Lost in the Sand
The rays of scorching sun were burning through Naruto's clothes roasting him on the inside, sweat poured off his forehead, making his vision slightly blurry, He was alone, with no idea where he was, or how he lost his group. A trail of footprints, possibly made by the others, was slowly being blown away by the upcoming storm.
With dehydration eating over him and the regrets of drinking all his water in the first five minutes were sitting in the back of his mind, Naruto stopped. He lifted his head as the sound of someone calling to him reached his ears. His eyes tried to follow where the voice was coming from, but all he could see were the hot, sandy dunes of the desert. Naruto's headache was obviously now getting to him. The urge for water was too much, but he kept fighting the voices in his head, he was not going to give up, not now, not ever.
It felt like he had been walking for hours, days even! But the sand was still the only thing in his path, the footprints now gone as the winds picked up even more. Hot, sandy gales were aggravating his skin as the storm grew fierce, completely blocking his view of the world ahead. Naruto pushed himself through the winds, but his aching limbs were already starting to give in. He kept going until he could walk no further. He suddenly collapsed, darkness taking over as he hit the burning sand.
"Obviously we had to be the group who gets stuck in the storm," Kankuro grumbled, squinting a glare to the sand soaked sky. "Look, would you just shut up, we're probably nearly there anyway," Temari mentioned in a grumble, trying to keep her cool, but secretly screaming out in annoyance in her mind. They walked in silence for a while, pushing through the harsh winds of the storm until Kankuro spotted something in the corner of his eye. He looked over to the sandy blur, lifting his arm to block the sand from getting in his eyes, "HA! Look over there," He cried, laughing like a maniac, "Some idiot tried to walk through the storm alone, he must be mental." Gaara just had to laugh with him on that comment, it was just too funny. When they walked closer to the body, surrounded by the scorching sand, a stab of guilt shot through Gaara's chest as he looked upon the unresponsive body. He knew this boy. He was approached by him when he was younger, and after that encounter, he would never forget the younger boy's face. Even though he never found out his name he had wanted to be friends with him, as he was quite lonely, and no one had ever fully accepted him.
Temari sighed, rubbing her temples slightly, "well I guess we should help him, he's food for coyotes out here."
"Nah we should just leave him, serves him right for coming out here alone," Kankuro sneered, smirking at the sand coated body before them. Gaara then spoke up, shaking the guilt and anger from the very pit of his stomach, "No Kankuro, we can't leave him here," He declared with a voice laced with authority and power.
"Well look who's changed," Kankuro mocked, smirking at Gaara, "Got feelings for him or something, it's just normally you wouldn't care about someone like this." "WHAT! NO! I think I've met him before that's all," Gaara stated, flushed with embarrassment. Before Kankuro could say anymore Temari butted in "Well it's definitely best if we help him anyway," She rushed, trying to stop the brewing fight between the two men, "Can you please pick him up Kankuro?" "WHAT?! Why me? Let lover boy carry him," He cried in outrage, glaring harshly at Temari.
"Kankuro, you are the only one not carrying anything!" She screamed at him, shaking slightly with anger at his selfish ways.
"Fine," Kankuro groaned and strolled behind Gaara, took his backpack and placed it over his shoulder, "There you go, I'm carrying something. Now, lover boy can carry him back," He then crossed his arms and walked off. Gaara rolled his eyes before picking up the boy carefully and resting him comfortably in his arms. He rested him on his back, hung over his shoulder like a rag doll, then he started walking again, both him and Temari trying to catch up to the grumpy Kankuro in the vigorous winds of the storm. Kankuro was probably going to call him 'lover boy' for a while now, and he hated how Kankuro would tease him about stuff like this. It's not like he would love or be loved by anyone anyway, right?