Hinata and Gaara

Hinata and Gaara – A Violent Storm, a Simple Lullaby
Rain pounded against the windows of the Kazekage’s home. It was a rare storm but a violent one. Thunder echoed and lightning flashed, it was a dark and scary world to be in. A cry soon began to carry through the house. It became louder as the storm worsened.

“I’ll take care of it,” said a female voice to her husband. She rolled out of her comfortable spot next to her love and walked down the hallway. She opened a door with a moon engraved on it.
The nursery lit up with another lightning flash as Hinata walked up to the wooden crib. She peered in to find her baby, her red headed, white eyed baby girl, crying like there was no tomorrow.
She lifted her precious buddle from its resting place and cradled it in her arms. She sat in her chair, the one her husband had given to her when he found out she was pregnant. She rocked back and forth singing an old lullaby from her days as a child.


Little child, be not afraid
the rain pounds harsh against the glass
Like an unwanted stranger
There is no danger
I am here tonight


The little girl’s tears continued and became louder as another wave of lightning and thunder hit the house. Hinata continued her song.


Little child
Be not afraid
Though thunder explodes
And lightning flash
Illuminates your tearstained face
I am here tonight

And someday you'll know
That nature is so
This same rain that draws you near me
Falls on rivers and land
And forests and sand
Makes the beautiful world that you see
In the morning


The cry’s became quieter, the tears slowed and the child looked toward her mother.


Little child
be not afraid
The storm clouds mask your beloved moon
And its candlelight beams
Still keep pleasant dreams
I am here tonight


The child cooed as if to urge her mother to continue.


Little child
Be not afraid
The wind makes creatures of our trees
And the branches to hands
They're not real, understand
And I am here tonight

And someday you'll know
That nature is so
This same rain that draws you near me
Falls on rivers and land
And forest and sand
Makes the beautiful world that you see
In the morning

For you know, once even I
Was a little child
And I was afraid
But a gentle someone always came
To dry all my tears
Trade sweet sleep the fears
And to give a kiss goodnight


The child had become completely silent, and so had the storm. The song continued as the child eyes began to close and flutter open again.


Well, now I am grown
And these years have shown
Rain's a part of how life goes
But it's dark and it's late
So I'll hold you and wait
'til your frightened eyes do close

And I hope that you'll know
That nature is so
This same rain that draws you near me
Falls on rivers and land
And forests and sand
Makes the beautiful world that you see
In the morning

Everything's fine in the morning
The rain will be gone in the morning
But I'll still be here in the morning


The child was out cold, sleeping heavily in her mother’s arms, safe and sound. Hinata sat still for a minute or two. It seemed that her song had not only soothed her child but the storm that had frightened her as well. Hinata lifted herself from her chair, and laid her child back in her crib. She held on the bars surrounding it, almost afraid that if she let go her child would disappear too. She could not help but to want to hold onto that baby girl forever. Arms encircled Hinata; a strong grip lifted her hand off the bars.

“She will be ok you know. Tsukiakari is very lucky to have a mother like you.”
“And she is extremely lucky to have a father like you,” Hinata turned to face Gaara, and kissed him gently. They had been parents for 18 months and it still felt like it was the very first day. Gaara placed his hand on Hinata stomach, “And if anything I say is worth, this next one will be the luckiest child in the world.”
Hinata placed her hand over Gaara’s, she laughed a little when she felt a kick. “That proves your right.” Hinata and Gaara looked back at their other child, still asleep soundly, as if nothing had happened.

“Just wait Tsukiakari, in a few months you will have someone who will look up to you,” said Hinata.

“Come on Hina-chan. Let’s let Tsukiakari sleep.”

Hinata smiled at her old nickname, and followed her husband back to their room, stealing one last glace at her baby. “I must be the luckiest women on earth.”

*Tsukiakari means “Moon”
*The song is called, “Lullaby for a Stormy Night.” It is sung by Vienna Teng.
*Go to: www.youtube.com/watch?v=eNQfYC… to hear this song.