Chapter Text
After a long, ugly battle, Naruto came out on top after headbutting Gaara. The two beasts were gone, the sandy creature went back inside of Gaara and the toad went back to wherever it came from. Even the sand trapping Sakura disappeared, dropping her onto the tree branch.
Pneuma stared down at the injured Gaara, he was breathing heavily. She looked back at Sothis, "hey, you wanna go inside Gaara’s head?"
Sothis shrugged, she didn't even question how or even why she would want to do that, "Sure. Got nothing better to do"
Pneuma and Sothis used their powers to enter Gaara's mind, floating around in a empty void. Quiet. It is like floating in a empty space.
It wasn't until they hear crying, soft crying. They turned to see a young Gaara, holding a teddy bear. He looked soft and vulnerable. This made Sothis look down at him in pity and softness, "poor child." She said to herself.
Young Gaara looked up at them, sniffing and rubbed his eyes with his free hand, "who…who are you?"
"we’re here to help" Pneuma said softly, looking softly at the Younger Gaara.
"help?" Young Gaara's voice sounded unsure, weak.
Suddenly, the scene changed. A white light flashed brightly. When Pneuma and Sothis open their eyes, they saw they were in the Land of Sand, they were near a playground. They saw Gaara in the middle of the playpen, holding a toy close to his chest as children hiding behind their parents or running from Gaara.
This made the sisters upset, especially Pneuma, who side eye the children. She understood their kids, likely been told Gaara is dangerous, been told half-truths. But this still it bothers her. It was like how Naruto was raised.
Sothis felt similar. This reminded her how people treated Dedue back in Fodlan, hating him for something that's not even his or his people's fault. It pissed her off to no end.
"everyone hates me…" Young Gaara's soft voice broke through the sound around her, "I’m a monster in everyone’s eyes"
"not everyone’s…." Sothis said to Young Gaara, "just see a child wanting love"
Young Gaara's voice hitched slightly. Before he could say anything, the scene changed once again. This time, it is in a apartment. There was a man with sandy blonde hair, probably early to mid 20s. Young Gaara was there. Sothis could assume that's his uncle or some relative.
The man noticed the sisters, which surprised them, before looking at the Young Gaara and asked, "oh… Gaara are these two friends?"
Young Gaara looked at the sisters, mainly at Pneuma before nodding, looking back at the man, "I guess so..."
Pneuma smiled, going up to Young Gaara and ruffling his hair. He giggled softly, the purest sound Pneuma heard from him. This made her smile softly.
The area surrounding them suddenly shifts and flickers almost like a tv screen and the sisters are now watching as Young Gaara is crying on a balcony when kunais fly as Young Gaara but he’s protected by sand that suddenly forms. then the sand crushes the guy with a mask and when Young Gaara lifts it… it revealed to be the man.
Young Gaara stared in shock, his voice came out as shacky and weak, "Uncle..."
The man, his uncle, explained to Young Gaara why he did it. His father gave the order and that he couldn't say no, that he always hated Gaara as he killed his sister by being born. Even going as far that he was never loved.
Sothis felt angry and sick. Her mind flashed to Jeralt and Byleth. Byleth's mother, Sitri, died in childbirth. Her last wish was for Byleth to live, for Sothis's heart to live within Byleth so he has a chance to live. Jeralt never made Byleth felt anything less then his child, his one and only son. Even if Jeralt wasn't the best father, he loved Byleth. Never blamming him for Sitri's death.
She hated the man for saying that to a child, especially one who has no one else to love him. Seeing the Young Gaara crying, all she can mumble to the man was, "bastard...."
The scene changed again. This time, back to the void. The current Gaara stood in front of the sisters. His face look blank, but a hint of loneliness in his eyes, "you see why I am like this? If my own uncle doesn’t love me. There is no hope for someone like me. Only I can love myself"
Pneuma stomped over to Gaara, slamming her hands on his shoulders, "what did I say last time!" she then flicked his forehead, making him stumble back, "I want to be your friend!"
Gaara held his forehead, staring at Pneuma with a look that screams something is wrong with her, "after seeing what I did to my uncle, my own family….and how others treat me…."
She shakes her head and lets out a sigh, "I told you; I don't care."
"But..." Gaara's gaze turn to slight worry, confusion,
Sothis stepped forward and spoke, "I can back up my sister here. He tried to kill you first and a man will say anything before their death. Humans are weird creatures, but not all are heartless. You just need to let people in and find the right person"
Gaara stared at the eldest goddess in slight surprise, he now thinking over her words like they were new to him.
"exactly" Pneuma nodded in agreement.
Gaara spoke up, "I--..." he couldn't find the words. His would brain betray him.
"should start living your life not as a vengeance killing machine?" Sothis asked, half joking, "yeah, that"
With that, the sisters left his head. Leaving the red headed boy to think of their words.
The girls reawaken within their own bodies. When awaken, they saw Naruto crawling towards Gaara, who awaken to see him. Naruto gave him a speech, how they are more alike then both realize. It is more things for him to think about. Hitting harder.
They went down and began to heal the two beast holders. When finished, Pneuma turned to Sothis and spoke, "oh! Sister i forgot to tell you this before because of everything going on but Dimitri is finally acting himself again. Byleth gave him a talk"
"oh THANK YOU!" Sothis said with so much relief, "About time!"
"I KNOW!!!" Pneuma also yelled in joy and relief, "they’re going to head to Fargus (I can’t fucking spell) so he can reclaim his title as king and such"
Sothis gave a small nod, "good. His people suffered long enough"
Just then, a blue flame floated towards Pneuma. She held it in her hands. She gave a hard look at it before a awkward look fallen upon it.
Sothis notice and already know it someone they know, "...who is it?"
"...Lord 3rd" Pneuma answered.
Naruto, who is barely awake, shot up. "WHAT?!"
Sothis blinked, ".....oof"
Me: and New chapter!
Ayla: and Lord 3rd is dead
Cherry: oh well. We won't miss him
Me: I would admit, the first time I watch the anime and saw his death, i did cry
Cherry: uh huh
Me: I was 13! Anyways, thanks for reading--
All: BYE!