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A Desert Rose	By : DemonMiko Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2868 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Naruto is owned by Masashi Kishimoto, although I would love to own Gaara. I make no money from this story. Also, writing this with no beta reader, so there are bound to be some mistakes.

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A calm January afternoon in Suna. It was Makina's favorite time of the year. The day was warm, but nothing like the sweltering heat Suna endured the rest of the year. A short, white and red sundress flowed out around her while she sprawled out on the warm sand. It was perfect.

"Hold still!" Makina ordered, casting a look at the redhead seated in front of her. "I can't make your portrait if you keep moving!"

"Sorry..." Gaara mumbled. It was obvious that he was getting irritated, so she quickly scribbled her aqua crayon across where his eyes were located on the paper. When she finished, she sat up and held it at arm's length away, looking between her paper and subject.

"Perfect!" she giggled. It was her best picture yet, though still far from perfect. It was rather average for a 5-year-old, she supposed, but she didn't want to admit it. She then held the paper out to Gaara and he took it to look at it.

"Happy Birthday!!!"

Gaara smiled. He had mentioned his birthday to her once and he hadn't expected her to remember.

This was the first time anyone had made his birthday a happy event. Normally it was a day to remember and grieve for the death of his mother, Karura. Yashamaru always left him home while he went to her grave. Gaara never received presents.

He held the paper close. Even with its imperfections, he appreciated the thought and genuinely liked the picture. Makina smiled wide and he returned a small smile as well.

"Thank you Kina-chan."

Kina started to pack her crayons back into the box, smiling happily to herself, and she handed him her sketchbook.

"You can have these too. They're part of the present." She said, sealing the crayon box and pushing it towards him. "I couldn't get two without my aunt getting suspicious...so I had to use yours for the portrait...sorry."

Gaara nodded. He knew the stories of Kina's aunt and he agreed that she had handled the situation as well as she could. He took the gift and scooted over to sit next to her.

They both sat in silence for a while before she leaned back to lay on the sand, looking up at the sky.

"Pretty isn't it?" she whispered, a light breeze blowing past her while she watched the clouds floating by.

Gaara followed after her, leaning back to lay on the ground as well.

"Very pretty..."

The minutes passed by silently and a large gust of wind blew past, sending a small flurry of sand to whip around Kina. She scooted closer to Gaara, nuzzling her face against his arm to shield her eyes. She didn't notice, but the sand simply swirled around her, never really coming into contact with her body. Gaara was warm and she was comfortable with how she was laying. She didn't want to move. Without realizing it, she began to doze off.

Gaara watched her. Her eyes were closed but her eyelashes fluttered just slightly, dark against her slightly tanned, but still pale, skin. Light pink lips opened just the slightest as she buried her head against his arm. He smiled and sat up, brushing stray reddish-brown hairs away from her face before picking up his present.

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Kina soon found herself being lightly shaken awake. Her eyes opened slowly and she rubbed them with the back of her hand. It was dark and she looked around trying to remember where she was. Her gaze instantly flickered to red hair and she let out a sigh of relief. Apparently, the two of you were still on the outskirts of the playground.

"It's getting late Kina-chan. Won't your aunt want you home soon?"

She looked up at the stars and sighed. She felt bad, having slept through his birthday, and now she had to go home.

She nodded and stood up, dusting the sand of her dress.

"Let's play again tomorrow." Gaara said quietly.

Kina smiled and nodded. "I'll make riceballs and we can have a picnic again!"

Gaara nodded before he picked up his presents and started to walk back home. Makina followed suit and returned to her own house just on time.

Neither her aunt or sister caused her any problems for once. She slipped into her room and closed the door.

She let out a soft giggle and fell back onto the bed. A slight rustle was heard when she fell onto black sheets, and she reached into her pocket. She felt paper brush her fingertips, so she pulled the folded item out. She stared quietly for a moment and slowly unfolded it. She couldn't help but let out another giggle when she saw what it was.

There was a small picture, colored in crayon and drawn much better than hers had been. There was a girl with shoulder-length reddish-brown hair and a white and red sundress sleeping in the sun while a boy with red hair sat beside her, a wall of sand shielding them from the suns rays. In the corner was a small message.

"I'll keep you safe"

A small smile crept upon her lips as she folded it back up and held it to her chest.

This was the moment Makina realized her crush on Gaara.
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