A/N: Okay here's chapter 1 of the Sequel of Healing Sands. The next two chapters will be up probably the same day as this one but if not they will be out by the 18th.

Disclaimer: If I owned it by now I wouldn't be writing this

Chapter 1: The Ghost Of You

Gaara stood in front of his mirror fixing his formal red kimono so that it hung at an angle on his overly thin frame. He frowned; the party tonight was not a good idea. When compared with other men he was gangly and weak, especially that damn Hokage that would be at the party. Naruto was tan and strong, one of the best ninja's that have ever lived. Gaara was pale and a lot weaker then the blonde and, not for the first time in his life, he felt uncomfortable in his own skin.

Running his hands down the warm thick clothe in order to straighten it he stopped. This was the same kimono he wore at his wedding.

Flash Back

"Why are we doing this?" Gaara asked pouting at his own reflection.

"Because," Hinata said leaning over and kissing his cheek. "We are the Kage family of Suna, we have an image to uphold."

"I don't care about images." Gaara grumbled.

"What is this really about?" Hinata asked leaning on his shoulder.

"I'm ugly." He pouted.

"Looks like I'm not the only one with mood swings." Hinata laughed.

"I feel so inferior." He said.

"Why?" Hinata asked. "Who do you feel inferior to?"

"His great Hokage-sama, Naruto." Gaara spat.

"Aww," Hinata said hugging her husband. "Just remember I love you and so will our child."

She put his hand on her stomach before smiling and leaning foreword kissing him again.

"Besides," she whispered. "Nothing about you is inferior."

His cheeks flushed and she began laughing again grabbing his hand and walking out the door together.

End flashback

A knock on his door broke him from his reverie. The door opened and a haggard looking maid popped her head in.

"Gaara-sama I'm sorry, to disturb you but it's about Daisuki." She said.

"What?" Gaara asked, turning to look at the woman. "What happened to him!?"

The Kazekage's heart beat rapidly in his chest but the maid smiled softly somewhat reassuring him.

"Nothing happened, he's snug in his bed, but he refuses to go to sleep without a story from his father." She said softly.

Gaara nodded turning back to the mirror and officially straightening the kimono. On the way out he grabbed his Kage hat. He walked fast down the hall and opened his son's door and paused, watching as Daisuki's personal nanny begged him to say goodnight to her but the silent boy remained the silent boy. As soon as the door closed the dark haired boy looked at his father.

"Good evening daddy." He said softly.

"Daisuki when are you going to start talking to your maids?" Gaara asked.

"I don't want to daddy, I don't like them." He said grabbing his old worn teddy bear and holding it close to his chest.

"Why?" Gaara asked.

"They all want something from you daddy." Daisuki said. "They said that now that your eligible they want a piece of your fine as…"

"Stop!" Gaara cried, silencing his son.

"What they say is a bad word isn't it daddy?" Daisuki asked.

"A very bad word, a word that would make your mom roll over in her grave." Gaara stated sitting on the edge of the bed, next to his son.

"They can do that?" Daisuki asked amazed.

"No," Gaara said. "It was just a figure of speech."

"Oh." Daisuki said looking at his teddy bear that was the only gift his mother was ever able to give him.

"So what story do you want to hear tonight?" Gaara asked.

"Oh, I don't want a story daddy I want to have a man to man talk with you." Daisuki said innocently, making Gaara chuckle.

"Where did you learn that?" he asked.

"Uncle Neji." Daisuki replied immediately.

"Figures." Gaara mumbled. "What else has he been teaching you?"

"Uncle Neji says that you and Naruto-san used to be completely anal douche bags." Daisuki said stumbling over the unfamiliar words.

Gaara's face reddened in anger. After he told Naruto what his good for nothing cousin-in-law was teaching his son Neji was as good as dead.

"Uncle Neji says that you're undernourished and that you're slowly killing yourself." Daisuki stated again, his large innocent eyes staring up at his angry father.

Gaara glared daggers at the floor as he thought of possible ways to murder Neji so that it looked like an accident.

"Uncle Neji says that mommy wanted to marry Naruto-san and not you and then you brain washed her and then you got married."

Screw an accident! He would gladly take any punishment the Hokage would give him, just so he could strangle Neji with his bare hands!

"Uncle Neji said that Naruto-san is a baka and he should have never become Hokage." Daisuki said excitedly, mistaking his father's sadistic smile for a pleased one.

On second thought, maybe Naruto would let him off with a 'warning' and help him dispose of the body.

"Uncle Neji also says…" there was a pause and Gaara watched his sons reaction. "That I'm going to get a new mommy soon."

Gaara watched as tears gathered in his sons eyes and he squeezed his teddy impossibly hard to keep the tears from falling. The Kazekage wrapped his arms around his son and let the boy cry.

"I don't want a new mommy." Daisuki cried. "I want my mommy back."

The familiar sting of tears alerted Gaara that in a few more minutes he would be crying to.

"Can't mommy come back to us?" Daisuki sobbed.

"I'm sorry, but no, she can't." Gaara choked.

"Why!" Daisuki whimpered. "Why!"

Gaara's son was only four, he was new the whole parenting thing and growing up he didn't necessarily have the best example. How was he going to explain death to Daisuki?

"Mommy's in a better place now, but she's still with us. Right here." He poked the teddy bear Daisuki was holding to signify the young boys heart.

"Really!?" he asked excitedly pulling his teddy away from his chest and looking down.

"Yes really." Gaara said. "Now I think it's time you go to sleep."

"Okay." Daisuki said happily.

Gaara stood and walked to the door preparing to leave but was stopped when Daisuki called out to him.

"What is it?" Gaara asked.

"Are you really going to find me a new mommy tonight?" Daisuki asked softly.

"Your uncle Neji is a liar." Gaara sighed, flicking off the lights. "Alright, I love you."

"I love you to." Daisuki said.

"Good night."

"Good night."

The Kazekage began to close the door but was stopped again by the soft call of his son.

"Daisuki, you really need to go to sleep." Gaara said.

"Uncle Neji said, mommy was really pretty…was she?" Daisuki asked, staring at his teddy bear.

"The prettiest," Gaara said softly.

"Ok." Daisuki said, distractedly. "Good night for real this time."

"Good night." The Kazekage said before closing the door with a soft click.

Daisuki then propped his bear up and stared right into it's mismatched button eyes and smiled widely.

"Hi mommy." He said. "Daddy said that you were still with us, right in there." He said poking the stuffed animals chest.

There was no noise from the stuffed animal as it just sat there, but Daisuki smiled even wider.

"I miss you mommy." Daisuki said hopefully.

The stuffed animal remained still and silent, this time Daisuki frowned and picked the bear up.

"Mommy, why aren't you talking to me?" Daisuki asked. "It's me, Daisuki. Don't you love me anymore?"

There was more silence and a few crystal like tears fell down his face as he hugged the teddy bear tight.

"I'm sorry mommy, for whatever I did to make you not love me anymore, but I'll make it up to you I promise." He said desperately. "Then you'll talk to me right?" he asked as more tears fell down his cheeks. "You'll love me again won't you?"

Gaara who had been listening from the outside closed his eyes and wished that Hinata was alive again, even if he never got to see her he wanted Daisuki to talk to his mother one last time.

"Hey Gaara!" a loud cheery voice echoed down the hall. "Why aren't you at the party?"

"Could you keep your voice down?" Gaara asked his stoic mask in place. "My son is trying to sleep."

"Oh right." The blonde man said sheepishly. "But we have to get you to the party NOW! There's someone you should meet."

"If it will get you to be quite." Gaara sighed as he followed the taller young man down the hall. "By the way Naruto."

"Hmm?" the Hokage asked.

"We have to have a talk about Neji." Gaara stated.

The blonde went off into a rant as the neared the end of the hall and Gaara turned back one last time to look at his son's door.

"Hinata, please." Gaara whispered. "Look over our soon in heaven."

---Page Break---

The small blonde girl slowly walked into the kitchen where her mother was diligently cooking dinner. Looking left and looking right she slowly reached her hand into the cookie jar and…

"Ai." Her mothers disapproving tone rang through the kitchen. "No dessert until AFTER your dinner.

"But mom!" Ai whined. "I'm so hungry I'm going to die!"

"Well go die somewhere else. I have to have dinner done by the time…" she began but was cut off as the front door opened.

"Daddy!" Ai cried running to her father.

"Too late." The older women sighed before turning just as her husband walked into the kitchen.

"Is dinner ready?" the young blonde man asked kissing his wife.

"No, Ai was distracting me, trying to sneak sweets before dinner again." The woman said disapprovingly.

"Aww not my Ai-chan." he said glancing at the small girl. "She would never do something like that."

"Oh of course not!" his wife replied sarcastically. "I must haven't seen correctly."

"Yup." he said shrugging.

"Get out of my kitchen!" she snapped.

Both blondes quickly shuffled out of the room and stood in the entrance hall.

"Ai," he began ruffeling her hair. "You can't disobey mom, she puts food on the table and without her we would both die un." he said dramatically.

"Yes daddy!" the little girl giggeled.

"So from now on you'll be good, yeah?" he asked. "And you'll listen to what she tells you?"

"Yes daddy." she said solemnly.

He reached into his pocket and took out a cookie before handing it to his bright eyed daughter.

"But daddy on the other hand can disobey mommy." he grinned.

"I heard AND saw that!" an irritated female voice shouted from the kitchen.

The young man stood up blushing as his wife entered the hall wielding a ladle. Ai giggled and ran off, cookie in hand.

"Hey where are you going!" her father called.

"You're on your own daddy!" Ai called.

"Traitor!" he cried as he received a hard smack on the head with the ladle.

He turned and wrapped his arms around his wife's waist pulling her towards him in order to stop her from hitting him a second time.

"That's not fair." she said smiling.

"Alls fair in love and war." he retorted kissing her once again. "I have good news un."

"What?" she asked curious.

"For the Christmas trading season we're going to Suna!" he said happily.

"Really!?" she cried excitedly hugging her husband tighter. "I love you Deidara!" she squealed.

The blonde smirked while holding his 'wife' close.

"I love you to Hinata."

A/N: It's the fifteenth so here's the first chapter of the Ghost of You.