[Open] I have too many Gaara mused OTL

[a_touch_of_rose]

In the blink of an eye, from one moment to the next, she was somewhere else. The redhead blinked in mild surprise and stared around at her surroundings. This...didn't look like Kumo. She'd been there a moment ago, speaking with the Raikage about possibly reworking some of their treaties, and now...

She appeared to be standing on the outskirts of a village that she didn't recognize; from the numerous pinpricks of strong, trained chakras, she suspected it was a shinobi village of some sort. That was...not a bad thing, she decided. And so Sabaku no Gaara began walking toward the village, long red curls lifting briefly away from her neck in the stray breeze.

If this is genjutsu, it is unlike anything I have seen before, she mused as she walked, easily weaving between others visiting the markets and wandering. The gourd strapped to her back earned her a few surprised looks, but she ignored them in favor of searching for someone who was likely to be a shinobi; civilians rarely had the answers she required.

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[itachi_san]

Itachi could tell that something was troubling her. The situation was overwhelming enough as it was. And unlike the joyous reunion he got to witness between Minato and Kushina, Gaara had lost family, not gained it.

"Is there anything... I can do to help?"

[a_touch_of_rose]

There were honestly a great many things troubling her. Part of that was because of her position as Kazekage, but he was right - she had lost everyone that was precious to her. And while her life had not been as difficult as the versions of her that currently resided with her sister, it had been hard enough to forge bonds with people given her...resident bijuu. This entire situation was just...bitter.

The question caught her off guard, enough that she openly stared at Itachi - at this man in a cloak bearing that hated cloud motif. "...I do not think there is anything you can do," she said at last, quietly. "But I very much appreciate the empathy. Truly, I do." Even if it was weird as fuck all.

[itachi_san]

He put a thin hand on her shoulder, and he whispered with a small smile, "You're... not alone here..."

[a_touch_of_rose]

She glanced at that hand, then up at Itachi. Rarely did people touch her of their own volition - it was kind of nice, actually. "Thank you, Uchiha-san," she said politely. The feelings behind the words were honest, though.

[itachi_san]

Itachi was far too kind, far too gentle, far too willing to embrace others, for his own good. But that was just how he was.

The crows Itachi summoned ate their fill, and he let them go when they pleased.