sorry this is so late. I have had a very busy month. my Odessey of the Mind team all lost their script for scean four at the same tmie so i had to re-write it from memory and we haven't even started of our back drop for the polar region. I'm on the schools math counts teem and I tied for tenth with my best friend but he won because he had one more question right in the target round. History projects, which are not optional, are due soon and i haven't even started.

The Naruto 2 anime series comes out mid february and I'm excited about that. Has anyone here seen the movie "Moon Child"? It rocks.

oh and i made a few minor changes to chapter three

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

Warnings: yaoi, attempted suicide

Parrings: Sasunaru, Implied one-sided Itasasu, and very slight implied Gaara/Neji

ages: Neji 13 in flashback 16 in regular story. Sasuke: 12 in flashback Gaara: 14 in the regular story

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Human Error Chapter ten:

Anytime

His breath was coming in short gasps now and he was tiring quickly. The light yellow walls seemed to close in on him from all sides. He didn't know how long he had been running or even where he was in the building. All he cared about was getting as far as he could from the other boy.

Finally his legs gave out and he collapsed in the middle of the hallway. He pulled himself over to the wall and brought his knees up to his chest. Naruto gazed up at the crystal chandelier that served as the only source of illumination in the hallway as he tried to calm his heavy breathing and stop the tears from flowing from his eyes.

'I really shouldn't have done that.' Naruto thought.

'I really shouldn't have.'

he sighed and curled his head against his knees and pulled his arms up to cover his head in an attempt to muffle the new wave of sobs that wracked his body. It was less what happened today that had made Naruto so upset and more what it had reminded him of. It had brought painful memories back up to the surface of his mind.

No one knew what had happened that day and even Iruka, who would usually arrive before something like this ever had a chance of happening, had arrived well after the bodies had been reduced to a pile of charred remains and the whole room had been filled with smoke and black flames.

Naruto's fist angrily came in contact with the wall. Causing a crack to appear the surface of the wall.

"Damn it! I am such an idiot. He probably hates me now. Why did I have to screw up again!" he growled closing his eyes to try to fight back the tears that were gathering once again. Because Naruto, despite his mask of happiness, was afraid of rejection.

"So you think he think he hates you, eh?" said a voice to Naruto's left.

Naruto's bright blue eyes flew open and he whipped his head around to see a red headed male leaning up against the wall.

Gaara surveyed the scene in front of him with a bored look on his face.

"You're going to have to pay for that, you know?" he said gesturing toward the crack that had been made when Naruto's fist had slammed into the wall.

When Naruto just looked down at the ground Gaara sighed slightly. This was not going to be very easy for him, was it?

"He doesn't hate you." Gaara said sitting down next to Naruto on the floor.

After a few moments with still no response from the blond Gaara continued.

"He's just confused. He's unsure of his feelings for you. He is scared of getting close to people, as cliché as that sounds."

Once again he was met with silence, no, that wasn't right, Gaara's world was never silent and never had been for as long as he could remember.

"How do you know this." 'Did you talk to him?' Naruto continued in his mind. Fearing that if he said too much his voice would break and the tears would flow with more force as old memories bubbled to the surface again and again.

"No, I haven't talked with Sasuke yet. Though I was planning to. No, that's not why I know. I can read minds."

Naruto's eyes widened.

"Wha-?"

"There's no reason to be so surprised." Gaara said cutting him off.

"It's not like you're normal either."

"What do you know about me?" Naruto asked even though he already knew the answer.

"Everything." Gaara whispered.

"Was I right?"

"That is not my decision. But suffering proves you are human and not a monster like one that they make you out to be. When you stop suffering is when you should really start worrying. When you have truly become numb to everything and you no longer feel anything, neither pain nor happiness." Gaara's expression became dark and he was silent for a while before he turned and met Naruto's lonely, pain filled blue eyes with his own pale green eyes.

"Everyone has something that saddens them. Most of them, however, are lucky. There lives run rather smoothly. They blindly believe what they are told, without ever thinking about what those thoughts and beliefs will do to the people they are aimed at. They just going on living their normal lives and keep thinking what they have beliefs that they have held since childhood. The beliefs that destroy lives."

Gaara paused.

"Do you want to hear a story, Naruto-kun?" Gaara asked.

Naruto nodded and Gaara started speaking. All the while wrapping Naruto in his tale of lies, deceit, hatred and at long last happiness.

"About seventeen years ago a man became the leader of a small village, miles away from his country's capital, Suna. The man had always been rather nice on the outside but on the inside he was rotten to the core. He had played the people of the village like a harp, won their support through lies and trickery. The town was small though and soon the man tired of it. He wanted more. He began to extend the borders of his empire. But, no matter how large his empire was it was never enough for him.

Three years after he first came into power in that small village he became the kazekage and inherited an ancient relic, an evil spirit sealed within a brass jar. Even though he was kazekage, he still wanted more. He wanted to have a weapon that he could use to take over the world. when His wife wife was due to give birth to what would be his third child he got a idea. Using the blood of the wife that he had never really loved he bound the spirit to the soul of his son. He gave his normal son fake powers that were stronger than most so that he could never live a normal life. He gave the boy the name Gaara, meaning a self-loving carnage. Because with powers like that the only one that would love the boy would be himself.

The boy grew up hated by everyone in the village. They all knew there was some thing off about him even if there were only a few that knew why. By these few he was referred to as Gaara of the sand waterfall. The boy was never given a last name so he took what was handed to him. His name became Sabaku Gaara. He never wanted to hurt anybody he just wanted to be their friend. But, time and time again, he tried and was pushed away because of something that he couldn't control. He wanted to escape but, even that was imposable. Due to his curse he could not escape through his dreams or through death..."

A red headed eleven year old looked out through the window at the deep gray sky and the crystal clear raindrops falling from it. He always felt calmer when it rained. The rare desert storms seemed to interfere with his mind reading abilities and he only heard a slightly garbled fuzz from people on these days. And it was only on these days that he allowed himself to cry.

Gaara hated how people treated him. They thought he was some sort of monster and he had never had any friends because of that fact. He was a monster though. A monster that had killed his own mother and had the power to kill everyone had it not been for the power limiters that stopped his powers from killing him self or anybody else until he was needed as a weapon.

He rarely went out in the sunlight much but that say he had been restless. He had taken a walk over by the river that marked the border of Suna. He had picked a secluded spot where he could be alone and just gaze at the pale deep water in the river. They found him anyway. Most of the people were afraid of him but the few that weren't just made his life a living hell. Gaara couldn't get mad at them though so he became mad at himself for what they did.

The rock came hurtling at him but it did not hit. A sheet of sand had come involuntarily and blocked the object.

"Monster!" one of them cried and they all joined in in the throwing of objects and the name calling.

And as Gaara ran back to his "home" the sky began to darken and lightening flashed. The rain began.

So now he was sitting on the windowsill leaning up against the cool glass letting his tears flow. He had no idea how long he had been sitting there when he heard a muffled screaming inside his head. He could scarcely make out the words because of the rain but it seemed like someone was crying for help. Then in a rush he realized something. He pulled himself up and brought a hand up to wipe his eyes and then took of running toward the river. It did not often rain but sometimes when it did the water level in the river would rise and the current would become stronger.

He recognized the screaming voice in his head as he was running. It was the boy who had called him a monster. Still, even with this realization his pace did not slow. If anything he just ran faster. He had the power to save him and he wasn't going to be a monster and ignore the boys cries.

When he reached the river. He saw the boy clinging to a small branch of a tree that had been growing in the middle of the now swollen river. The boys friends were trying to help their friend and there were two boys, both slightly older than him self, there that Gaara had never met before.

The boys hold on the branch seemed to be loosening and then all of the sudden the boy lost his grip and was sent hurdling down the river.

Gaara acted quickly and in the the blink of an eye he had the said in the bottom of the river under his control and was using it the lift the boy out of the water and on to the shore. He set the boy down and went over to comfort the shivering child but when he reached out his hand he was met with a glare.

"You're a monster!" the boy yelled

"I would rather have died than have been saved by you!" the boy reached for the knife that he kept at his waist and threw it at Gaara.

Once again it was blocked by a sheet of sand. For not the first time, Gaara wished that his sand did not protect him because at that moment he just wanted to die.

Gaara reached down and picked u the knife. He looked over at the crowd of children and then at the two boys. Surely, even though they had just met him they felt the same disgust that the others felt. He turned and ran toward the cliffs hoping to find peace. Life was so unfair.

The cliffs soon came in sight. He had once tried to end his life by throwing himself off of the but he could not even take a step beyond the edge because of the talismans that were set up so that he could never go outside of the city.

He looked down at the bottom of the cliffs. Then moved as far as he could toward the city's boundaries. If he was going to try to die than he wanted to die as free as he could. Maybe the rain would weaken his powers like it weakened his mind reading. He raised the knife and prepared to stab himself deep in the heart. He brought the knife down in a silver arc but had to drop it when he felt a terrible feeling shoot through his entire body.

He looked down at his hands and saw them coated in a bright red substance. Blood.

Gaara turned around and was finally able to get a good view of the two boys. They were beautiful. He had never seen a person that was as beautiful as them in the whole of Suna. One of them had white eyes and the other had glowing red eyes. He felt his heart beat quickening. He had kept his preferences a secret because he didn't want to find another reason for them to hate him. Now though, he found that he couldn't stop staring. After a moment he tore his eyes away.

"Why did you stop me?" Gaara asked. "It's not like that would have killed me."

"You shouldn't even have thoughts of suicide. It doesn't matter if it will kill you or not it's the fact that you had those thoughts in the first place. But geeze!" the white eyed boy said turning to his partner. "You shouldn't have used so much energy in that, Sasuke! Look what you did to the poor boys hands."

the realization struck Gaara like a bolt of lightening.

"Sorry." his friend replied "It was hard to control it that quickly."

"You're like me..." he whispered.

"Yeah we're like you,kid. My name is Neji and this is Sasuke. What's your name?"

"Gaara." he said with a smile on his face "Sabaku Gaara."

and that was how Gaara met the two who he would soon call the most important people in his life. Hyuga Neji and Uchiha Sasuke .

"That little boy soon became the kazekage of Suna and with the help of his friends was able to live on and save his country from the financial state that his father had put the country in. He surpassed all expectations and was no longer treated as a monster but with the respect that he had deserved since he had been a child."

Gaara put his hand on Naruto shoulder.

"Even if you feel like you're at the end of your rope you have to try to live on. Sometimes life will just surprise you and you will find the light at the end the tunnel." Gaara smirked and then added

"You might even get to date the cute guy in the end."

Naruto reached out to playfully punch Gaara's shoulder but was met with sand.

"Still?" Naruto asked frowning.

"Yeah, I still can't die..." Gaara trailed off and stared at the ground and then suddenly he lifted his head up.

"You know what I think. I think that you two need each other."

"Eh?" Naruto said slightly surprised.

"How do you even know that Sasuke likes guys?"

"I can read minds remember. But even if I couldn't I don't see how he couldn't be, with his brother how he is."

"What about Itachi-san?" Naruto asked

"Look carefully and you will see it. I can't tell you he would probably kill me if I did." Gaara said calmly.

Then he stood up and started walking away.

"I'm thinking of a plan. I wouldn't talk to Sasuke for a while though, he needs a bit of time to cool down."

When Gaara was at the end of the hallway Naruto whispered, so faintly that he barely heard it.

"Thanks Gaara."

The red head turned and flashed him a rare smile

"Anytime, Naruto-kun. Anytime."

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I don't know when I will be able update next but I have everything planned out. so please read and review