When Gaara arrived back in Sunagakure after the failed Konoha Invasion, the village was in a panic. The Kazekage was dead. Without the one defense against their most fear double edged sword, they waited with bated breath for the rampages to begin. But Gaara does not see anyone, does not speak to anyone. For 3 days, he disappears.
During that time, there were multiple assassination attempts. They believed he was weakened, that he had retreated to recuperate, thus they believed now would be the best time to get rid of him once and for all, before it was too late. Regardless, they were poorly executed attempts deployed out of desperation. Not a single attempt was successful. Curiously, none of the assassins were killed, as they always been before. Each one was found outside his quarters. Unconscious, but largely unharmed.
For 3 days, the heavy uncertainty settles over the village like death. When he emerges, he has one single demand: To speak to Baki and his siblings.
They stand before him, stones heavy in their guts, awaiting their fates. Gaara does not meet their eyes. They tense when he moves, preparing for an attack.
Gaara bows.
His voice is soft, even, devoid of hate.
Only remorse.
“I’m sorry.” He says.
