【Naruto】She came from the forest

into the night.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the night is as cool as water.

Yami climbed up to the balcony, and as soon as she stood still, she noticed grains of sand scattered around her feet. She looked up, and saw a sky full of yellow sand rushing out of the house, carrying a strong wind and hitting her. She did not dodge. Under the moonlight, her eyebrows were curved and she smiled:

"I'm here to find you, little love."

The gravel rushed past her and fell behind her, returning to silence.

Not a grain of sand fell on her.

Gaara: "..."

Gaara: "Go back."

Yaya ignored his words and walked into the house on her own. She walked past Gaara without looking at him.

Gaara looked sideways, followed her movement, watched her sit on the bed, put her arms on her legs, held her face in her hands and said slowly: "Recently, a jounin in Konoha disappeared. Have you heard?"

Gaara lowered his eyes slightly.

"Did you do it?"

Gaara walked to the bedside, looked down at her, and looked at her.

It was the inner demons that had been suppressed for a long time that finally found a crack and were able to burst out and vent themselves wantonly - kill her.

Finally got an excuse... to kill her.

There was only the sound of fine sand rubbing in the room.

He laughed sarcastically: "It's not me, do you believe it?"

Say that answer.

So that he could kill her.

He eagerly awaited that moment.

"It's okay if it's not you." As if he had been acquitted, Yami immediately relaxed and lay down on the bed, quietly looking at him and the rolling yellow sand behind him. She sighed, "Xiao Ai, what happened to you?"

Gaara frowned slightly and heard her continue: "It must be sad, little Ai."

He saw tears falling from the corners of her eyes, one round tear after another...

"But, we are still friends... aren't we..."

"Don't...don't forget me..."

"Xiao Ai and I are friends..."

Gaara: "..."

Yami's tears fell for herself. Gaara was determined.

"Why...why haven't you changed at all?"

"Still the little kid who cries whenever he wants..."

Gaara roared word for word: "Why haven't you changed!"

He and Shukaku coexisted. Under the rain of blood, even he himself couldn't tell whether he was a human or a monster.

Before coming to Konoha, he had already decided to kill this old friend.

He doesn't need friends now.

No need for anyone to accompany you.

Killing her would definitely bring him more reality than killing anyone else.

Death, killing, and living were condensed on her body, just waiting for him to crush her to death with his own hands - it must be more enjoyable than ever.

Yami is different.

So her death was unique to him.

unique.

She pulled Temari and smiled at Yan Yan on the streets of Konoha.

His blood was silent.

There was no murderous intention at all.

It was as if he had been ripped out of a dream. After all these years, he was extremely calm.

How long has it been since you were so peaceful?

Can't kill her.

When Gaara saw her, he knew that everything was not as simple as he thought.

Just leave it like that.

So be it.

The girl lay quietly on his bed, her silver hair scattered.

He has seen this before.

At that time, Yami was still young and didn't know how to use ninjutsu, so he rode a ninja dog and jumped onto his window sill, smiling brightly at him: "Let's play together, little love."

He would definitely not reject her, how could he reject her?

Even after the girl lay down on the bed and fell asleep, leaving one person and one dog looking at each other in silence, he was still full of joy.

He likes Yaya.

He likes Yaya the most.

The sand rose up and fell again, pouring all over the ground.

Gaara said: "I... hate you."

Yami closed his eyes and sighed: "That's really... such a pity. I like you very much, Xiao Ai, from the first time we met. I have always regarded you as a friend, and I thought nothing would change... …what a pity……"

Gaara stood in front of the bed with his arms folded, silent for a while, and said, "Don't you have many friends? You must also like that white-eyed boy in the hospital today."

His voice became colder and colder, and finally it was filled with murderous intent again: "Why don't I kill all your friends - the blond ones, the Uchiha, the Byakugan, those guys surrounding you, male and female? , and your brother—how about waiting for them all to be killed by me before you say you like me!"

"That will make me sad, little love, don't do that. Don't do that, please... don't hurt anyone anymore..."

There were only cries.

Why haven't you finished crying yet?

"I said, go to bed early and don't worry about other things. I won't do unnecessary things." Gaara suppressed his irritation, turned around and walked to the door. He opened the door and said coldly, " If you like to lie there, just lie down."

"Hey, so... what's going on?" Kankuro stood at the door. Temari behind him pressed his head tightly and pushed him aside. Both of them looked into the room to make sure they were not dazzled. wrong.

The silver-haired girl was lying on Gaara's bed, sleeping quietly. The curtains were drawn tightly, not a trace of light could get through. The girl slept peacefully, with only her wing-like eyelashes trembling slightly with her breathing.

"That's...Yami?"

Yami...sleeping in Gaara's bed?

"That's pretty good, Gaara!" Kankuro couldn't help but laugh.

"What nonsense are you talking about Kankuro! But it does seem to be a bit off..."

"Keep your voice down, Kankuro, Temari."

Hearing this voice, the two people crowded at the door froze and turned around with difficulty.

Gaara stood by the door and stared at them expressionlessly.

Temari: "..."

Kankuro: "..."

Why are you outside instead?