Gaara's Wolf - Thrust into the Naruto World

Chapter 2

Gaara and I had been getting along well together. He had a dog bed put into his room for me, but I didn't use it much. Shukaku would give him nightmares, and I would curl up in bed with him. He would hug me in his sleep and calm down some.

 I think he got more sleep than he originally did in the series because the bags under his eyes were smaller. Even so, he only got around five hours of sleep every night. That was not healthy for a growing boy. It wasn't healthy for me either. I had to sleep some during the day to make up for it. 

Gaara was a lot of fun when he was young. I followed him everywhere, making sure that the villagers didn't hurt him. Unlike in Naruto's village, people were too scared of Gaara to attack him. He kept busy by teaching me how to fetch.

Then, the horrible day came. Gaara tried to give someone an antidote as an apology for accidentally hurting them. They screamed and slammed the door in his face. Gaara was angry and sad. He couldn't help that his father sealed Shukaku in him.

 He went as far as to almost kill a bystander who bumped into him. I managed to distract him by jumping up into his arms. He had to stop what he was doing to catch me. He used his sand to teleport us to the roof of a house. He sat on the balcony, hugging me.

"What did I do to them to make them hate me so much? I'm not really a monster, am I?" He asked me.

"Of course not! It was all your jerk of a dad's fault. You will be an important and loved person in the future." I answered sadly, licking his cheek to make him understand.

"I wish I could understand what you are saying, Kira. You are my only friend." Gaara looked at me, crying. "You'll always be by my side, right?" He asked. I nodded. He already knew that I understood everything he said.

 "Thank you." We were interrupted by a barrage of kunai flying at us. Gaara's sand protected us.

 "Who are you! Why is it always me? Leave me alone!" Gaara yelled.

 He used his sand and attacked his assailant, smashing him against a wall. Then he noticed that the man had a bandage wrapped around his finger, just like Yashamaru. Trembling, he pulled off the man's mask and saw that he was indeed Yashamaru. 

"Why, Yashamaru? Why would even you attack me? It was my dad, right? He made you do it." He said hopefully.

"Yes, your father asked me to attack you, but I got to choose if I did or not. The truth is, I hate you, Gaara. I tried to love you, because you were part of my sister, but I can't forgive you for killing her. Even your mother hated you. That's why she named you Gaara, a demon who loves only himself."

I knew what happens next. Yashamaru would set off paper bombs, killing himself. Gaara's sand would protect him, but I didn't want him to be too close to the explosion. 

Gaara was kneeling down next to Yashamaru for my comfort, so I latched onto his shirt and pulled him backwards. His sand didn't stop me, and it scared him.

 "Kira, are you betraying me too? Why, why does everyone hate me?" 

Before I could do anything to answer, Yashamaru pulled open his vest and set off the paper bombs. Gaara's sand protected us from the explosion. He knew now that I had been trying to protect him. 

His sand made the kanji for love on his forehead, and Shukaku came out and rampaged. The sand protected me from debris, and Shukaku didn't attack me, so I came out of it unscathed.

Shortly after this, Gaara and I started special training. I was trained separately from him, but Gaara insisted that we do training together for at least two hours a day. 

After the Kazekage made a treaty with the leaf, an Inuzuka became my trainer. His name was Rin, and he was not mentioned in Naruto, but he could understand me. I had to watch what I said around him. I don't think he understood too much off what I said, though, because of I used American words and comparisons. At least, he acted like he didn't understand much of what I said.

It didn't take to long for me to become a full-fledged ninja wolf. I was given a sand village headband and put on a team with Gaara and the rest of the Sand Siblings. Temari was happy to see me again. 

I went on missions with them, and sometimes got Gaara to spare some people. He understood that I didn't like seeing him kill, while I understood that Shukaku made him kill.

Time passed quickly. My private practice proved useful. I could do lightning and fire jutsus, but not many. I had a good amount of chakra for an animal. I had only been with there for a few months, and was still a pup, when the chunnin exams came around.