Old Friends (Gaara Love Story)

Pt 18

Miera's POV

 

“Gaara...,” I forced myself to speak.

He remained silent.

“I can't stay because I'm one of the Akatsuki, okay? And I'm not who I was, so I don't want to talk to you,” I said, looking away.

“Miera, I don't know what Shukaku or the Akatsuki have done to you, but you are still the same person,” he said.

“You wouldn't understand,” I muttered.

“Then tell me,” he said.

“You were born a Jinchuurici. Me; I became one. Shukaku has taken my emotions from me, but has promised to give them back one by one, starting with the less important ones. When I look back at my memories, what caused me to do things does not make sense. I don't understand what I am feeling. It's hard. That's where we are different,” I sighed.

He watched me.

“You may leave if you choose to. I'm not stopping you,” he said after a minute.

I glanced up at him.

This boy, had I actually loved him once? Was what we had shared love? Truly?

I stepped towards him and kissed his cheek.

There was no love in it, just my care for him.

He stared at me, eyes wide.

“I do not have love back yet, but I care about you. And because I know you love me, I did that,” I said softly.

I did not wait for him to reply.