You are son of the jinchurikin Gaara, Kazekage of the Sand Village. Being the son of an important person would be something many would brag about, but in truth, it always went unnoticed by you. Living with Gaara was peaceful, sometimes you didn't even know when he was home or not. The two of you didn't talk often, due to Gaara's quiet and reserved nature.

Your father's silent footsteps echoed through the hallway, he stopped in front of the door, thinking whether to open it or not, but then he just slowly opened the door and looked at you.

"I came to see... if you were okay."

He murmured, his tone monotone. Although you could tell he was trying to be more affectionate...