Sacrificial Bonds
When Garaa and Kankuro are sent to the real world to retrieve three humans as sacrifices for the Moon Good (Of Doom) neither of them are prepared for what they find...
HUMOR ROMANCE ACTION
And yes, it does get slightly hentei-ish at some points, that's just life. Deal with it, or don't read it! It's entirely up to you! (Threatens with chakra enhanced sand: Read Or Die...)
Rated M (Course Language, Violence & Adult Themes - Yup, & They're Only Teenagers. How Sad...Well, Ya Gotta Learn Sometime…)
CAST OF MAIN CHARACTERS
. Garaa
. Kankuro
. Temari
. Mari - Hyperactive, never shuts up. Has long honey-coloured hair and sea-green eyes. She is scared of the dark, and comes across as being a real flake, but she is generally caring towards others, which comes in handy when she's dealing with Garaa. She's the only one that can get even remotely close to him, and that's good, too. She's very skilled at art. However, she is unusually afraid of...fish? She is thirteen years old.
. Emma - Shy, hardly ever says anything. Has shoulder-length dark brown hair and hazel-green eyes. Is underweight and short, but has the strongest amounts of chakra. She loves horses, and comes across as being the strongest member of the trio, although she is emotionally scarred, and physically (mind the neck there, they call her Scar-Neck...) Her singing voice cannot be beat. She also enjoys wood-work, and is fourteen years old.
. Kai - Philosophical, always has the right answer. Is from Thailand, with black hair and dark brown eyes, and looks a lot like Rock Lee. He loves reading, and studying everything, so it's no surprise that he has a lot of Ninjutsu theory. Overall, he can a real gentleman, but is very competitive. He has a bad habit of getting into fights because of this and has earned a reputation. He enjoys computing, and is fifteen years old.
CHAPTER ONE
The Artist, The Singer & The One Whom Fights
"That's...very interesting, Mari." The teacher said. "But aren't we supposed to be drawing fish today?"
Mari gasped, and dropped her pencil.
"FISH!" She screeched. "WHERE!?!?"
The teacher realised her mistake too late, and watched as Mari dashed around the classroom, trying to hide from the "fish".
In order to calm the hyperactive girl down (and save her from the embarrassment of the other students) the teacher picked up Mari's Sketchpad.
"Mari!" She called. "This picture is very good! I'm going to put it on the overhead projector!"
Mari stopped running.
Returning quietly to her desk, she said: "If you want to."
Shaking her head in amazement, the teacher placed Mari's picture on the overhead projector.
It showed a black and white sketch (that was slowly being inked in with felt-tipped coloured pens) of a boy, with dark marks around his eyes, a Chinese symbol on his forehead and a gourd on his back. He was looking very glary.
"And what's the name of the picture?" The teacher asked Mari.
Everybody had stopped to watch. They all liked Mari's art, no matter how weird it was. Or she was.
"Oh, that's easy!" Mari said, hopping off of her chair, and going over to her sketch-pad. She wrote something on it, and showed the teacher.
It was written in Katakana.
"And that says?" The teacher asked her.
Mari's voice dropped to a whisper. "Sabaku No Garaa..."
She gazed dreamily at the picture.
The teacher sweatdropped.
The other year eights laughed at her, but Mari took no notice.
Emma sat in wood-work, wearing her little white headphones (see the old Bacardi Rum Ad!), she was concentrating intently on the puppet that she was working on.
She had made it last week. Now she was decorating it. It already wore black, and she had made a black ninja hood for it. She had painted its skin, and was painting in some of the finer details.
Pink/purple/red face-paint, to be precise.
"So why can't this be love?" Emma sung along to Van Halen.
"HEY! FREAK!" A voice called.
Emma took no notice of this. The puppet was coming to life.
"OI! HEAD-PHONES!" Another voice shouted.
Emma was concentrating on her creation. Nothing else mattered.
"SCAR-NECK!" Somebody else shrieked, and the earphones were wrenched out of Emma ears.
She jumped up, setting the puppet gently down on the table.
"What is your problem!?!?" Emma cried. "Just leave me alone!"
"MP3 Players are banned at this school!" The girl standing before her had a pinched up face, and a snooty nose.
Emma hated her.
Her name was Sara, and she had been Emma's very best friend, until she had betrayed and ditched her.
Emma hadn't quite gotten over that...
Sara tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, before picking up the puppet.
"What's this, some kind of a doll?" She asked, bitchily.
Emma grabbed the puppet from Sara. "Hey! Leave him alone!"
"Ooh, so sorry!" Sara said, not sounding as if she meant it at all. "I didn't know that he was your boyfriend!" She and the other class-members snickered.
Emma cradled the puppet close to her, willing for the bell to go.
And, miraculously, it did.
Emma took the puppet back to her locker.
No way was he staying in the classroom. She could almost see the other kids tearing him apart. The thought made her shiver, and that made her scar hurt. She winced, before placing the puppet into her locker.
On the sole of his boot, where the hiragana words (yes, hiragana) that said: Kankuro-Sama, complete with a teeny-tiny little Loveheart as well...
Kai clicked the last button, and smiled with satisfaction.
There, his Anime Babe For Macromedia Director was complete.
And now, to put his precious Temari into a movie. She was wearing robes, and was blonde and beautiful, as always.
"MISS!" A voice called from somewhere. "MISS! KAI'S LOOKING UP PORN!"
Kai's eyes did that weird oval thingy (you know, when they're scared or shocked) as the teacher came up behind him.
"KAI!" She boomed. "WHAT IS THIS!?!?"
"M...my cast?" Kai said, tentively.
The bell rang then, and Kai gratefully switched off his computer, after saving Temari to his thumb-drive.
He also knew where that voice had come from.
Nathan was gonna get it.
At lunchtime, Kai challenged Nathan. A huge circle of boys stood around them, as Kai easily overpowered Nathan, and broke his nose.
It took eight teachers to get Kai off of the battered Nathan.
Kai wiped a trail of blood from his mouth.
"He deserved it!" Kai spat.