I Promise I Won't Forget A Gaara Love Story 3

"Oh dear! You must have really fell hard. This is going to scar," My mother said while still looking at my arm. "I"ll go get the bandages," She said.
When she was gone Momiji turned to me, "Why didn't you tell your mother it was that monster Gaara?" He asked.
"Come on! Do you really think that would be the best thing? My mother's such a worry wort, if she found that out she'd probably never let me out of the house again! I don't know about you but I like being able to play outside," I said. He was quiet and seemed to be considering what I said.
"Well I guess but what if that freak comes back?"
"I don't....well I don't know. I mean anything! I mean I don't know what we'll do if he comes back I don't understand why he did this! And I don't understand why he's a monster! This is all very irritating"
"Wow. I can tell it's really getting to yea. Maybe your moms not the only worry wort!"
"Well...."
"Stop worrying. He is what he is....he has a demon inside him. He's evil. If he comes again we'll have to run away again,"
"OK I'm back!" My mother said cutting into our conversation. "Now let me treat this. You should stay inside then for the rest of the day, dinner's going to be ready seen anyway. Momiji. Would you like to stay?" She asked.
"Ah no thanks. I'd better get home to! See ya tomarrow!" He said. I waved lightly to him and flinched when my mother sprayed my cut. I grimanced and sat quietly until she was done.
Things were quite after that. Father came home from a mission we ate dinner and I went to my room. "How boring," I though going to my window. The sun was setting. I sighed, it was really hot in my room. Mmmm.....I thought for a moment and jumped out my window landing quietly and gracefully on a roof top. "Why not get alittle air," I said aloud.
I walked and jumped around randomly liking the air in my face. Living in Suna could be really hot. But at least not like ran or stormy weather, that just seemed to zap the strength from me. "Well it's getting late. It was already dark. I should get home," I said aloud. I also had the habit of talking to myself. I jumped aren't effortlessly until I saw someone running down below. Usually there weren't people out this late. Not in Suna.
Wonder what they're up to? Why not? It's not that late, I thought and started following them. They stopped just beside a house in teh dark ally. When the moon shone over them I gasped. It was Gaara. I jumped quickly to a hiding place and peered down at him. He was....crying? I watched him uneasily while he pulled out a knife. I gasped, "Is he going to cut himself?" I whispered to myself. I watched as he plunged the knife down hard on his arm! But there was no blood. I don't understand the knife looks real!
Looking closer I realized that sand was surrounding the blade not letting it peirce his flesh. I suddenly remember when the ball floated down with sand. "He must have the ability to control sand," I said to myself again.
To be continued.