The small boy ran as fast as he could. He stumbled and tripped down the narrow, unknown alleyways. He was trying to escape the events that he had just seen, all the things he had done! 'I didn't do it! No I didn't do!' he thought to himself. 'Kami! Tell me that I didn't do it!!' He quickened his pace. His legs were burning from the running.
The boy wanted to stop. He wanted to take a breath. The boy wanted to go back to the building. Damn, he wanted to do so many different things.
However, all his body wanted to do was… run.
Even though his breaths came out in short gasps. His throat burned from all the screaming and his legs felt like rubber. Throughout all these things, he ran.
If he ran fast enough, the thing wouldn't find him. He couldn't be hurt, nothing bad would ever happen. And nothing would ever happen again.
If the boy kept running then he would wake up from this terrible dream… this nightmare! He would be on the top of the roof, staring at the moon. He would be with his older sister, being hugged her chest. He wouldn't be running.
Naruto was laying in his bed. He was all alone in his apartment as usual. I want to sleep! Naruto thought. But his ears were so sensitive at night. He could hear everything as he looked upon the ceiling.
"I've got to rest! Iruka sensei will be so mad if I fall asleep again!" the blond closed his eyes and dozed off.
Not forty minutes passed by before Naruto sat ramrod straight. It was as if he had been electrocuted, drenched in sweat. But it was just one of his nightmares. This one had been horrible. Against the blonde's will, his mind went back to the dream.
He ran! He was running and running from something… something that had to be dangerous. He didn't know what it was and he couldn't see it. He just KNEW it was there.
His lungs were ready to burst and his legs were rubbery. The blond turned his head, looking for something that caused such a panic to start in his soul.
Suddenly, he saw it. And the thing only made him run faster, so much faster. There was a monster behind him. The thing was soaked in blood and it kept reaching for him, so close but so far.
Naruto tried to quicken his speed even more, but the thing was gaining. He opened his mouth to scream. Someone had to hear him. Someone had to-
The sudden knocking upon his door, took him from said dream. Naruto's heart thumped hard in his chest. He was so grateful for whoever was knocking on his door.
BANG! BANG! BANG! The knocking became harder on the thin wooden door. What time is it? He glanced at the digital clock. It was 3:22 A.M.
"Who could be at my door?" His happiness switched to caution. There were many people who did not like him for odd reasons. There were moments when people egged his apartment.
Uzumaki walked over to the door carefully and grabbed a stool so that he could see through the door hole. However, there was no one there! He wondered if the person had left. The blond scrambled off the stool and swung the door open, scared that there would be a rude message on his door.
A familiar figure stood in his doorway. The person had messy hair, so like his own. The person was just a few inches shorter than himself with pale blue-green eyes that stared at him from the darkness. The figure panted and sobbed at the same time, a weird smell coming from him.
"Gaara? Is that you?" Naruto squinted through the darkness and leaned forward. Suddenly the boy let out a strange cry and threw himself into Naruto. His hands clutched onto the blonde's shirt.
Naruto placed his arms around the boy and nearly cringed. His friend seemed to be covered in some wet, sticky thing. It was cold and smelled like iron.
"Come in," Naruto said quickly. He guided the sobbing boy into his house. The shorter clutched onto Naruto as if he was a life saving raft.
"I didn't mean to," The boy kept saying over and over. Naruto was confused and began to ask questions: What didn't you do? How did you get here? Don't you live in the Sand?
Gaara touched the tanned face, trailing the sticky stuff on his face. He looked as if he were remembering the first time they met. Gaara's father had taken him to the Leaf as protection. Though he ended up meeting the blond and his father did his kage thing.
"You are such a good person." Gaara said suddenly.
"Are you alright? What is wrong? I'm turning on the light!" Naruto reached for the lamp nearby. His friend was acting strange; he had to see him fully. Gaara had never been an extremely optimistic person. That didn't make him a wreck either.
Abruptly, a cold hand stopped him from turning on the light. The hand shook violently and the nails dug in a bit.
"No! I didn't mean that. You can only turn on the light if you believe me!" the boy tightened his hold on Naruto's wrist. The blond flinched at the strange strength his friend had.
"I believe you," he shook off the redhead's hand. Then he switched on the light. Both boys flinched from the brightness. Once his eyes adjusted Naruto let out a strangled gasps. He wished he had never turned on the damn light in the first place.
Gaara was covered in sticky red stuff. It was on his face, his pants, and his hair. His shirt was splattered on too. His hands and arms were covered rather thickly.
"Oh my God! Gaara, is this BLOOD!?" Naruto took a quick step back. Gaara looked at him through blood caked eyes. His insomnia rings didn't even show through all the blood. The sad turquoise eyes glistened with tears unshed.
"I didn't mean to," the boy whispered. He tried to reach out one blood covered hand. Naruto jerked back immediately. Suddenly his redhead friend wasn't there. It was the monster from his dream. The blood covered monster reaching out its soaked hands. It wanted to eat him! The evil stood and came closer.
"NO!" Naruto threw up his arms in fear. His back hit the wall and he slid down. Small gasps escaped his mouth as he tried vainly to scream. Someone… anyone had to stop this blood monster from hurting him. Where did you go Gaara!?I need someone to save me!
Gaara took a shocked step away from Naruto and fell to his knees. His one and only friend was truly… scared of him. He came to Naruto for help. He thought that his friend would jump at helping him! Where have you gone? I thought you would save me! With tiny sobs, the redhead held out his arms.
The falling tears looked pink as they left as small trail.
I love this story. I'm editing it right now. I don't own Naruto. I love this couple.