Emma: Hey kids sorry I've been MIA again I swear I'm not meaning to I've been trying to keep up with the writing but it's been way hectic down here… Any way this is a fic that I'm writing for my dear friend's (Primal The BBxRae Fan) sister Lizzie. This includes an OOC that he/she/ both of them created named Lizzie. She has a lot of mystery behind her and you'll have to check out my profile for her fully profile and a picture link that I found for her ^^ any way before I get into one of the author rants you all know I can, let's hit this! I don't own Naruto, enjoy!

Loving Lizzie

Chapter 1: Learning Her

Sand; all she could see was sand. The ocean of the grainy evil was surrounding Lizzie's eyesight and her back, turned to the neon city lights of the Land of Sand, stood rigid at the sight. Why was she here? What had this sixth sense, that she had dealt with her whole life, planned for her here? Lizzie sighed brushing her dark black hair back from her mocha colored skin and silvery eyes. The girl was small, for her age at least; she was at the peak of nineteen and she barely stood at five foot but this had nothing to do with her power, the small girl had taken down armies. The girl had killed her own parents at birth then crawled away only to raise herself and take on the name "Lizzie" after hearing it called out in a past home; ever since she turned ten she had been roaming from village to village.

This was not Lizzie's choice of course, if it had been she would have found a place and just staid put for good a long while back. She was forced to go form village to village, place to place. Once Lizzie turned ten she was imposed by a sixth sense that seemed to have a mind of its own. She would wake up in different places and could only leave after she had created some good deed- or the right good deed depending on your view -and then she could roam or her sense would take her somewhere new. Now here she was in the middle of the sand ocean and she had no idea why she was here.

"Maybe it will be better here," Lizzie said to herself. Her voice, rarely used unless she was alone, was clear as a bell and just as sweet sounding." Maybe here I'll find a friend or someone who can make this sense go away… Maybe it will be better here…"

Of course she always said this when she reached a new town; every new place she recited her mantra. It had yet to work.

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Gaara stared out at the same sand ocean Lizzie was glaring at not far form his palace. He heard the people behind him cleaning up the remains of the board meeting. Gaara hated these meetings but he knew he had to attend so he could know what was going on. He snuck a glance at the last few guards then slid out onto the balcony only to slide down the stone pipe at the side. He hit the road and looked up, seeing no one, the continuing on. He walked around aimlessly until he came to a small playground. A girl was sitting on the swing set staring at the now high up in the sky full moon mournfully.

Gaara staid back form the girl and staid silent as not to scare her. Her long dark hair rained behind her like a dark river and her eyes seemed to be reflecting moonlight against her mocha skin. Gaara was breathless, thinking her a moon spirit of sorts and was almost scared out of his sand armor when she called out.

"I know someone is there!" The girl called out. She held up her fists as if to fight and her eyes now flashed like silver fire." I can kick your butt twice over! Try me!"

Gaara didn't move, hiding in the now misting sand that camouflaged him against eh building. The girl sighed and stood, walking off away from Gaara. She stopped a few feet ahead and then turned back, looking at the spot Gaara was at.

"My name's Lizzie," She said," Just Lizzie. And if you ever have the guts to talk to me not hide, come find me… Anyone who can control sand is an interest to me…"

Then she was gone, as if consumed by shadows one moment then disappeared the next. Gaara looked around in awe trying to see the trick, or catch one last glimpse of the girl.

"Lizzie…" He said softly. Yes, he would have to find this Lizzie now. He made his way back to the palace, making an excuse about getting air, before heading to his room; he dreamt of black rivers and silver moonlight…

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Emma: SO an intro to this new fic, it will be long and I will finish it! R&R!