Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Broken ❯ One-Shot

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

AN: Allright, for some reason Gaara's parents don't have names. This confuses me greatly, seeing has many characters with one line or less have names- frigggin' Business Suit Ninja has a name, but neither of Gaara's parents do! Er, nevermind, what I mean to say is I didn't know their names and I didn't want to make something up, so I just avoided them. Sorry for any confusion.

Also, one of the first things I heard about Gaara's family was that Temari and Kankuro were only his half-siblings, and where now I'm pretty sure that's not the case, it sounded plausible and fit better for the story, so I went with that.

I guess I just wrote this because I could never figure out why Gaara's mother had been so angry- her brother seemed to love her enough, and lots of women die during labor, she couldn't have hated the world just because of that. And besides, we don't know a thing about her, and I thought she deserved some attention.

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She had died a bitter and broken woman.

Things hadn't allways been bad for her, though. Life had actually started out pretty well.

She had had her twin brother Yashamaru and her father the Kazekage, and they had both been very loving. She had been happy at first.

Things didn't actually start going downhill until she fell in love.

They were young, and he had been her teammate. He had been at the top of their class, and she, well, wasn't.

She hadn't actually wanted to be a ninja at all, but her father was the Kazekage and she was expected to live up to his reputation. Yashamaru was better at it than her, but she didn't mind.

She didn't have to worry about being a good ninja anymore once she got married. He would take care of her from now on.

But it wasn't long after she got married that her father `mysteriously' died.

Her husband had been named Kazekage in his place. It didn't take too much longer after that to realize she had been used.

She didn't see her brother that often anymore either. When they did meet, he rarely said much. It felt like he was avoiding her now.

She knew her husband had been fooling around with other women. He wasn't exactly discreet about it, but even if he had been, she would have known.

What she hadn't expected were children from them. She had a feeling they weren't even from the same woman.

When she got pregnant herself, she was ecstatic. Maybe this would be the turning point; maybe her life would have value again once she had a child of her own to love and care for- Temari and Kankuro were barely out of diapers and she could allready tell they resented her.

But then she found out what they were gonna do with her baby. That bastard was going to seal an incarnate of sand into her child; he was going to turn it into a monster!

Even worse, they realized that she wouldn't live through live birth.

They had a chance to save her, though. If they got rid of the baby, she would probably be safe… But she wasn't the one to decide that.

He had chosen a demon over her.

She didn't even get a chance to hold her son after he was born, they had immediately taken him away to put that awful thing inside him.

She wished she could have held her baby, just once.

She wished she could have seen Yashamaru again.

She wished Temari and Kankuro looked at her as though she was their real mother.

She wished her husband loved her.

And she cursed the world with her dying breath.

“The child's name… is Gaara!”

She had died a bitter and lonely death.

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Hmm…. This really does go against my no-angst policy but I'm glad I wrote it anyway.

I tried making it as simple as possible, it just seemed like it would be better if it wasn't complex.

Oh, and the middle-aged ninja wearing a business suit during the first part of the chuunin exam's name is Akado Manabu. If you don't understand why this is in here, you didn't read the preface.