Just Another Poor Boy

Naruto Fanfiction

Rating: T

Pairing: Gaara/Sakura or commonly known as Gaasaku

Addition Pairings: None

-Sorry Sorry! I know I promised to update Kazekage level sneakiness but my brother, The Sixth, who is also a Gaasaku fan, suggested that I could use a song called “Just another Poor Boy” by Chris De Burgh So I just couldn’t get this idea out of my head except I made a few changes to the lyrics but if you wanna see the original Lyrics, look them up on the internet

He was but a traveller on the lonely road of life,
She, her name was Sakura, a lady of Konoha,,
She found him sitting in that road, on a winter's night so cold,
Just another poor boy, treat him right;

Sakura could remember the first time she met Gaara after the Chunin exams. His blood red hair soaked with rain and sweat. His skin was as cold as the sharpest ice of the Konoha and she fear to touch in case she broke right through his skin. He was tired, hungry but obviously did not care. He sat on the footpath of Konoha with no signs of distress beside from his cold jade coloured eyes that stared up at her.

At that moment, she fell in love with those very eyes

She saw that he was hungry and gave him food to eat,
She knew that he was weary and he had no place to sleep,
She took him home to her own bed, she lay down his wounded head,
And washed away the world from his hands and his feet,

She had helped to him to his feet, ignoring his futile protests of insisting he was fine. She supported his body under her own as she carried him to her own warm house, desperate to bundle him to bed before the effects of the steel needles of rain and ice penetrated his pale body even more.

She lay him against her sofa, wrapped in the thick blanket off of her bed as she prepared him some rice, vegetables and whatever she could find left in her small but homely kitchen.

He was just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
When he cried out in his sleep she held him tight,
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
And she gave him love and comfort through the night,
Till the morning's light...

He had called for her one night during his sleep. His scream rolled out in volleys, each one getting louder as the demon in his head attacked his mind. His pale hand gripped his forehead with enough force to rip skin off of bone. Her own milky hand touched his own lightly with her emerald green eyes shining with worry and fear. His own jade coloured jewels stared back at her emerald orbs. She was cut off when a pair of lips pressed against hers in a firm kiss. Everything seemed to stop, merely whirling around her head until he withdrew and fixed her with an intense yet somewhat guarded look.

She kissed him just as fiercely as he did to her. Lurching forward he pinned her against her bed with his body, his leg sliding between hers and his hand fisting in her hair responding to the need to get closer and closer to her. One thing lead to another and the next thing Sakura knew, she was frantically pulling off his clothes, desperate to touch his burning skin as his coarse hands worked between the folds of her silky nightwear, tugging them off with nothing short of violent. The pair spent the night exploring each others body like it was the last night on earth…….

At night she sat beside him, by the fire he would talk,
He said all men were brothers and that love could conquer all,
Many gathered round to hear, many for his life did fear,
In troubled times like these men seldom talked.

They would sit next to the fire, wrapped in each others arms as they watched the blaze of the fire. He announced that he was leaving for Suna again and that they might not see each other again for a while. She had whimpered with sadness and clung to his naked torso as salty tears sprinkled over his chest muscles…..

Oh they came for him one morning at the breaking of the day
She woke to hear him calling as they carried him away

She raced to his aid with her other team mates and his sisters before it was too late. She could not allow them to go through with the extraction. She was so madly in love with Gaara, the Kazekage of Suna.

Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
And the tears were falling from her face like rain,
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
And they killed him in a cave far away,
And on the ground she lay

But she was too late. They took Shukaku, the sand demon but stole Gaaras life in the process. Her eyes flooded with tears as she leaned over his limp body. Her blonde friend had already had an outburst at the sand ninja known as Chiyo. Sakura barely heard every word. Her eyes were fixed on the body of her lover. She noticed that a lock of his rusty red hair was out of place and slowly, she fixed his bang back into back as her silent tears fell down her cheek. How she had once longed to see him sleep soundly by her side but not like this………

And she never dreamed she'd see his face again……