Old Friends (Gaara Love Story)

Part 9

Miera's POV

 

I  sat there, still shaking as Gaara crouched down in front of me.

He cut the bonds, and I craddled myself sadly.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

I nodded weakly.

“Why are you trembling?”

“That guy with the orange hair. He....he's....,” I started, but I fell silent, trying not to cry.

“What is he?” he demanded.

“He's my cousin. We used to be really close when I was really little,” I said.

He just stared at me.

“And that green guy scares me,” I sighed, trying to stop myself from trembling.

“You know one of the Akatsuki?” he asked.

“He was my only family when I was little – before I met you and your siblings. We looked after each other, and were happy, until he left me,” I muttered.

Flashback #1

 

I ran beside a boy with orange hair.

“Come on Miera!” he taunted.

“No fair, Pain! You're older than me! Plus you're a boy,” I complained.

“Yeah, and you're a Thief,” he poked his tongue out at me.

“I don't even know how to use my powers yet,” I whined.

“Come on, Miera. I'll go easy on you,” he smiled.

“Meanie!”

Flashback #2

I threw my kunai at the straw dummy.

“Good throw,” my companion said.

I turned my head and smiled at the ginger haired boy.

“I'm improving,” I grinned.

“That you are.”

Flashback #3

 

Pain and I leapt from branch to branch, gaining speed.

“Ground,” he said quickly.