Old Friends (Gaara Love Story)

Pt 11

The day that they left

 

Miera's POV

 

I sat on my bed, looking out the window.

“Why do you refuse to sleep?” Gaara asked behind me.

“The nightmares, just like you. My past, what may happen in the future. It scares me,” I sighed.

“It's time to get going. You will be in my office all day, I'm sorry to say,” he said softly.

I turned around and looked at the Kazekage.

“Is it time to go?” I asked softly.

He nodded his head.

I got off the bed and followed him out of the room.

Temari and Kankuro had already left.

“Maybe this will give us a chance to become friends again,” I muttered to myself.

“Possibly,” he said in front of me.

He led me to his office, and guestured to a small couch in the corner.

“You can sit there, out of the way. If you need anything, tell me,” he said.

“Okay,” I said, sitting down on the couch.

On the third day

 

Shinobi came and went.

I was given a few strange looks, but no one mentioned me.

I was distracted anyway.

Memories.

The deadly truth of my destiny.

Flashback

 

Pain led me across the town.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“You always ask what is going to happen to you in the future. Now you get to find out,” he smiled.

“A fortuneteller!” I exclaimed.

He smirked.

“Yup. And I've paid for them to see you,” he said.

I gave him a big hug.

“Thank you thank you Pain!” I squeeled.