Yuzuki’s POV

I grab Gaara’s hand as he drags me somewhere, I’m not sure where.

“Gaara? Where are you taking me?” I ask simply, the redhead turns his head and grins.

“I’m gonna take you to my uncle Yashamaru! He’s really nice. And treats me nice, he will like you too!” I blink, like me?

“Really?” I ask.

He nods, “Yep! And I wanted to ask… You do have emotions right?” I blink at his question.

“Yes I do.”

His head tilts, “Why don’t you look happy right now? I’m taking you to someone nice! Are you not happy Yuzuki?” He pouts, I blink again.

I cant handle his pout… I'm his age but… Damn its too much

“I’m very happy Gaara, I just am… Cautious…” I answer back.

“Really!?” He beams.

I fight the urge to smile back, “Really.” He laughs and pulls me along to a house.

“Uncle Yashamaru! I want you to meet someone!” Gaara bangs on the door, I shiver.

What if this ‘Yashamaru’ doesn’t like me?

The door opens to reveal a man with sandy blonde hair, and kind grey eyes, this is… Yashamaru?

“Gaara-kun? Who’s this?” I breath in and out, slowly.

“Uncle Yashamaru! This is Yuzuki! My best friend!” I blink at the word of ‘best friend.’ I guess I am… Right?

“Oh,” Yashamaru’s eye widens, “I’m Yashamaru, I am glad that Gaara has a friend.” He smiles at me.

But…

It doesn’t look real, it looks… Fake.

But that must be just me.

I reach out to shake his hand, and I nod to him.

“You don’t talk much do you?” He asks, I shake my head.

I never had anyone to talk to, so I’m not used to it.

Later that day, I left Yashamaru’s home, and went back to my small apartment, I couldn’t intrude too much, it still didn’t feel right, being with people. I shook my head of these thoughts and sighed quietly.

I couldn’t see Gaara as the type to be hated, he was too sweet, to kind, happy. I walked out of my apartment and walked down the road, I got sent dirty glares, per usual.

“Monster! Get out of Sunagakure! You don’t belong here!” I cringe slightly at the words being thrown at me and I carry on walking. I don’t even know where, just someplace, somewhere.

“Monster! Go away!” I hear and feel a sharp edge hit me, I stumble and fall on the ground, spotting the small dagger plunged in my thigh, I grimaced and pulled it out, cringing at the pain. I threw it at the ground and hobbled down the road, my blood streaming down my leg, trickling onto the ground. I stumble onto a rock and fall, beads of sweat on my cheeks.

I can’t walk much further…

I spot a small area and pull in a deep breath.

It’s worth a try…

I drag myself to the clear area and see a few children, my age, and Gaara?

He holds out a football to them shyly, I wait to see the other kids thank him and continue playing…

But it never came.

“Ahhh! Please don’t kill me! Monster!” They run away screaming, leaving Gaara with their ball.

“I… Only wanted to return to football…” He sniffles. I close my eyes, trying to ignore the pain, and pull myself on the ground towards him.

“Yuzuki! Wha-What happened!?” I feel a pull on my arms and I open my eyes to see Gaara.

“The villagers stabbed me.” I grit my teeth.

“That’s horrible!” He starts fussing over me but I shake my head.

“This is only a flesh wound. You’re lucky you have your sand to protect you Gaara.” I say to him, he looks at me sadly.

“I wish my sand would protect you too.” He says softly, I nod my head. I gulp and raise my hand.

“What are you doing…?” He asks, trembling, looking sharply at my raised hand.

I slowly reach my hand for Gaara’s face, cupping his cheek and holding my breath for god knows how long. I pull myself close and peck him on the forehead. I pull myself back to see his face bright red.

“Wh- Why…?” He stutters.

“I saw what just happened, with those kids. If they only knew how kind you were… If only they knew…” I clench my hands, shaking.

“Yuzuki… Its alright.” I raise my head to see his slight smile. “I have you remember.” I feel my face burning.

I look away and mutter, “Still… They could treat you better…”

But Gaara heard… Damn it. “You too Yuzuki! Come on, let’s go to Yashamaru’s. He’ll fix you up.” He pulls me up and wraps my arm around his shoulder, and puts his arm around my waist. I hop with Gaara’s help down the road quickly, hoping not to get hurt again.

“Its them!”

“Murders!”

“Why can’t Kazekage-sama just banish them!?”

“Look! The two monsters! Obviously they want to take revenge on the village and work together to kill everyone! Monsters!” I wince at the persons stabbing words, I look up to see Gaara’s eyes sad too. I clench my teeth.

How dare they.

How dare they.

How DARE they treat Gaara like this.

Hurting me was fine, but hurting my best friend was over the limit.

“Shut up! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!!” I scream at the villagers. I push away from Gaara and he looks at me surprised.

“Gaara! Get to Yashamaru’s! I’ll catch up!” I tell him sternly.

“Bu-But-!”

“GO!” I yell, he stops and nods slowly, running away.

“How dare you speak to us! You are scum! Monster! Demon!” I clench my teeth at their insults.

“I HATE you all! Go to hell! Suffer! For all eternity! I HATE you!” I scream at them, my leg was healing rapidly, until it was almost unnoticeable that I had been stabbed.

The sand on the cobbled streets slowly float and surround me, I clench my teeth.

‘How dare they’

‘Kill them kid’

My eyes widen, who was that?

‘I am the mighty sand demon Shukaku, the one-tails.’

I gulp, is this… Why everyone hates me?

‘Yes, yes it is. So kill them kid, they deserve to die after what they did to your precious ‘Gaara.’’

‘Your… Right…’

‘They don’t deserve to live.’

‘They don’t deserve… To live… Right?’

‘You are right kid. So kill them, leave blood everywhere.’

‘Kill… Them…’

‘That’s right kid. Kill them. Do it, now.’

‘I… Will kill them…’

I raised my hand and the sand around me glided towards the 3 villagers, it wrapped around their little bodies with no delay and I grinned sadistically.

“Sand coffin!”