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[craziephase]

Gaara Week Day 2 Little Brother

[craziephase]

Yodo So hard to resist using the smudge/blend tools.

[a-certain-shadow-dragon]

Gaara Meets the Shukaku

Gaara hated his Ninjutsu training, it always exhausted him, and he never won. His father was too tough, he had watched him training with Kankuro. Even though Gaara was young he knew his father trained tougher with him than Kankuro because when Kankuro hit the floor, father would wait for him to get up but not Gaara. As his back hit the floor, gold dust bolted for him, luckily Gaara's sand shot up and intercepted the gold dust before it hit him. The sand wrapped around him and hoisted him up off the floor and he jumped across the room using his chakra, it was a very large room which worked to Gaara advantage, his sand was better at attacking long distance. Tendrils of gold dust convened around his father. Gaara emulated the tendrils with his sand awaiting the attack, the golden tendrils were fast, Gaara had to keep his eyes on them and in the blink of an eye they were moving. Gaara readied himself he knew they were coming in low so they were coming in for a head shot from below. He took a hard stance ready for the strike and to retaliate. They stopped. To Gaara's surprise they stopped. But he didn’t break his defense. They were retreating. Till they were back slipping round his father almost like a extra limbs. "Gaara! You should always pay attention to your soundings!" His father scorned. He was confused. What could his father has meant? The it hit him. His eyes gazed down. The tie around his waist had come loose. His bear was gone. His Bear. IT was GONE. Fear hit him. Gaara head span as his eyes darted around the room. How had this happened? Where was it? That was Gaara's Favouraite bear! It was his only comfort when he was scared or sad. Where had it Gone!?  Did He Have It!? What Gaara hadn't seen in his panic was a slither of gold dust had broken away from the group and was moving at Gaara at breakneck speed. As Gaara turned to look in the Kazekage's direction, the golden bullet hit him.  

Gaara felt an unbearable pain that made him cry out, he felt the air shift around him then his body hit the floor with an incredible thud, his breath escaped him as the air rushed out of his body. A golden shower then blackness.  

Suddenly Gaara shot up, he glanced down and looked at his hands. He then looked on the floor. Water? As the fuzzy feeling in his head cleared and as his vision cleared, he glanced around. A dark corridor. This wasn’t the training arena. Where was he? A scary thought popped through his head. Was he dead!? His hand flew to his chest. Thud Thump. Thud Thump. Thud Thump. Gaara let out a small sigh of relief. So where was he? He picked himself up off the floor. Gaara looked at himself disgruntled, he was soaking wet. His hand flew to his hair. Wet. The corridor in front of him was flooded but it was lit up so he walked cautiously. He kept his arms raised to his chest. He felt anxious. This place was eerie. The lights was dingy. There was a corner. As he approached he could hear a heavy noise. It sounded almost like breathing.

The sound made Gaara scared. Very Scared. As he approached the corner he began to shiver. What could it be? He peeked around the corner to see what it was. He saw a large cavernous room. Light seemed to illuminate this room even despite there being any candles or lights around. Gaara couldn’t believe his eyes. He began to tremble violently. He was terrified. More than he'd ever been before. He water at his feet began to ripple violently. Tears flooded his eyes. A small whimper escaped his mouth. His head shot back round the corner. His body became heavy as he fell to the floor. What was this? Why was he seeing it? Gaara tried to calm down but he couldn't knowing That was around the corner mear seconds away from him.  

After what seemed like hours Gaara was calmer as he stood. He was still crying. And Shaking. And Scared. Thinking about Yashamaru and his word about love, Gaara mustered all the courage and creeped around the corner. The beast in front of him grunted and sniffed. It was huge. The biggest thing Gaara had ever seen in his life. It was scary and big which only imitated Gaara more. Its Great lump of a head was pointed down towards its bulging stomach. Two large muscular arms kept the mighty beast hoisted up, with a great shudder the beast took a huge snort. It Was Asleep. Relief flooded Gaara. He inched quietly towards the beast. He took a good look.  

Gaara began to feel queasy as he got closer. It's skin. The skin was unnatural. He couldn't tell if it was skin or sand. It was waxy and sickly. But clear. It reminded Gaara of the skin on sausages except underneath was filled with wet sand. It was lumpy and along on top was blue lines which seemed to be tattooed into the clear layer. Spikes protruded from his body and the bottom of the arms which kind of looked like a clawed hand. Gaara stopped 5 feet away from the beast. He didn’t dare get any closer to it. The smell of it burned Gaara's nose. He put his hands to his nose. It was pungent, he could taste it. He heaved. Partly from the smell, partly from fear. It smelt like rotting meat and body odor.  

He glanced up to find the beast had awoken. It had a large snout which had a small black nose on the end which under the clear, greasy skin seemed to form into fangs and a mouth. It had a large X formation which spread across its face in the X where to great yellow eyes which protruded from its head. It had the same X formation for pupils which narrowed as they focused on Gaara. The blue marks carried on until the formed into two great big ears on its head.

It great head was getting closer to Gaara and Gaara's stomach began to turn. He was petrified. He began to silently cry. The Beast threw its head back and gave a shrill laugh. It's bulging stomach bouncing. Gaara kept looking and the beast threw it head towards. "WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT SMALL FRY!" It thundered. "I found here and i um......" Gaara quivered. "YOU WHAT!? YOU THOUGHT YOU'D COME CHALLENGE ME!" It boomed. "No I accidentally found you i didn't mean to disturb you, who are you?" Gaara whimpered. Its breath sent shivers down Gaara spine, It's breath smelt worse than it did. "I AM SHUKAKU THE ONE TAILED DEMON OF THE SAND! For your arrogance the next time you fall asleep …..." Shukaku whispered "I WILL TAKE OVER YOUR BODY AND DESTROY THE VILLAGE HIDDEN IN THE SAND. ALONG WITH ITS INHABITANTS" Shukaku roared with laughter. Yashamaru. No he thought. His heart was beating so fast, it almost seemed to stop beating, his head was fuzzy. His vision blurred. He collapsed but didn’t seem to hit the floor. Everything went black.

As everything came into view he saw a blonde blur and small brown haired blur and a large brown blur. As everything came into focus, he saw Temari and Kankuro kneeling next to him and his father looming over him. His father had a look of anger and disappointment in his eyes. Kankuro looked scared and angry meanwhile Temari looked scared and relieved. "Next time don't bring your toys on the battlefield." His father growled and tossed the bear to him. Kankuro gave him an evil look as he walked away. Gaara sat up slowly and looked at his bear. "Are you okay?" Temari asked. Gaara cradled his bear, he was terrified. Temari watched as Gaara began to sob. She hugged him as Kankuro put a hand on his shoulder.