A/N: For my journal's fic meme, this being the second request
that I recieved. The title was supposed to be "Pretenders," and
it needed to include the line, "I forgot his kind are thieves."
GaaNaru for tdei. *rueful* Like I shouldn't have seen that one
comin', eh? XD Of course, I was surprised she didn't want
Set after the chuunin exam and in Gaara's POV. Haven't really
written all that much in the first person lately, so let's hope
I can still pull it off, eh? ^_~ Spoilers for Gaara's fight
He didn't stop. Neither of us could even stand, but he still
kept coming. Still intended to fight me, and would have, too,
if the Uchiha hadn't stopped him.
And he . . . scared me.
People aren't supposed to be able to DO that.
But I have watched him . . . maybe more than I should have, even
though he had escaped me. Not many people have done that. Him,
that shadow guy, that Rock Lee who almost beat me- all of those
kills ultimately denied me by that same strange man. That
jounin who cried in front of everyone without shame.
That jounin makes my head hurt.
But that Naruto makes it hurt more, now.
When I think about the way he smiles, or the way he looks when
he's angry, or the way he looks when he's desperate and
terrified. When he's protecting his . . . "precious people."
I never did such a thing for my teammates. And they are my own
What does that say about him and I?
It should mean that I am stronger.
Only . . . he won.
I . . . lost.
And he won.
And that Uchiha came and took him away, and I wasn't sure if I
should be relieved or angry.
I don't feel as alone as I thought I was.
Is this a good thing or a bad one?
I should have known from the beginning. That cockiness, that
smile, that fierce desire to prove his strength . . . but I saw
nothing in him. Ignored him, looked at the Uchiha instead.
Too easy to see Sasuke's violence, Sasuke's strength. Too easy
to miss that familiar look in Naruto's eyes in favor of the more
obvious one in Sasuke's.
But Sasuke's misery was not the same as mine. He had a family
who loved him, and that was what had made him the way he was.
And the villagers adored him- the beautiful and tragic genius
child of their precious Uchiha.
Naruto was the one who was like me. Not particularly
attractive, and with no parents and no friends and nothing but
hatred given to him for almost his entire life.
Did he even remember his childhood? Did he have someone like
Yashamaru then, or did his "precious people" come later? And
did they all stay precious, or did some of them betray him like
Yashamaru had done to me?
What was so great about that Uchiha and Haruno, anyway? His
precious rival and precious "Sakura-chan." Why were they so
important? Why did they MATTER?
Kankuro had never been that important. Temari had never been
But his teammates were.
And he . . .
He . . .
I had a goal, once. I was going to kill everyone in the world.
I was going to care about no one but myself. I was going to be
strong for my own sake.
But that goal is gone now. Because I met him. Because I met
him and he smiled and he beat me.
Because I forgot his kind are thieves.
Because he is my precious person.
* final *
. : clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right- here i am,
stuck in the middle with you : .