Disclaimer: uh…I would luv to own Naruto…but sadly…it doesn't belong to me…
Author's Note: Hiya! soo…this is mi 1st fanfic…hope u all enjoy it! REVIEWS PLZ!
As The Clouds Rolled By
I sighed. My pink hair waved about as the wind blew against my face. Once again, I collapsed down from exhaustion in training. Kakashi-sensei was reading his dang perverted book, only glancing up for a few seconds to watch the boys. As usual, Naruto and Sasuke-kun were both trying to outdo each other in some sort of way. My arms ached in exhaustion. I knew it. Deep inside of me, I had the feeling of being weak and useless to the people around me. I sighed. Minutes passed by. It was time for more training.
Later, I stood up and approached Kakashi-sensei. Today was definitely not a good day for me. This day would just sour my mood.
"Kakashi-sensei? Can I leave for today?" I asked sadly.
"Why? We're training." He spoke as he peeked from his book.
"I'm not feeling good at all today." I sighed to add emphasis.
It was true. I wasn't sick, but I wasn't feeling at all well mentally. With a small nod from him, I quickly gathered my equipment and left. I walked into town and went to visit Ino in her flower shop.
"Well, hopefully Ino-Pig can help me and my weird problems." I thought.
Nearing the shop's street, I suddenly got pummeled into.
"Ugh, ouch. I've got to see who this rude person is."
To my surprise, I saw a small boy with red hair crying on the floor. Quickly, I reached over to tap his shoulder and said, "Uhm, I'm sorry, but who are you?"
When my reply wasn't answered, I asked again. However, I got the same reaction. He didn't answer at all. This time, my patience was wearing off. I quickly grabbed his shoulder to yell at him.
I suddenly took a sharp intake of breath. This boy was an exact replica of Gaara-sama of the Sand. I looked for a trick, but from his coppery-red hair to the tattoo of Love on his forehead, I knew it wasn't a lie. Looking into his tear-filled eyes, I was given an answer.
"I want my Mommy! "He sobbed.
Now, I was confused. How was Gaara-sama like this? Slowly, I finally remembered. A few days ago, Tsunade-san was experimenting with different things to make a potion for age-relief. Also, with that information, she stated that the Kazekage was visiting our village for a meeting. Of course, I hadn't cared, but now I knew something was the matter.
I sighed. "Uhm...you're mother's not here, but I'll take you to the lady who's like the mother of our village." Of course, Tsunade-san was definitely not cut out for mothering. However, it was the closest thing. I slowly took Gaara-sama's hand and led him throughout the streets.
Author's Note: I know this is really short, but I'm still in the process of working on it. I don't accept flames at all. However, suggestions and helpful hints will help. Thank You!
