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Y/n's POV:
Is it really him? Is it really Gaara?! The young boy looked up at me with sad tired eyes before looking back at the ground. Yep that was definitely Gaara. I walked up to him and he began to get off.

"No Gaara wait!" I cried out. He glanced at me with a confused look pasted on his face. He stopped what he was doing and sat back down but didn't continue to swing, instead he just stared at me. I sat on the swing next to him and he spoke.

"W-why.... Why are you sitting with me and n-not running of like everyone else..." Gaara stuttered giving me the same confused expression as he did before. I glanced at him with a smile plastered on my face and responded.

"Well Gaara that's because I'm not afraid of you, in fact you seem really cool and I wanted to know if you wanted to be friends with me!" I exclaimed with the brightest grin on my face. If I am honest Gaara was my favourite character in Naruto so what I said was true.

"Y-you think I'm cool? A-and want to be my friend?" He almost whispered. His face was priceless. He is so adorable! Gaaras eyes began to brighten and even a small smile could be seen on his face.

"Of course you are! And I would love to be your friend! Your bestest friend!" I almost shouted. Gaara looked so shocked but still smiled at me. Life really was starting to turn around for me. He slowly began to get off the swing and stood next to me as he got closer I noticed the Kanji for love on his forehead. Of course I had seen it before in the anime but it was so much prettier up close.

I walked closer to him until we were centimetres apart and reached up to touch his forehead where the tattoo was. As I touched it I saw his cheeks turn red as he blushed at the sudden touch. The marking, where the lines of the kanji were, seemed to be slightly bumpy, as it seemed to be 3D which I thought was really cool. He averted my eyes as I looked into his, he looked ashamed which confused me.

"What's wrong?" I asked expecting an answer that would cure my curiosity and confusion. He just stared at the ground before muttering something under his breathe which I didn't seem to hear. I asked him what he said and he repeated it. "I was saying, the reason for the kanji is because of when I killed my uncle, I thought he loved me but it turned out to be a lie. No one ever loved me, so I vowed to love only myself. For I am a monster" he said still staring at the ground. I began giggling, the giggles turned to laughter and more confusion and pain was shown on the red headed boys face.

"Why would you believe you were never loved? Did you know that I was born just before you and I still remember everything?" I whisper yelled with confusion written all over my face, basically laughing at the poor red-head looking slightly alarmed. He muttered a quiet 'huh?'.

"Well Gaara, what I mean is that I heard what your mother said right before she passed. Of course I can't remember the exact words she said, but I know she said she loved you Gaara." After the words left my mouth he looked up to me with longing eyes and a faint ghost of a smile graced the features of his small face. I grinned back at him and offered a hug which he gladly accepted.

"EWWW! What's that idiot doing? Does she even know who he is?" A snobbish girl squealed while pinching her nose in disgust. She was backed by a group of other young children who all looked well fed and probably well off. I snarled while letting go of Gaara and very slowly turning to face them. The girl facing me had dirty blonde hair and the kids behind her were holding very dull Kunai in their hands. All I can say is... They. Looked. Pathetic.

I glared daggers at the girl and she seemed to flinch before screaming, "ITS THE WHITE TSUME!!!" Before the rest of them cowering in fear and sprinting away, screaming. I grinned at their terrified expressions, it was true I had gotten quite the name for myself, The white Tsume, aka The White Claw (cringey I know but I couldn't think of anything better 😅).

"Why are they running away from you? And why are they c-calling you names?" Gaara muttered. I glanced over my shoulder towards where the frightened red-head stood. I sweat-dropped before answering his question.

Author-chans POV:
😅 I'm sorry for such slow updates but I'll try do them more regularly

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