So I tried writing something different for once. I decided I'm not going to make Suna a desert in this fic. Sorry for those of you who don't like me changing it into a city. .-. Anyways, i also have a new rule. Three reviews for every chapter. No reviews, no update. I need inspiration people, and without it, I don't have the will to write anymore. That's what happened with my other story. Anyways, this is something I've never wrote about before. So give me a little break. -There'sHopeInYourEyes

Disclaimer: and no if I did own Naruto I would NEVER make any changes to the story, except some parings.

This story is SakuraxGaara, enjoy :D

I turned the volume of my Ipod up, drowning out the desperate, pleading voice of my mother. I promised myself I wouldn't talk to her. It's not that I was mad at her, I understood, I truly did. It was just that, I didn't trust my voice. Not to mention, I wanted to make her regret leaving like this. I've never been afraid of anything honestly. It's like I had basically been born without the fear gene. My mother and father had named me Sakura, because they had hoped, I would be their little delicate flower, and that they could protect me always. It may also have something to do with my pink pastel hair, and deep emerald colored eye's. You see my mother and father were national spies for the Konohagakure agency. Once they realized I had no fear of anything, and that I had inherited quick reflex's, both physical and mental, like my mother, they realized I was something like a hybrid human.

My father had taken this into consideration, knowing that maybe just one day I could work side by side with my parents. At the age of three, my father had me study just about every martial arts known to man. He made sure my teachers kept my reflex's in balance, and taught me moves that could save my life, and ends another's. He made sure I stayed slim, and petite, so nothing could slow me down, or keep me from staying fit. I can now run for miles, without having to stop thanks to him. I became somewhat of a freak. My mother didn't like the extreme physical training. She felt that smarts was a very important aspect to being a spy. So, as I studied martial arts, and trained my body, I also learned many different languages, learned how to deactivate bombs, science of dangerous chemicals, detective work, math most twenty year old men couldn't even calculate in their calculators, and most of the other stuff kids learned in school.

I for one never got the chance to go to school. My whole life was secluded, putting my body and my brains to the challenge. Never once stopping my training, until the day I turned thirteen. The government had been watching me as I grew into maybe the worlds greatest human weapon. No fear, quick reflex's. and amazing mental capacity. I had been trained to survive on little, and run on for days, possibly for weeks with little to sustain me. They wanted to use me for their own selfish reason's. Well of course my father and mother said no. They felt I wasn't ready to be put up in a such a hard life, until I was able to defend myself and take a stand against them, if that's not what I wanted.

This the government hadn't been to fond of. My mother had taken me out the back door, while the men in black suits fought my father, setting fire to the house, and killing him in a brutal, slow and painful death of burning him alive. Me and my mother barely escaped their clutches, and if it hadn't been for her quick reflex's and amazing driving skills, I'd be the nations slave. You can say I've been through a lot in my short period of life. The whole incident devastated both me and my mother. This was the one thing my parents actually HADN'T trained me for. Emotion. It was probably the worst pain I had ever gone through. Knowing that the man I loved, the man that had taken care of me, and taught me my first two steps, was gone. I now never let anyone become close to me. I never wanted to feel that pain again. My mother and I have been on the run ever since. Moving from state to state, changing our names and getting new identities. It's pointless to do anything when the government watches everything, so my mother decided she was taking me to another country, and leaving me their with my un-known grandmother, and taking off, so Konoha would chase after her, and give me some time.

Fifteen now, and this was the first thing I was scared of, in my whole life. Not because the government was out to get me. Not because my mother was leaving me with a relative I don't even know, and not because I would be alone. No all those things I could handle. But because, I would probably never get to see my mother ever again, if Konoha caught her. And it was all my fault for even existing. I stared at her, her green eye's with a fierce look to them, watching the road carefully. I sighed turning my music off, and setting my Ipod to the side.

"Where will you go mom?" Her and I had already been through this, but sometimes you just need to register things into your brain a few times until it finally sticks.

"Sakura, I've told you this before. I'm not really sure. I do plan on changing my identity in Suna when we get there. Then I'm going back to Konoha, just in case they come looking again. I'd rather they found me, instead of you." She sighed, her eye's losing their luster.

"I never meant for all of this. I never meant for this to be your life. I never even asked you if you wanted to be a spy. Your father and I, we just saw so much potential in you, we thought we could all be partners together, and work together as a family."

I saw the sadness glaze over her eye's and I felt regret about bringing it up again.

"It's okay mom. I know I'll be able to use my talents for good. You'll see."

She shook her head weakly, as if she was trying to convince herself again that leaving me was the right thing. That's the thing I loved about my mom. She always stayed controlled. When my father was killed, and we had to run she stayed calm, she never cried once, and she kept her head cool, and got us to where we needed to be. She always put the important things first. I admired her for it, and hoped I'd end up the same way. I looked out the window of the car as we went past thousands of miles of tree's. I knew I wouldn't like it here. It would be moist, and hot and miserable. I would be going to school for the first time in my life. Joy oh joy. And I wouldn't be running away from the government all the time.

I kind of wondered how that would feel.

"Mom why can't you just stay here with me and Gran?"

"It's too risky hun, and I can't risk you. I promise I'll only be there for a year, maybe two, if they stop looking for us, and the heat dies down I'll come back, and there won't be any trouble."

I nodded my head, telling myself that she'd be back, and that they'd never ever find her. I placed my chin in the cup of my hand and stared out the window, watching as a city cleared into view.

A few minutes later and we were sitting outside of my grandmothers huge mansion. She had too been a spy, but for Suna, not Konoha. She was now retired, but still did a little bit of work for the government here every now and then. She was the reason my mother would be able to change her identity again, and try to start a new life, clearing her name and my name in Konohagakure. I stared as we pulled into the driveway of my grandmothers mansion, and were greeted by butlers who graciously opened the doors of our cars, and let us out.

The butlers were old, and losing their hair. They dressed formally in tuxes. What surprised me the most, was that they didn't have any weird accent like I always saw on TV. Seeing my Grandmothers house being so big, made me feel a little odd. Most spy's had regular house's, and tried to make their lives seem as normal, as possible. And I was sure none of them really made this much money. I felt like I should ask my mother if my grandmother had any other jobs, but I quickly stopped myself as I saw her walk out and greet us. i had to admit, i might have had the coolest grandma in the world. Like me, she was wearing skinny jeans. They were comfortable, and allowed you to move freely in my case. She wore dark red high heels, and a sophisticated red top, with a necklace of ruby's draped around her neck. And in all honestly, she didn't look any older than maybe forty. And the way she walked, she knew it. I immediately realized where I had inherited my pink colored hair from. Though I cut mine short, and she kept hers long. Her eye's were a golden brown color, and she smiled in a polite way as she greeted us. She hugged my mother, and kissed her on either side of her cheeks in the air. It was a little awkward for me to watch. I hadn't been very used to affection. My grandmother said hello to me, and gave me a quick hug. I could tell it had been a little weird for both of us. We followed my grandmother into her home, as the butlers carried my suitcase's along with them, carrying them obviously to my new room. As we walked into the entrance, we saw a long beautiful hall in font of us. It was almost like a fairy tail house.

The stair case's were on either side, leading up to the top floor. In the middle of the two stairs, was a fountain, leading into a pool with Koi fish. There were about ten different doors in the room, and my grandmother lead us into the first one on our right. I drew a little map of where we were going, so I would know where to go in my new home. This room, was a nice cream color, with deep green tiles on the floor, and matching couches surrounding a giant flat screen TV. It almost reminded me of a movie theater. My grandmother told us to take a seat, so me and my mother sat next to each other, as my grandmother sat across from us.

My grandmother crossed her legs in a polite way, and smiled at us.

"My my Natsumi it has been to long since I have seen you my dear. And look at your beautiful daughter. I feel I've missed out on so much in these past sixteen years."

I could see my mother become regretful, and boy oh boy, I felt bad for the way I had been acting all week.

"I'm sorry mother. I would have visited sooner, it's just…"My mother looked at me with warm eye's "me and Sakura have been through so much."

My grandmother nodded, understanding crossed her face.

"I know, I know my dear. All will be well." She got up suddenly with a giant smile on her face. "Now let us talk about these dreadful matters later hm? You just got here and I'm so happy to see you both alive and well. I will have someone come and show you both your rooms. You are to freshen up there, and I shall expect you in the dining hall for dinner."

And with that she called "Elena, dear could you come here."

A woman, a little younger than my mom came out, wearing a maids outfit. I almost choked at the sight. This was too much.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Have you finished clipping my rose garden dear?"

The maid nodded her head.

"Thank you, will you please show Sakura and Natsumi to their rooms?"

The maid smiled and nodded beckoning me and my mother to follow her. I followed watching my mothers facial expression. This was a new thing I had learned. Where my mother had inherited her good attitude, even when things where beyond wrong. I wasn't sure how I felt about staying here, or how I felt about my mother leaving, but I tried my best not to think about it, until the time came. Easier said than done.

Okay so I'm going to stop it there so I don't ruin any surprise's for the next chapter. So the first chapter was a bit boring. And her past life, it's going to get way more graphic than that soon. When her grandmother ask's her to share the things her mother may have left out. Gaara will be coming into the story soon as well. Review if you want more, if not maybe I should quit trying to write fanfics.