SkyGirl

Hey! I got your request done!
http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-643590.html
I hope you like it.

Older Gaara: Of course he does. He's just a little shocked.

Cookie: *stares* (thoughts) He's so familiar.

You: I was shocked, too.
Older you: I was going to wait to tell you when Gaara got here. But...he was running late. *looks over at the Older Gaara*

Lane: *shakes me gently* It's morning. We need to get you going.
Me: Huh?
Lane: The doctor?
Me: Uuhhhhhh *falls back onto my pillow*

not much ._. I'm bored and it's too damn hot! o_o;;
how bout you?

hi to want to be friends

Gaara: *stares down at them* Y-younger....w-what?
Older Gaara: wellll...*smiles*

You: Gaara these are...well.
Older you: You're future kids.

Gaara: O_o *keeps staring*


Me: *smiles* Get some sleep...it's almost morning...

Older Gaara: Soory I'm late. *laughs nervously*
Gaara: Mrf. Now can I know what's going on!?
You: Gaara! *hugs him*
Cookie: Young Daddy!!
Older You: Cookie. Behave.

Me: *rolls over* Zzzzzzz
Lane: *falls off the bed* ahhhh!
Me: *sits up* Uhhhhhng. Lane.

Older Torrie: (thoughts) Sorry, Gaara. I had to show her.

Gaara: Will she be okay?
Older Gaara: Trust me. She's fine. She's with her older self, too.
Gaara: ..then why are you here?

Me: *nods slowly* Mmmmhm.
Lane: Okay. *falls asleep rubbing my back*

Gaara: What!?
Older Gaara: Don't worry. *thinks carefully* Someone is keeping her from destroying all we know.
Gaara: *gasps* What's wrong!? Why her? Why not...
Older Gaara: Don't bring them into it.
Gaara: (thoughts) He can read my mind? Duh...he's me.

Me: *sneezes* Huh?
Lane: *opens his eyes* You okay?
Me: *falls on his chest listening to his heart beat* Yes.

You: *holds in your breath*

You: W-who are you!?
Mystery person: *hands you cloths* Hurry...I'll explain.

Gaara: Wha.

Me and Lane: *asleep*
Me: *nuzzles my face into his chest*

Gaara: K-kakashi?
You: Yes. But don't worry. You're the one...
Gaara: *blushes*

Me: *smiles* Lane.
Lane: Huh? *shaking*
Me: We're really wek right now. Let's just shower and go to bed. Okay. dear?
Lane: *smiles* Okay. *picks me up*
Me: Lane...
Lane: I'll never be weak...not when it comes to you.