Wind and sand [Naruto fan]

Although Feng Chi had told him the day before that he would not come to the park today, Gaara still walked to the park out of habit and sat on the swing on the side.

Soon a group of children came, and they didn't notice Gaara, who was alone in the corner, playing a game of kickball. Gaara watched from the sidelines, but didn't dare to come forward and talk.

[Not everyone is like wind chimes. 】

He knew this.

"Ah! Oops!" There was a noise from the other side, and the group of children kicked the ball high up the earth wall. "What should we do? We haven't learned how to climb walls yet."

Maybe it's a good opportunity. Gaara thought, maybe if he helped them, they would accept him like a wind chime?

With this thought in mind, Gaara manipulated the sand to lower the ball from the height to his hand.

But things didn't go as smoothly as he imagined. The other party discovered his identity before he even said a word.

"Yes, it's Gaara!"

"Run away!"

The children fled in terror.

No, I didn't! Gaara reached out to grab them, he just wanted to be friends with them.

[Not everyone is like wind chimes. 】

This sentence came to his mind again.

"Ah!" The children's cries of pain brought Gaara back to his senses, and the sand moved forward uncontrollably and clamped the children to the ground.

That's not what he meant. Obviously after training with Feng Chime for so long, the sand has already somewhat obeyed his control, why now!

"Gaara-sama! Please calm down!" Yashamaru rushed up to protect the children behind him, but he was scratched in many places by the sand that followed.

Gaara was stunned for a moment and hurriedly took back the sand, but the children on the ground were obviously seriously injured.

Yashamaru looked at Gaara with mixed feelings, but Gaara did not dare to look directly into Yashamaru's eyes. He knew that this time he was wrong again.

Back home, Gaara stared at his mother's photo for a long time, and finally made up his mind, holding the knife in his hand and slashing towards his wrist. There was no doubt that the sand protected his body as if it had self-awareness.

"As expected, the sand will stop me." He murmured to himself.

"Gaara-sama..." Yashamaru's voice suddenly came from behind, "Although I look very weak, I was also specially arranged by Kazekage-sama to take care of you as a medical ninja, so don't do it anymore. Is this the case?"

He was seen. He obviously stayed in this room alone and tried secretly so as not to be discovered by him.

"Ah, but the sand will protect you on its own." Yashamaru felt as if he had said nonsense again and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Yashamaru, I'm sorry...does your injury hurt?" Seeing the bandage on Yashamaru's head, Gaara felt guilty again.

"This? It hurts a little, but it's just a skin injury. It will heal soon." Yashamaru smiled nonchalantly.

The same thing as the wind chime. Every time he couldn't control the sand and hurt the wind chime, the wind chime would just wave his hands expressionlessly and say it was okay. But he noticed that when Feng Chime was injured, his voice would always tremble uncontrollably, so in order not to make him care, he forced himself to say it was okay.

"Yashamaru..." Gaara clenched his fists, "Pain, what does it feel like? Because I have never been injured, I have no idea what it feels like."

The air became quiet, Gaara was waiting for Yashamaru's answer, and Yashamaru was also thinking about how to answer this question that was inaccessible to ordinary people.

"Is it painful or sad...or is it that I can't bear it or stay normal after being hurt? I don't know how to describe it. In short, pain is not a good thing..." Yashamaru raised his hand to scratch his head again, as if He looked a little troubled by this question. This was Yashamaru's habitual action. It was also this action that exposed the bandages on his arms. There were many scars wrapped in bandages like this under his clothes, just like Like wind chimes, the people around here will always be full of scars.

"Yashamaru, do you... hate me?" Gaara looked at Yashamaru uneasily. Getting hurt is definitely a bad thing, and I always let such 'bad things' happen to people close to me one after another. It's natural for them to hate me, and so does Feng Chime. In fact, aren't they secretly tired of themselves?

Being still young, he didn't notice the strange change in Yashamaru's eyes, because Yashamaru quickly answered him with a smile.

"Everyone will hurt others more or less in life, and will also be hurt by others. However, people will not hate others so easily."

After receiving a positive answer, Gaara finally changed his uneasy and troubled expression and showed a smile.

"Thank you, Yashamaru, I think I understand what pain feels like."

"Really..." Yashamaru breathed a sigh of relief that this problem was finally over. But Gaara's next question made him stunned again.

"Then am I injured like everyone else?" Gaara thought of the wind chimes and the injured children, and his somewhat happy expression turned gloomy again. He tightened the clothes on his chest, "I always feel It hurts so much, even though there is no bleeding, I feel it hurts a lot..."

Yashamaru didn't speak or answer. He squatted down silently, level with Gaara's eyes. He reached out and took the knife from Gaara's hand and drew it on his finger in Gaara's shocked eyes. Blood dripped onto the ground along the curved surface of his fingers.

"The body does bleed when it is injured, and it looks painful. But the pain will disappear naturally as time goes by... If you take medicine, it will heal faster." Yashamaru didn't care that he was still bleeding. Pointing his finger, he paused and continued, "However, the hurt in my heart does not disappear so easily... It is difficult to heal."

"Heart hurt?" But it's my chest that hurts? Gaara thought.

"Heart injuries are different from physical injuries. Unlike physical injuries, there are no medicines that can be cured. They may not be healed in a lifetime." Yashamaru patiently explained to him.

It turns out that the pain in my heart is like this, so I can’t heal it myself.

"There is only one thing that can heal the wounds in your heart."

"?"

"But it's not that easy to get...you can only get it from other people."

"...What is it?" Gaara, who was already prepared to bear the pain for a lifetime of 'enlightenment' asked.

Yashamaru looked at his sister's photo and said softly: "That's love!"

"like?"

"Yes."

Gaara had never heard of such a thing. He thought that 'love' was probably a very expensive medicine, and asked innocently: "Then how can we get it?"

Yashamaru smiled: "Gaara-sama, you have already got it."

"Really?" But he didn't feel any relief from the pain?

"Love... is the idea of ​​sacrificing yourself for the people you cherish most and protecting others with a compassionate heart. Just like my sister."

Gaara followed Yashamaru's gaze to the photo of his mother. The woman in the photo, as always, was smiling and staring at him.

"I think, sister, she loves you very much. The Sand Shukaku is a creature that exists to attack...but the sand will automatically protect you because it loves you. I think the sand contains your mother's will. Yashamaru said with emotion, "Even if my sister dies, I still want to continue to protect you..."

After Gaara heard these words, he did feel that the boredom and pain in his chest were relieved a lot, so maybe he was really being 'loved'.

"Yashamaru...thank you in the morning."

"what?"

"Thank you for stopping me." Stopping me from hurting others.

"You're welcome, because you are the person I cherish the most!"

With Yashamaru's guidance, Gaara regained the confidence to have a good relationship with others. After asking Yashamaru to get the medicine, he hurriedly went out, planning to pay tribute to the children who had been hurt by him. Apologize.

However, things backfired, and Gaara was soon hit rock bottom by the words "Get out of here, monster!"

[Not everyone is like wind chimes. 】

In fact, he was already prepared to be rejected, wasn't he? But why can't the tears stop falling? My heart really hurts.

He held the wound medicine and walked aimlessly on the street. Got into an unconscious collision with a drunk guy.

"Kid! Be careful...ah! You are!" The drunkard woke up immediately after seeing Gaara clearly. His eyes were full of fear and rejection, exactly the same as those of the children.

No, don't look at me like that! The sand around him once again attacked the drunkard uncontrollably. This time, there was no Yashamaru to block the attack for him, and Gaara, who was now depressed, had no energy left to stop the sand's attack.

By the time everyone reacted, the drunkard had turned into a dead man. And all this was seen by Feng Ying.

Gaara ran away from his own father and did not dare to go home, fearing to face Yashamaru who had just comforted him. Why, he is the only one who can become such a monster.

Yashamaru, is he really loved?

"Wow!" Before Gaara could react, the sand wrapped up his entire back!

what happened! Why am I being targeted? Why does this happen to me every time?

Gaara was strengthened by confusion and anger. He no longer restrained himself when he took action, and released all his power to attack the person who sneaked up on him as if he wanted to vent!

Who is this person and why did he attack me?

Gaara tremblingly walked towards the attacker who had fallen to the ground and lifted the mask from his face.

Bu Xie was a face that he could never mistake, it was Yashamaru who had always taken care of him and taught him!

"Gaara-sama...you are really strong..."

Yashamaru...I am loved, right?