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4/100 - haunted

okay...this one wasn't really about haunting things. oh welll LOLOLOL but atleast it has the word haunted in it

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004

Thunderstorms were a rare occurrence in the Village Hidden in the Sand, so rare that one could live through their whole lifetime without ever seeing one. Although on days like this, when the world found itself bored, it decided to rain on the unsuspecting.

The very first clap of thunder roared like a lion, menacingly daring one to enter it's cave. Everyone shut themselves in their houses, some even locking their doors, basked in their fright from the unknown which was the lightning. Curious villagers peeped out their small windows, taking in what was a new experience for them in the comfort and safety of their home.

When thick clouds took over Sunagakure, you and Gaara were outside in the park, a place that you two haunted almost every time you were together. The first growl was ignored, your game of tag was much more important, but the second sparked a nerve in your body and a shiver ran down your spine.

You looked over at Gaara, who was already looking at you. Worried, he ran to you from his spot he stood on and led you to nearby shelter when rain began pouring down. Your small figures sat crossed legged under the slide he took you to, saving you from the drops of water that came beating down ferociously, so ferocious that you could hear it stabbing the slide above your heads like a thousand daggers falling from the sky.

"Look," you started, "Our sandcastle is getting ruined."

A small finger was brought up as you pointed to the nearby area with a now deformed sand castle, one that used to stand strong in power that yours and Gaara's small hands had created. He frowned, slightly disappointed that all the hard work had been destroyed.

It came to Gaara's notice that whenever the thunder sneered and boomed in the grey sky, you would almost cringe in unison with the sound. You weren't afraid of thunder though, but the pause between each struck wavered in an uneven pattern, making it have all the more unsuspecting manner. Gaara wasn't afraid either, but he feared that you were due to the lack of knowledge that you actually weren't.

He hesitantly pulled his arm up from his resting place, and his skin whimpered from the bite of the sharp wind. Never had he felt nervous before, but he was young and couldn't fully comprehend the feeling, he only thought of you and his assumption that you were scared of thunder. And so, he wrapped his pudgy arm around your shoulders, beckoning you to scoot closer to him. You obliged, taking in his warmth.

"Are you scared of thunder?" You asked him, wondering that he pulled you close because he was frightened by the continuous roars and growls.

The redhead was struck with confusion and furrowed his non-existent brows, "No...I thought you were, [Name]-chan."

"Oh, hm. I'm not. But you can keep your arm there, it's nice."