There was only a big dent in her head, which they concluded was from a hard hit on the wall, from someone or something. But then the head had no cut in it, just a big dent, so police are wondering what caused so much blood to appear, when no cuts or major injuries were spotted. We suspect it was the father who did this, for the police did not find him anywhere. But neighbors said that they were a happy family and that they knew the family well. They said the father loved his family and would not do anything bad to them. So if this is so, who was the murderer? What happened to the father? Where is he now? How did the murderer get away without any trace? What will become of the now parentless children?"

XxX 11 years later XxX

Gaara suppressed a tear from rolling down his cheek. Gaara missed his parents, and often wondered of his dad was alive or not. And if they met again, would Gaara want to kill him or not. Gaara only let his siblings close to him, but even they weren't on talkative terms. He thought about what he could've done if only he was a bit older, and a bit stronger or smarter. Then maybe he could've gotten to his parent's room fast enough and saved his mom. He really missed her soft voice soothing him to sleep. So everyday, every night, Gaara would lay in his bed and stare at the moon, bringing all these memories back to him, hardening his heart over and over to not let anyone know he was this horrible creature. He never even told Temari and Kankuro what had happened to him and what happened in the room that night. They didn't ask, so they all just let it go, trying to get over it.

So now, you know why Gaara hates vampires. You also know why he can't sleep or why he despises the moon. And so another long day awaits Gaara. Gaara waiting for the day when he can find the man who made him what he was, and to find the man who left him to become what he was.

Gaara then got off his bed and got ready for another day of school.

Omg! I almost cried writing this! *tear* But no, i can't! It's not that sad. Lol, man writing this made my head hurt. My butt hurts from sitting so long, and my eyes hurt from looking too long, and my hands hurt from typing for 3 hours straight, and my back hurts from sitting to straight, and i'm just plain tired. Whew... Well, I'm off to get some sleep now. Oh by the way i wanna say thanx to BIG yaoi fangirl again because i got the vampire idea from her! :) Yea So Thanx very much! I'll continue writing, but maybe not for a while. Getting kinda busy again, so thanx for reading. I'll really appreciate it if you reviewed this for me... :P I would really love that and sob in happiness. Lol Review Please!