Cold Eyes || Gaara x Reader

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Edited: 27/05/24
Reuploaded: 30/05/24

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Just a reminder going in this, f/n alone without the l/n is father's name. Just to avoid any confusion because writing (father's name) all the time is a bit of a bother ngl lmao

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A week later_

I was eating an apple because Sakura had come in with a plate of apples and was cutting them up for me, Temari and Kankuro.

"Y/n!" the door of my hospital room flew open and there in the doorway was Lee and his team along with the rookie 8 (because Sasuke the little brat still isn't back).

"Hi, Lee," I greeted him and then took another bite of my apple.

"You—what happened?" Lee asked, well, more like shouted.

"I don't know," I shrugged. I don't want to explain the disappearing acts. It's too much effort.

I'm not sure I'll be able to effectively lie through this one.

My Dad he...

Damnit—

"Yes you do." Temari said bluntly, a troubled look on her face.

"It's time you explain everything, including who you really are because we've been getting a lot of information about your identity here. It's time you come clean. No more pretending," Kankuro told me seriously. I looked at Temari betrayed. She told him!

Ok.

OC y/n or real y/n?

I frowned as I bit my lip before pausing and then I sighed.

"Fine," I glared at them, causing them to look at me a bit surprised, before moving myself to the windowsill and sitting down, staring outside, "take a seat. This is going to be one hell of an explanation."

Real y/n.

Might as well get it over now.

There's no going back to the normal world now anyway and it's not worth it if Dad is gone now—

Just the thought alone was enough to make me want to cry but no—I forced them back and took a deep breath in.

Everyone moved around, some sat on the bed, others on stools the rest on the floor.

"My name is f/n l/n, daughter of f/n and m/n. My Mother died when I was young, so my Father gambled everything on creating a business to support the two of us. He became a famous CEO to a large talent agency. Now you guys don't know what that is because it doesn't exist here," I told them before looking at their faces.

A sea of confusion.

As expected.

"What're you saying?" Neji asked, frowning like he always did in the Naruto series, especially before Shippuden.

"I'm saying I'm not from your world. I'm from a different world where technology runs the place. Where there are no ninjas, the closest you can get to one is through a TV screen and films. Or cosplayers—people who dress up as characters from their favourite shows," I told them, "there's no such thing as the five great nations. Just countries that are led by governments filled with people who talk big but create more of a mess before fixing it all. There are wars always happening somewhere and there have been two great wars where the world split into two and fought against each other creating disaster and tragedy."

They were all incredibly silent and their faces were an emotion I couldn't explain.

"I was pulled to your world by this weird bracelet but while I was here my body at home was dying from unknown reasons," I continued before feeling tears rolling down my cheeks, "my... my Father was murdered... and then so was I. Now I'm stuck here because I died with the bracelet on."