Dream Salt had just moved to Konoha. It was a big village in the middle of the small island of Japan. Her family was transferred there because her father was an officer in the Marines. Dream didn't like the Marines much because from her experience with them they were cocky.
Konoha held a large Marine Corp base which most villages were stationed. Women in the military were looked down just a bit, but they had the guts. Dream didn't want to move and her mother tried hard to convince her it was for the better, but she did not waver. Konoha was just horrible in her eyes.
Dream was different from many girls. She was an artist, writer, and photographer. Nature, stories, and painting were her voice. Dream spoke through her work and gave the world a glimpse of her hidden mind.
The Salt girl was a beautiful shade of brown. Her long curly hair extended past her bust, and shined in the sun. The color was a dark brown that reminded her mother of dark chocolate. Crystal blue eyes shocked even the youngest of people when she gazed at them. Natural beauty was the definition of Dream Salt and no one disagreed.
Dream was tracing circles into the desk she sat in, not listening to the monotone voiced teacher or the whispered chatter of the other base students. The blue-eyed girl gently gripped the pencil in her hand and traced line after line forming a drawing of a forest floor with tree trunks grasping for the essence of life which lied in the dirt.
"Dream Salt, answer me!" With a blink she snapped out of her daze and looked up towards Mr. Iruka Umino, the on base teacher. All the students were staring at me with hateful smirks lingering on their faces.
"Answer what? You didn't ask me anything." Her attitude oozed with every word as each of those words made him angrier and made her smile more. She thought he was going to blow his head into oblivion if he didn't calm down, but this thought amused her.
"That is it, detention and I will contact you parents immediately." Mr. Umino's voice reflected his feelings of rage and showed discomfort at the emotion.
"Whatever. Not like anyone would care." She muttered under her breath before receiving her pink detention slip. This is going to be a long day, Dream. She thought to herself.
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The setting sun shone through Dream's bay room that resided above her bed. Her white wooded easel stood in the right corner of her room where her bed faced the tall easel in the left corner. Paper littered the floor with scribbled out ideas and buds of new imagination.
"Dream Salt!" Her mother, Kelly Salt, called from the ground floor. Dream's eyes rolled as she turned to her bedroom door and walked to her "doom."
"What is it mom?" Each step she took ended with a slap sound from her bare feet hitting the wooden floor. Her mother stood at the stairs with a pleasant look painted on her face and not written with anger. Confusion enveloped Dream instantly.
"We have been invited to the Konoha Marine Ball. It's a Masque." Dream stared at her mother with her left eyebrow raised. Silence surrounded the two women for a few moments before Kelly spoke again, "We are required to have a ball gown and a mask so tell me how you want your dress to look and I will make it."
"Alright mom." Dream was not a girl of many words and often kept to herself. She turned to ascend the stairs, but her mother grabbed her wrist.
"Iruka Umino, your teacher, spoke to me earlier today."
"What of it?"
"He said you received detention today for being disrespectful."
"OK, I really don't care mother." She yanked her wrist from her mother's grasp and started back up the stairs.
"You can't keep being like this every time your father is stationed somewhere new." Dream stopped at the top of the staircase and turned to her mother.
"I just want to have a normal life and stay in one place for more than a year mom." With that she departed into her room and didn't emerge for the rest of the night.
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The night of the Ball arrived and the Salts began to ready themselves for a long night. Kelly took Dream's sisters Savanna and Oasis and began to prepare them herself; Ami, Dream's older sister, and Dream where in her room helping each other.
Ami had Dream zip up her deep green gown. It had one strap that came across her chest and a silver chain holding a simple diamond hanging from her neck. Her dark straight hair was braided and wrapped into a bun. Ami had black heels that increased her height about two inches and she had nude lipstick on.
Dream began to undress from her daily clothing. Slowly, she removed the dark purple gown from her bed. With ease, she slid into the dress and Ami zipped it up from the back. Dream put a simple diamond necklace around her neck with diamond studs on her ears. Lifting her dress off the ground, she slid her petite feet into black heels about three inches high. Gently, she applied nude lipstick, like her sister did. Carefully, she removed the hair band, that held all her hair up, and let all her curls fall into her face an her shoulders.
The two girls were ready, as was their father, Sam. Ami and Dream's eighteen-year-old sister, Savanna, came down in a light blue halter gown and a strand of pearls clutching to her neck. Her hair was down and was very pixie like because it was flowing out from her head. She also only had nude lipstick on. The Salt girl natural beauty was defined with those girls. They never need make-up.
"Well, look at my beautiful daughters! Absolutely stunning and gorgeous!" Their dad said loudly. Dream looked at her father with her left brow raised and continued on her way.
"Sammy! Oasis is sick and can't go. Take the girls and have fun. I wills stay with Oasis, honey, alright?" Kelly ran to the stair case wrapped in a robe and looked at her family. Sam nodded his head and motioned for the girls to grab their masks and go.
Ami gracefully took her silver mask that had beautiful embroidery lining the edges. Their father didn't require a mask being a Marine officer, as he was dressed in uniform. Savanna had a light sky blue mask with white ribbon ridging the edges and falling to the side with a bow. Dream's mask was purple and had black stitching lining the eye holes and edges and flowers embroidered in with clear gems in the middle of the flowers.
"Girls you ready to go?" Sam asked his daughters. They nodded in response and they four journeyed to the limo waiting outside the house patiently. The family was ready to have a fun night.
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Soft classical music flowed through the large Ballroom with graceful ease and the dancers moving to the sound in the middle of the floor. Chatter was among the many masked people standing in the left corner. Young Marines began to drink and make this elegant Ball seem like a wild party.
"Ladies and Marines," An announcer stepped at the top of the staircase and continued, "Let's welcome a great Marine into our community, Commander Samuel Salt and his daughters Ami Salt," Sam and Ami began emerged into site and began to descend the stair case, "Savanna Salt," Savanna followed her father and 21-year-old sister, "and Dream Salt." Dream emerged gracefully and followed the three that went down before her.
A certain silver haired Marine stared at the curly haired brunette as she practically floated down the stairs. His left eye was covered with an eye patch and parts of a long red scar showed.
"Eh, Kakashi, check out the Commander's daughters. Now those are women!" Kakashi's friend, Genma Shiranui, said loudly.
Kakashi Hatake was been in a Military school from when he could remember to when he graduated at the age of eighteen. From there he joined the Marines. He was now a Captain in the Konoha Marines.
Kakashi's Marine trainee, Naruto Uzumaki, ran up to him in great haste.
"Sir, I need your help!" He stood at attention in front of his trainer.
"With what?"
"Sir, Sasuke is ogling someone!"
"Ogling?" A smirk played on his face when he heard that his other male trainee, Sasuke Uchiha, was ogling a female. Sasuke was always hard and strived to become the best Marine possible. He always said he had no time for girls, like Kakashi's only female trainee, Sakura Haruno.
"Yes, one of the Commander's daughters and it is quite funny." BY this time Naruto has relaxed from attention and is casually speaking with his trainer. Kakashi turns to Sasuke to find him now dancing with Savanna.
"I see, well, I have to go greet the Commander. See you later Naruto." Kakashi went past him and set a trail straight for Sam, Ami and Dream. Sam turned and smile when he saw Kakashi approaching. Dream and Ami gave him but a side glance.
"Captain Kakashi Hatake! What an honor!" Sam reached out his hand and shook Kakashi's hand vigorously.
"Pleasure is all mine Commander Salt. Ladies, I hope you are enjoying your evening."
"We were," Dream said and paused for a moment to smile, "until you showed up." Her father turned to her and gave her the death stare.
"Dream Destiny Salt, you are ground for insulting an officer-" She interrupted her father in the middle of his rant.
"Father, I am a 20-year-old woman and you can't ground me plus you didn't let me finish," Sam threw a confused look at her before Dream continued, "Captain Hatake, do you like to dance?"
"I do, but do you?"
"I love dancing."
"Shall we?" Kakashi offered his hand white-gloved hand; Dream took the hand offered and with graceful ease the two waltzed on the dance floor. Moments of silence followed Kakashi and Dream as the slow dance continued.
"Father, we'll we ever understand how Dream's mind works?" Ami asked staring at the dancing two. Out of the corner of his eye, Sam stared at his oldest and smiled lightly.
"No, I don't think we ever will, darling." Ami smiled and began to giggle at her father's answer, but he was right. They never would know what went on in Dream's mind.
One song. Two songs. Three songs. Kakashi and Dream didn't stop dancing, but no words were spoken. The silver haired man smiled as the waltzed around the Ballroom making notice to them.
"You know, I know the only reason for meeting my father was to get to either Ami or I. We aren't stupid. The whole night men have done that and Savanna even said yes to one. Tell me, Captain Hatake, am I right?" Dream whispered into Kakashi's ear. A low chuckle met the Salt girl's ears.
"Yes you are, but you know I wonder why you chose to dance with me." Dream pulled her head from his shoulder and looked at him. A mischievous smirk lined her soft face as she took Kakashi's hand and pulled him off the dance floor and towards the door. Her father and sisters had no idea that she left with Captain Kakashi Hatake.