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one_long_mission2013-01-19 05:21 pm
bitty_hellraiser) wrote in one_long_mission2013-01-19 05:21 pm
[Open] Happy Birthday! Now have some thunder and snow...
He had heard about the mystical elements called thunder and snow before, but this was his first time seeing it.
And he was sorely unprepared.
None of the buildings around him looked like the ones in Suna. Gaara walked down the path with hesitant steps, while skittishly looking every which way. Clasped within his two small hands was the arm of a teddy bear, clutched tightly to his chest. Every time there was a loud crash of thunder, he jumped, and so did his sand. One particularly loud clap close by shot panic into the young boy, and he immediately bolted for the nearest shelter.
Gaara huddled in the dark corner, peeking out every so often at the tumultuous sky. A small whimper escaped, and he quickly covered his mouth. He couldn’t be scared. He had to be strong! What if Father was watching him from somewhere? Maybe this was a test, to see how brave he could be.
It was getting cold, even colder than desert nights. He tugged the tunic closer around his body and drew his knees up, hiding his face behind them.
And he was sorely unprepared.
None of the buildings around him looked like the ones in Suna. Gaara walked down the path with hesitant steps, while skittishly looking every which way. Clasped within his two small hands was the arm of a teddy bear, clutched tightly to his chest. Every time there was a loud crash of thunder, he jumped, and so did his sand. One particularly loud clap close by shot panic into the young boy, and he immediately bolted for the nearest shelter.
Gaara huddled in the dark corner, peeking out every so often at the tumultuous sky. A small whimper escaped, and he quickly covered his mouth. He couldn’t be scared. He had to be strong! What if Father was watching him from somewhere? Maybe this was a test, to see how brave he could be.
It was getting cold, even colder than desert nights. He tugged the tunic closer around his body and drew his knees up, hiding his face behind them.
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Gaara blinked, and glanced at the other boy with a frown of confusion. This was strange... no one except Father and Yashamaru ever came near him. He was definitely not from Suna.
"I'm sure Father is here..." Hopefully, Yashamaru too. "Um... I'm Gaara."
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“Father is our Kazekage,” he replied with pride, “He takes care of everyone in the Sand Village.”
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