Hidden Powers
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
1,046
Reviews:
43
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Currently Reading:
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Sweet Dreams
Shukaku was gone…
And Gaara felt like he was no longer of good use to The Sand. What’s worse, he was more afraid of himself then ever. He wasn’t worth much anymore. He couldn’t control sand anymore and his chakra reserves were reduced severely. But that wasn’t the most pathetic part.
He couldn’t sleep.
Even with Shukaku gone, sleep wasn’t a sweet release from harsh reality. In truth, it was a lot more pleasant when he slept and let Shukaku take over. He’d sleep a dreamless sleep as Shukaku destroyed whatever was around him. Yeah, back then, sleep was kind of nice.
But now, he had nightmares. He was horrified of all he terrible things he had done before meeting a certain golden boy. All the gruesome crimes he committed. He felt like he should be locked up in a cage somewhere and left to rot.
Looks like the golden boy can’t come and fix everything.
Still, there is only so much you can busy yourself with in 24 hours, and even the Kazekage isn’t that busy. Gaara would get bored, and the strength Shukaku gave him that allowed him to stay awake just wasn’t there anymore. Every once in a while, he would succumb to the call of rest.
This time was just like before. Gaara’s physical being writhed as the nightmares began their onslaught. They would quell momentarily… an hour or two, allowing him to slip into the 5th stage of sleep, REM. You can’t dream in REM, but only the truly disturbed experienced night terrors here. It’s quick, a flash that occurs split second. It isn’t normal to have night terrors, and only a select few can actually claim they have. What you would call a normal case of it (though it’s not very normal at all) is when they have one and start from their sleep almost immediately. Screaming, sweating, confusion; you can’t recall any dream, because there isn’t one.
But Gaara was different. His night terrors would build, one after the other, then finally the one that sent him over the edge would have him straight to his feet out of the deepest sleep you can possibly imagine. And here he was, clutching his head and sobbing into the night. It’s thought that stuff like this could kill a man.
And Gaara was dieing.
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Chapter is short I know. I just wanna see how you guys like it before I continue, so R&R
And Gaara felt like he was no longer of good use to The Sand. What’s worse, he was more afraid of himself then ever. He wasn’t worth much anymore. He couldn’t control sand anymore and his chakra reserves were reduced severely. But that wasn’t the most pathetic part.
He couldn’t sleep.
Even with Shukaku gone, sleep wasn’t a sweet release from harsh reality. In truth, it was a lot more pleasant when he slept and let Shukaku take over. He’d sleep a dreamless sleep as Shukaku destroyed whatever was around him. Yeah, back then, sleep was kind of nice.
But now, he had nightmares. He was horrified of all he terrible things he had done before meeting a certain golden boy. All the gruesome crimes he committed. He felt like he should be locked up in a cage somewhere and left to rot.
Looks like the golden boy can’t come and fix everything.
Still, there is only so much you can busy yourself with in 24 hours, and even the Kazekage isn’t that busy. Gaara would get bored, and the strength Shukaku gave him that allowed him to stay awake just wasn’t there anymore. Every once in a while, he would succumb to the call of rest.
This time was just like before. Gaara’s physical being writhed as the nightmares began their onslaught. They would quell momentarily… an hour or two, allowing him to slip into the 5th stage of sleep, REM. You can’t dream in REM, but only the truly disturbed experienced night terrors here. It’s quick, a flash that occurs split second. It isn’t normal to have night terrors, and only a select few can actually claim they have. What you would call a normal case of it (though it’s not very normal at all) is when they have one and start from their sleep almost immediately. Screaming, sweating, confusion; you can’t recall any dream, because there isn’t one.
But Gaara was different. His night terrors would build, one after the other, then finally the one that sent him over the edge would have him straight to his feet out of the deepest sleep you can possibly imagine. And here he was, clutching his head and sobbing into the night. It’s thought that stuff like this could kill a man.
And Gaara was dieing.
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Chapter is short I know. I just wanna see how you guys like it before I continue, so R&R