Heartless - A Naruto Fanfic (Gaara Love story)

Chapter One

When I was 5 my parents died protecting me. I thought I was going to die that day, but it turned out to be the total opposite.

(Flashback)

"Mother!" I shouted as I ran from my hiding spot. I saw my mother falling from the tree after she managed to kill the last rouge ninja, but she was fatally wounded I noticed, as she landed with a thud. A sharp scream tored from her throat got me running up to her.

Daddy was laying about two feet away and was clutching his stomach curled up from where he was stabbed with a sword and was lying in a pool of his own blood, dead.

I didn't need to go up to him to figure that out and a sob tored out from me. Wailing and kneeling over my mother after giving a final glance in his direction, I hugged my mother gently and croaked out, " D-don't leave m-me!"

"A-Ai, honey, p-please don't cry." She said while grabbing my hand weakly. I quickly looked up, wiping my eyes. "W-we w-will always be watching you." She gasped. "Become a strong kunoichi like you always wanted to be, because that's your dream...to b-become a strong and beautiful kunoichi... Don't e-ever forget that Daddy and I love you so much." My mother said with with a hint of despair.

My mother's hand slowly patted my head in comfort, as I started to cry again.

"S-sweety please, stay safe." She put her hand in her pants' pocket and pulled out a necklace and placed it into my hand.

"Please keep it safe Ai" My mother whispered as blood slowly trickles out. My mother's eyes look so lifeless as I looked into them. Wiping at her mouth I grabbed onto her cold hand holding onto that necklace.

" Thank you mother, but why give this to me?" I said while clutching onto her hand a bit tighter.

Mother looked at me and weakly said," Soon y-you'll figure out, s-soon... all you need to k-know is that i-it'll benefit you in the near fut-future." With one last look, she looked over to Daddy with sad yet loving eyes. She shuttered out a breath and slowly closed her eyes. Her pained, battered face going lax.

Soon the realization dawned upon me and I cried out, "Please don't go! I-I love you mother..."

About an hour has passed while I had been grieving for my parents. I started to think about everything that has happened as tears streamed down my face. My mother wanted me to move on but I just couldn't, but I knew I had to or else their deaths would all be for nothing. I have to make them proud somehow.

I stood up, packed all my stuff, and left after digging up a big hole for both my parents. I looked back to where all my child hood memories were and where I had lived all my life one last time and left to an unknown direction whispering the words "Goodbye".