[Naruto] [Gaara] Sand and Thorn Bird

[! ! ! ] He didn’t give any space to soothe his emotions at all, and the sound of breaking through the sky roughly interrupted his sadness. If the sand hadn’t been blocked in time, Gaara’s back would be full of kunai in the next moment.

【Why? ] A shocked voice slipped out of his mouth.He turned around in a hurry and saw a man in a ninja costume.And in the air around that person, there are still many Kunai floating around, ready to attack him at any time.

As if he wanted to kill himself.

what happened……

Still immersed in grief and unable to extricate himself, but the experience of being ostracized all the time made him particularly sensitive to the malice of others, let alone this kind of person who stood directly in front of him and wanted his life.

Why am I being targeted?

Why does this happen to me every time?

With the rapid change of thoughts, his eyes gradually filled with haze, the eyelids that had been drawn down by sadness opened suddenly, and his small brows twisted together because of anger.

Sand bound coffin——

He clenched his fists angrily, and the flexible sand seemed to adapt to his emotions, wrapping around the ninja's body, not giving him a chance to escape, and smashing hard on the boulder behind him!

……

It should be, there is only one breath left.

The turbulent sadness and anger left Gaara basically in a state of not recovering, walking towards the dying person lying on the ground with trembling footsteps.

Who is this person...

The trembling, tender white hands slowly stretched out to the blood-stained facecloth, and then pulled it off——

Everything, everything that has been suppressed by hard work, whether it is sadness or heartache or hatred, in an irreparable posture, throws mountains and seas at the young child——

Yashamaru, as early as a second before the mask was torn off, had already put a pale and weak smile on his face, a smile that was enough to make Gaara collapse.

【I love Lord Luo...you are so strong...】

Under the circumstances, words that seemed particularly heartless, mixed with weak panting, floated out from his slightly opened mouth.

...Yasha pill? !

[Wow ah ah ah ah! ! ! 】Familiar people, familiar words, and the bandaged fingers, everything hit Gaara's heart, making him in agony.The veins of the small hand clutching the chest were bulging, and the five fingers had already penetrated the thin fabric to lick the flesh of his chest—but it was far less than one ten-thousandth of the pain in his heart!

Although none of those kunai pierced his body, they all seemed to have penetrated deep into his chest.

Why is that you? !

[Cough...Hoohoo...]Yashamaru turned his eyes slightly, and looked at the child who was kneeling on the ground with his already a little lax eyes.How he wanted to hold the injured child in his arms, just like every time before.

But he can't.From the moment he took on this task, he was doomed to act this scene to the end.

Any sympathy will make one's mission fail.

I love Luo, since I have hurt you, let me complete this task...

He looked away, and also snuffed out the last trace of tenderness in his eyes.

When he saw the people around him again, the tearful, almost childish face still made him tremble slightly in his heart.

This child is crying so badly...

The originally bright eyes were now like two huge holes, and tears kept gushing out of them.In the white eyes, there are streaks of blood that are almost ferocious.

For a moment, the heaven and the earth wept together, and the wind and trees were sad.

[For... why?Why exactly?Yashamaru...why...did you do this? ] Gaara managed to organize his words almost with all his strength, and asked in a hoarse voice struggling.

This is my uncle's man...

He also said that he is the most cherished person around him...

Then why did he kill his most cherished self?

And why, is it him? !

【Every time...every time...every time it's only you to me...】

Only he brought himself out of the dark room where he was held for several days, and only he would stand up and stop him when he lost control.

Obviously, the only one who does these things is you...

Only you, only you are the best to me...

【This is an order! 】Yashamaru closed his eyes and tried to adjust his breathing with the little strength left.Opening his eyes again, he looked at the sky with loose eyes, and answered Gaara's doubts softly, 【Someone asked me to kill you. 】

Gaara froze for a moment, a ray of light that was so weak that it was almost invisible ignited on his horrible face.

He knew that for ninjas, the only attitude towards orders was to carry them out.

So, Yashamaru had no choice but to kill himself?

He wished so much, so much so, so wished...

【The person who asked for me is your father... Kazekage-sama...】

Father……

Father he...

Father's eyes flashed across his mind.At the same time, there was a churning in his stomach, and he couldn't help vomiting, and finally fell on the ground weakly.His eyes no longer had any focal length, and he just opened them dully: 【Father...why did you kill me? 】

He knew that his father was angry and disappointed with what he had done, but he was his own father!Do you really want to kill yourself as a son? !

[You can't control the power of the living creature, that is, the power of sand, so one day it will become an existence that endangers the village... In order to prevent this from happening, so...] He doesn't need to say the next thing up.

Gaara's young heart has completely collapsed at this time.He opened his mouth cautiously, and asked that question, which is the only weak pillar in his heart right now—【Then, so to speak, you are against your own will...according to father's order...]

Said you were against your will...

Speak, speak quickly...

【No...it's not like that...】

A firm, unquestionable tone.

It also firmly shattered Gaara's last extravagant hope.

His vision was already blurred, and his eyes were almost closed, but Yashamaru exhausted his last strength, and said those words that made Gaara's life in the next few years under the haze.

[I love Lord Luo, actually, deep down in my heart, I must hate you very much... You were born after taking the life of my favorite sister.I regard you as my sister's relic, and try my best to make myself like you... But I can't do it at all... In fact, my sister didn't want to give birth to you, she sacrificed for the village, she cursed the village and died... ...Perhaps since then, my heart has been left with a wound that will never heal for the rest of my life...]

【Your name was chosen by my sister... Shura who only loves herself.Love yourself, fight only for yourself... In this way, you can continue to exist... However, my sister didn't take this name because she cares about you and loves you... She hopes that you can continue to exist, in order to make people who hate this Her resentment that the world cursed the world and died, can stay in the world and let everyone know. 】

——[She doesn't love you at all. 】

He almost believed in himself.

Unlike the previous conversation, which gave Gaara a little luck, this time, he finished all the words in one breath, cutting off all the young children's escape routes with one knife.

Gaara has completely stopped thinking, and knelt down on the ground with a deathly hollow expression, like a puppet with a broken thread.

I know that deep down in his heart, he loves his mother Jialuluo deeply, so it must be so.Only by restraining the runaway, can the potential of Injuriki be brought out, isn't it!With Kazekage's words still in his ears, Yashamaru used his last strength to tear open his skirt.

Sure enough, the discrimination from the villagers, Akiki's departure, his own betrayal, and finally the mother's hatred were enough to completely collapse the child's spiritual defense.Yuanchuan Qiaomu was sent to the Land of Thunder, and he couldn't get in the way anymore——

Kazekage-sama, your plan was very successful.

My task is completed.As the dark part of the hidden sand.

but……

I am not a good uncle...

【Everything is over, please die with me...】

Gaara will not die.

He suddenly opened his eyes, the two clear springs had long since disappeared, and what remained were only two pools of stagnant water.

The sand burst into rage, and carved a bloody word 'love' stroke by stroke on the smooth forehead.

Blood gushed out of the wound, slid down his cheeks and eyes, some slipped into his mouth, and some fell drop by drop onto the messy ground.

However, he was unaware of all this.

Father, older brother, older sister, Yashamaru, and...Kakigi...

The pictures of these people slowly fell apart in his mind with a certain kind of determination after death, turning into countless fine crumbs, flying away with the cold night wind without nostalgia.

finally, I understand.

I'm alone... I'll never trust anyone again, I'll never love anyone again...

Hey... I'm alone...

Lonely... Shura who only loves himself...

This is the meaning of the name Gaara...

……

It turned out that the oasis was nothing but a mirage.

The Bloodthirsty Shura of the Second Chunin Exam