A/N: Oh! Oh Oh Oh! Can you believe it? It's been almost seven days since my last update! Even more so, it's Christmas! Is this your Christmas Present? From me to you! Now, as I am writing this, and looking back on the older chapters...I almost feel as though I have gone to a different story. The ending will still be the same, but the insides are changing. I suppose it's a form of bad writers orginization! Does this seem like a different story? To me it does. In any case, please continue to leave reviews (because I do love them so!) and enjoy the read! Please enjoy!
Oh broken warrior
So strong, but so weak.
Do you remember that day
When I walked into your village?
Oh, it makes me shiver
When I draw the image to my mind.
On the morning of my departure
My father cornered me
And while he was the most important
In our village, I could feel
His fear seeping out of him.
I breathed it in
I enjoyed it as much as oxygen.
"Remember the plan, Gaara"
He said quietly, though he didn't look me in the eye
"At the end of the third round,
You are to let…him…loose.
Is this understood?"
I barely gave him any thought
Behind a nod of my head.
I didn't care what he wanted, in the end,
Because all I wanted was
To find you.
We left my sandy home, and traveled
Long into the night.
Had you heard of my arrival?
Heard of the boy, who stank of old
Bloody hearts?
Anxiety panged me as I entered
But the sand hid the emotion
Behind a mask of fine grain.
On our way to where we would stay
Kankuro and Temari got into a scuffle
With some blond idiot,
A pink balloon of hot air
And a dark creature who's eyes
Reflected the soul I held inside.
As I listened to them babble
The sand whispered lovely, bloody words.
Kill them. Kill them. Kill. Kill. Kill. Take their hearts. Rip them apart. Bury them beneath us. They are noth-
My fingers twitched under the armor
Remembering how it felt to pull
The beating organs from those...others.
The shinobi inside me,
Who was under the command of my father
Warned me, pushing away the sand's words
Play nice, it said
And with a curt word,
I took my siblings away
Pausing only once to offer my name
To the creature with hollow eyes.
As we walked to the first exam
I sent my "eyes" out to search for you
To find you
So I would know when you were near.
The sand tugged me harshly
As though there were a string on my finger
Attached to you.
I followed it without a thought though
And left my brother and sister behind
With a confused and frightened look at me.
I cloaked my existence
Followed the pull
And hid behind a pillar
There down below me, I saw a scene that would pull my own heart out
And place it in a jar.
You were down there, brilliant and gorgeous
In that outrageous green suit.
There, along with the blonde I encountered
You crouched down, and I watched as the orange blob
Came at you.
With a speed that took my intent focus to follow
You swept the legs out from under the other
And returned to your original position.
An instrument of delicate precision
Of hard work, of muscle and grace
You had become.
I watched you dance with that boy
A ballet only you and I could hear the tune to.
You moved as though you were the water
And the blonde was a stone dropped into your depths.
Oh broken warrior,
You were beautiful.
And then that other one, the dark one
Stepped in, and in one move
Had you flat on your back in shock.
The breath left my lungs too, did you know?
I shared that same moment with you
Intimate, and yet not.
He saw through you, heard the tune
And tripped you during the solo.
I hated him for it. Swore I would be the one to pull his heart out.
My limbs moved to get closer to you
To wrap my arms around you.
But then you whirled about and batted
One, thick set of eyelashes
At the girl with pink hair.
And a smile that was far too practiced to be real
Followed a blown kiss.
At the girl with pink hair.
The cavity inside my chest pulsated
Radiating despair and hate, and need.
I clutched at the empty place, wanting to rage, wanting to cry.
Because you had found someone else to turn your affections to
Someone who, as soon as the kiss was blown
Dogged out of the way with absolutely urgency.
She didn't
Couldn't
Love you.
But you turned your sights to her.
My cloak faded, letting my chakra spike.
Your eyes met mine for one moment
Yours widening with emotion...
...At seeing me.
I turned away, feeling my control lessen on the leash
Of the tanuki inside.
The sand whispered to me again
Telling me how full I would feel
To have your heart beating where mine should be.
If only I had your heart
Would I be complete again.
That day I walked into your village
Set everything in motion
My broken warrior who dished out
Those false emotions I saved you from.
But I still remember seeing your face
When you saw me behind that pillar
It was fear.
It was longing.