Cold Eyes || Gaara x Reader

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Edited: 20/11/23
Reuploaded: 21/11/23

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5 days before Shippuden begins_

Strange...

The darkness in my sleep seems different...

Heavier...

Like I won't wake up.

Like I'd been exercising nonstop.

But I went straight to sleep... How could I have been exercising? I mean, I know that skate session with Yue and Sugina yesterday was mildly more intense than unusual, but it definitely wasn't so intense I've put myself into a coma.

Suddenly, almost as if the darkness could hear my doubts a light pierced through the darkness and I opened my eyes to see I was sat in a tree, breathing heavily.

The hell? Have I been running a marathon? Why am I in a tree?!

"What? Where am I?" I questioned looking around the treetops.

"There she is!" someone yelled as a knife came flying at me. I barely managed to dodge it.

"Is that a kunai?!" I exclaimed, pulling the blade out of the tree and looking at it before another buried itself into the bark beside me again, "Ok. I get it. I don't need anymore warnings."

Jumping down, I surprisingly landed quite steadily on my feet and started sprinting down the path ahead of me as fast as I could as more kunai came flying after me.

What is going on?!

Sprinting across the dirt path I can't help but look down at the blade.

This looks like something from... Naruto? I've only seen this in Naruto. Well, also in history but they don't look like this because they're usually photos of super eroded metal.

"There's no way! This is just a really realistic dream," I tell myself as a shuriken barely missed my shoulder, "yeah an oddly realistic... Dream..."

Everything was confirmed when another kunai blade came flying at me and wedged right in the back of my shoulder. Pain. It's real. It's really real.

Pain soared through my shoulder, and I found myself slowing down with every kunai and shuriken that found themselves wedged in my back and arms. I dropped to the floor and played dead. That's probably the only way they're going to leave me alone right? I can't take any more of this.

Ok, y/n. Hold your breath. Hold your breath. Don't move. Just hold it.

"Man this girl was so hard to get rid of!" one of the men chasing me exhaled.

"Yeah we finally killed her. Now we can return home," the other agreed as they stood over me, "I want my Ma's soup so bad. This hunt has been the worst fucking thing since the creation of that lizard thing they eat over in Sunagakure."

"You right. The people in the sand are so weird for eating that stuff," the other one said, "do we bring her back or..?"

"Can you be bothered to carry her?"

"No. Can you?"

"Hell no. She's probably heavy as all hell anyway."

"Let's just take some of this—" I felt my hair being pulled before the sound of something being cut lightly sounded before the hair fell back down. They did not just cut my hair! Oh why I oughta—

I stayed there for a while even after they left before finally staggering to my feet. It wasn't easy. It seemed that once my body relaxed to play dead, my body relaxed. Relaxed so much it just didn't want move anymore. Probably trying to heal but there is no chance it's healing with all these weapons in my back.