Old Friends (Gaara Love Story)

Epilogue

Miera POV

I looked up from my cooking. The other three were in the living room, watching TV.

Everything was how it should have been. We were all happy, and I was no longer a wanted criminal.

I resumed my work, a smile on my face.

Dinner was served not too long later.

I didn't eat much before heading off to my room.

Gaara showed up a few minutes later.

“Why'd you leave so quickly?” he asked.

“No reason,” I smiled at him.

He sat down on the bed beside me, his arms wrapping around my waist.

“I'm so glad you're home,” he whispered.

“You tell me that every night,” I smirked.

“Maybe so...,” he muttered.

I leaned against him.

My Gaara.

I finally had a home. I finally belonged somewhere.

My name is Miera. I am a Thief.

My whole life, I have been alone, or so I thought.

I have been lied to, manipulated, homeless, and used.

All this time, I have been looking for a family. A home.

Somewhere I belong.

And the whole time, it was there, with the people I had left behind so many times.

I may be an ex-Jinchuuriki, but my boyfriend is too.

I may still be recovering, and I may appear like a wreck, but I'm one of the happiest people.

I have finally found my home. I have finally found a family to call my own.

And I'm glad to have found it.

There you have it.

Miera is finally home for good.

If you want a sequel, please request it. I'm not sure if I'll write it, but I'll try :)

Bye guys!

Enjoy your lives!