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A review of the whole story (Been so long since I updated, I feel it's necessary):

Gaara moves to America with his siblings.
He kills a gang, an old man finding their dead bodies on his early morning walk. One man is left alive, though delirious.
Gaara has his first day of school.. Meeting Mr Bhakah (who inquires why he's ‘wearing eyeliner') and his gym and art teachers..(He awes the class with the number of pull ups in gym, and appeared to have enjoyed himself in art.)
Enter: Ms. Rebecca. She drives the two siblings home and kisses Gaara on the kanji, scaring the piss out of him.
She gets home, which can be seen from where Gaara and siblings are staying, and appears wounded.
He tries ramen for the first time and loves it.
Gaara sneaks out and a drunk guy thinks he's a prostitute. Gaara kills him. He finds the drunken blood addicting and leaves it..     Hoping on finding somebody else before returning home.
He decides to kill Ms Rebecca, because of the strange feelings he's having.
He ends up drinking some blood from the wound she'd gotten and stealing some of her cookies.
Some girls talk to Gaara and Kankuro.. One of them who we later find out is named Lola, touches one of Gaara's sandy bracelets and it attacks her, unnoticed by anyone but her and Gaara.
Mr. Baka inquires about Gaara's ‘eyeliner' and he calmly tells him it wasn't because of his dead parents and that, in fact, he was glad his dad was dead and that he wished he was the one that killed him.
A masochistic girl (Lola again) catches Gaara's interest.
He realizes basketball is fun!

~6~ Curiosity

Gaara's fame seemed to spread through out the school quickly. People pointed and talked excitedly when he walked by. It was making him uneasy. Being stared at by so many people...

Gaara headed toward his next class.. And saw a blonde talking to some strange people.  The direction of his next class made him have to walk by them.
The blonde guy was talking about him.. Saying things about how hot he was and how much he wanted to ‘do' him.
Gaara blushed as he rushed away from them, totally freaked out.

When he entered his last class, the first thing he noticed was the smell of clay and.. Blood. However faint it was. He glanced to his art teacher and saw she was wearing a shirt that had sleeves that went just past the elbows.. Covering the wound she had gotten on her arm.
Gaara worked some more on his current art project before finishing and turning it in. As he handed it to Ms Rebecca, he asked "Where did you get that wound from..?"
She squeaked and almost dropped the project that was just handed to her. "Oh, I just.. Wait, how did you find out?"
Gaara shook his head. "Never mind that. Tell me."
She blinked. "My boyfriend is a little...Oh, you never mind! It's not important!" she scurried off, leaving him alone. He returned to his seat.

Gaara and Kankuro met up after school and they walked home in silence.

The old man was driving home after a lot of shopping. He even got a gift for his granddaughter..    When he saw Gaara. He recalled back to the bloody scene when he saw the injured man. ‘H-he.. Has dark eyes.. A demonic tattoo above his eye and red, red hair..'
The old mans eyes bulged. He was staring at the murderer of a whole gang of people.. Probably more.
Kankuro said "Go straight home, got it?"
Gaara's eyes narrowed. "Don't tell me what to do.."
"Please!"
"Fine. I have nothing better to do." Gaara said coldly.
Kankuro twitched in fear, then left.
Gaara walked down the street.. He casually glanced up to an oncoming car.
The old man almost gasped as the gaze rose up to him. The eyes screamed of murder.
Gaara paid no heed to the old man.. Before the car was heading right for him. The old man was planning on killing him.
Sand got in the way of the oncoming car, stopping it. The old man screamed in fear when the car crashed into sand instead of a heartless killer.
Gaara stared in shock. Shukaku did have helpful moments. He decided that fleeing was a better idea. He leapt to a roof, then hopped across other roofs until he was home. He went straight to bed. School was tiresome...

The door to Gaara's room opened as Kankuro checked to see if he had really listened to him. The door closed again as Kankuro sighed in relief.

Gaara woke, bloodlust unusually high. Night had just fallen. He swore, realizing he slept a bit too late. He rose from his bed and wandered about his room for a few moments before exiting and eating some ramen and watching his two siblings watch the news with wide eyes. They were learning of Gaara's recent murders..and the car wreak of the old man.
Gaara paid no heed as he silently ate the ramen, wishing the liquid was blood.
When he finished he walked over to the window and stared outside. The black haired girl, Lola, was passing by. "I'm going out for a while.." he mumbled.
His frightened siblings said "What are you doing..?"
"Nothing important." Gaara said simply as he headed for the door to exit the building.

Soon Gaara was following Lola, his bloodlust rising slightly the longer he watched her. She eventually turned down onto a dark alley. He grinned. Maybe he could get his blood here?
She walked down the alley some before stopping and leaning against a wall, back sliding against it as she lowered herself to the ground. Gaara hid in the shadows near her, watching.
She stared tearfully at the wall as she removed a thick bracelet, revealing some cuts on her wrist. She drew a razor blade and mumbled "Nobody cares about me.." as she dragged the razor across her wrist.
Gaara's eyes widened. He couldn't do that even if he wanted to.
Lola started crying as she said "Nobody loves me.." and she cut herself again.
If Gaara's bloodlust wasn't incredibly high already, he probably would have laughed.
She sobbed silently as she stopped cutting across her wrist. She angled the blade to go down her arm. "Nobody will miss me.. If I killed myself, right?" she asked herself, pressing the blade into her skin and started to slide it down her arm, to kill herself.
Sand gripped the razor and flung it. Gaara stepped forward. "What are you doing?"
Lola squeaked in fear. "Wh-wh.."
Gaara's eyes narrowed as he stepped closer. Sand lifted her to her feet. She looked as though she were going to scream. She tried to back away but the sand stopped her as Gaara drew closer. "Were you about to kill yourself?" he asked in curiosity.
"Yes." Lola said flatly. She struggled against the sand. "Are you going to kill me?" She said almost hopefully.
"No.. Well maybe, but first.." Gaara said grabbing her arm and bringing the bloody wrist to his mouth.
Lola bit back a moan as the tongue licked at her self-inflicted cuts.
After a while, Gaara gave the cuts one last lick and pulled away. "Why waste blood..? It's always so good.."
Sand dripped off of her and she relaxed some. "Y-your eyes!" She squeaked, seeing that they were glowing.
"Oh.. Ignore that. It happens when blood excites me." Gaara said simply.
Lola gaped at him. "That's.. Not normal."
Gaara stared at her lazily. "I'm not exactly normal."

Description
A review of the whole story (Been so long since I updated, I feel it's necessary):

Gaara moves to America with his siblings.
He kills a gang, an old man finding their dead bodies on his early morning walk. One man is left alive, though delirious.
Gaara has his first day of school.. Meeting Mr Bhakah (who inquires why he's ‘wearing eyeliner') and his gym and art teachers..(He awes the class with the number of pull ups in gym, and appeared to have enjoyed himself in art.)
Enter: Ms. Rebecca. She drives the two siblings home and kisses Gaara on the kanji, scaring the piss out of him.
She gets home, which can be seen from where Gaara and siblings are staying, and appears wounded.
He tries ramen for the first time and loves it.
Gaara sneaks out and a drunk guy thinks he's a prostitute. Gaara kills him. He finds the drunken blood addicting and leaves it..     Hoping on finding somebody else before returning home.
He decides to kill Ms Rebecca, because of the strange feelings he's having.
He ends up drinking some blood from the wound she'd gotten and stealing some of her cookies.
Some girls talk to Gaara and Kankuro.. One of them who we later find out is named Lola, touches one of Gaara's sandy bracelets and it attacks her, unnoticed by anyone but her and Gaara.
Mr. Baka inquires about Gaara's ‘eyeliner' and he calmly tells him it wasn't because of his dead parents and that, in fact, he was glad his dad was dead and that he wished he was the one that killed him.
A masochistic girl (Lola again) catches Gaara's interest.
He realizes basketball is fun!

~6~ Curiosity

Gaara's fame seemed to spread through out the school quickly. People pointed and talked excitedly when he walked by. It was making him uneasy. Being stared at by so many people...

Gaara headed toward his next class.. And saw a blonde talking to some strange people.  The direction of his next class made him have to walk by them.
The blonde guy was talking about him.. Saying things about how hot he was and how much he wanted to ‘do' him.
Gaara blushed as he rushed away from them, totally freaked out.

When he entered his last class, the first thing he noticed was the smell of clay and.. Blood. However faint it was. He glanced to his art teacher and saw she was wearing a shirt that had sleeves that went just past the elbows.. Covering the wound she had gotten on her arm.
Gaara worked some more on his current art project before finishing and turning it in. As he handed it to Ms Rebecca, he asked "Where did you get that wound from..?"
She squeaked and almost dropped the project that was just handed to her. "Oh, I just.. Wait, how did you find out?"
Gaara shook his head. "Never mind that. Tell me."
She blinked. "My boyfriend is a little...Oh, you never mind! It's not important!" she scurried off, leaving him alone. He returned to his seat.

Gaara and Kankuro met up after school and they walked home in silence.

The old man was driving home after a lot of shopping. He even got a gift for his granddaughter..    When he saw Gaara. He recalled back to the bloody scene when he saw the injured man. ‘H-he.. Has dark eyes.. A demonic tattoo above his eye and red, red hair..'
The old mans eyes bulged. He was staring at the murderer of a whole gang of people.. Probably more.
Kankuro said "Go straight home, got it?"
Gaara's eyes narrowed. "Don't tell me what to do.."
"Please!"
"Fine. I have nothing better to do." Gaara said coldly.
Kankuro twitched in fear, then left.
Gaara walked down the street.. He casually glanced up to an oncoming car.
The old man almost gasped as the gaze rose up to him. The eyes screamed of murder.
Gaara paid no heed to the old man.. Before the car was heading right for him. The old man was planning on killing him.
Sand got in the way of the oncoming car, stopping it. The old man screamed in fear when the car crashed into sand instead of a heartless killer.
Gaara stared in shock. Shukaku did have helpful moments. He decided that fleeing was a better idea. He leapt to a roof, then hopped across other roofs until he was home. He went straight to bed. School was tiresome...

The door to Gaara's room opened as Kankuro checked to see if he had really listened to him. The door closed again as Kankuro sighed in relief.

Gaara woke, bloodlust unusually high. Night had just fallen. He swore, realizing he slept a bit too late. He rose from his bed and wandered about his room for a few moments before exiting and eating some ramen and watching his two siblings watch the news with wide eyes. They were learning of Gaara's recent murders..and the car wreak of the old man.
Gaara paid no heed as he silently ate the ramen, wishing the liquid was blood.
When he finished he walked over to the window and stared outside. The black haired girl, Lola, was passing by. "I'm going out for a while.." he mumbled.
His frightened siblings said "What are you doing..?"
"Nothing important." Gaara said simply as he headed for the door to exit the building.

Soon Gaara was following Lola, his bloodlust rising slightly the longer he watched her. She eventually turned down onto a dark alley. He grinned. Maybe he could get his blood here?
She walked down the alley some before stopping and leaning against a wall, back sliding against it as she lowered herself to the ground. Gaara hid in the shadows near her, watching.
She stared tearfully at the wall as she removed a thick bracelet, revealing some cuts on her wrist. She drew a razor blade and mumbled "Nobody cares about me.." as she dragged the razor across her wrist.
Gaara's eyes widened. He couldn't do that even if he wanted to.
Lola started crying as she said "Nobody loves me.." and she cut herself again.
If Gaara's bloodlust wasn't incredibly high already, he probably would have laughed.
She sobbed silently as she stopped cutting across her wrist. She angled the blade to go down her arm. "Nobody will miss me.. If I killed myself, right?" she asked herself, pressing the blade into her skin and started to slide it down her arm, to kill herself.
Sand gripped the razor and flung it. Gaara stepped forward. "What are you doing?"
Lola squeaked in fear. "Wh-wh.."
Gaara's eyes narrowed as he stepped closer. Sand lifted her to her feet. She looked as though she were going to scream. She tried to back away but the sand stopped her as Gaara drew closer. "Were you about to kill yourself?" he asked in curiosity.
"Yes." Lola said flatly. She struggled against the sand. "Are you going to kill me?" She said almost hopefully.
"No.. Well maybe, but first.." Gaara said grabbing her arm and bringing the bloody wrist to his mouth.
Lola bit back a moan as the tongue licked at her self-inflicted cuts.
After a while, Gaara gave the cuts one last lick and pulled away. "Why waste blood..? It's always so good.."
Sand dripped off of her and she relaxed some. "Y-your eyes!" She squeaked, seeing that they were glowing.
"Oh.. Ignore that. It happens when blood excites me." Gaara said simply.
Lola gaped at him. "That's.. Not normal."
Gaara stared at her lazily. "I'm not exactly normal."