All is Well (Gaara love story)

The Red Woman

(Sorry it is a short chapter, it is more like a filler, but it is important. I promise next chapter will be more exciting.)

"Where did you find that katana?" I knew that voice.. That rotten, hatred filled to the brim voice. I slowly turned around to face none other than my 'father'. He glared at me with his ice cold eyes that bored into me like a blade slipping right through my body. I stared at him with the same eyes. I had no love for my father, and I never will. It isn't just the neglect he gives me, oh he does so much worse. He never once thought about how I was his daughter, no, he didn't care at all. I knew my father was one of those types of people who wouldn't take no for an answer. He started trudging towards me, I could see a glint in his eyes I knew all to well. Rage. I started to back up, only to bump into a tree and stop in my tracks. I watched as he walked over to me, fear in my eyes. No, I won't let him revel in my fear. I soon put on a blank face, but that wouldn't stop the shaking all over my body.

"You know the rules honey, ninja must never show any emotions, what must I do to get it through your thick dimwitted head?" He was now standing in front of me, making my shaking worse. Fury. He suddenly shot his hand out and grabbed my throat, making my eyes widen in horror. He then lifted me up the trunk of the tree, my katana falling from my hands onto the ground. I slowly brought my hands up to grab his wrists while digging my nails into them, I wasn't gonna let him go without hurting him even a little bit. Savagery.

He growled and gripped my neck even tighter, if that was possible. I made gurgling noises as I saw white spots. "W-what di-d I-I eve-r d-do to y-ou?" I let out a strangled cry for help, but no one ever heard my cries. Nobody... I began to see black forming in the corners of my eyes. "What did you do? You were born, you are nothing! I could kill you right now." He yelled at me loudly. I could see the darkness closing in. I could feel the hot tears running down my cheeks as I was fading. I didn't ask for this, I never did. I couldn't hold anymore and noticed my hands losing their grip and they fell limp from their hold. The last thing I could see was red and black wings circling around my 'father' as I slipped into a still, quiet darkness.

*A couple of hours later*

I groggily opened my eyes and saw nothing but black. I sat there for a minute, it was still there. I sat up, but right away something flew off my eyes and into the air. My eyes followed it as It flew. I knew that rhythm it was flying in, it was the butterfly. I stood up and watched as the butterfly circled around the clearing, it seemed so free. It continued on as if it was gonna do it for hours. Soon one by one many butterflies joined the lone butterfly's journey. They seemed to share an equal love for the lone butterfly, it reminded me of Naruto. He was always so alone, I would always want to go and cheer him up, but I couldn't. I couldn't because I thought I would be rejected, which I now believe wouldn't have actually happened. It is so much like him, and me. We both were so alone, and we were both filled with hatred. The thing is is that we eventually had someone of our own to come cheer us up. For me it was Naruto to cheer me up, for Naruto it was Iruka Sensei.

I just want to feel loved, yeah Naruto is the best, but I only think of him as a brother. I then heard a loud, high pitched ringing. I held my head as it began to throb, I then screamed as I fell to the ground once again. The pressure going on in my head was great, and all I could hear was the ringing, that horrible ringing. If the pain wasn't as immense, I would have felt the butterflies landing on my entire body, covering each and every patch. I screamed and writhed, which caused me to roll over on one of the butterflies. Soon I could hear something other than the ringing going on in my head, something much greater, something that contained love and compassion.

Rock-a-bye, baby, in the tree top

I felt the high pitched ringing subside a little as the voice kept singing. The voice is so beautiful, who is it?

When the wind blows, the cradle will rock.

The ringing was gone now and I was now able to hear the voice more clearly. Who was it?

When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall

What is the song about? It seems morbid to me, but it had such a calm way about it, I was getting tired.

And down will come baby, cradle and all

I saw a womanly figure walking towards me, with a blood red, and hair as black as darkness. I then began to flutter my eyes as I saw her pick me up and carry me, she was very gentle. One thought crossed my mind before I slipped into darkness.

Who is she?

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I know, I am a bad person for not updating in while, but hey! This is my record. I will try to update more as the year closes to an end. Thank you for reading! Byyyyyyeeeeee~