I'm from Croatia. I'm not from America or England, so if my spelling is sometimes
wrong, please do not tease me.
Now, my fanfiction. First, imagine this character.
Girl, tall (for Japanesse). Her right side of hair is pitch black. Her left side
white. She's aroung 11 or 12 years old. She's depressed, dark, pessimistic. Her
name is Nella. This is happening while she's only 4 or 5 years old.
It starts! YAY! XD AND A WARNING!
ewerything that happend in Naruto can change, now whern Nella is here. She's
almost the same age as Naruto and all other characters. So, any events from anime
can change!
- Flashback -
Some village is burning. People are running for their lives. It's not helping. I
know that they will all die...
Sad... I stopped looking but I couldn't erase their screams. I'm almost crying
now... I hate my father...
- Another flashback overlaps -
˝Hey, she ran away!˝
˝Stop her!˝
˝No, kill her...˝
I'm staring and ten soldiers with swords slowly walking towards me. I feel like
I'm fainting...
* * *
I woke up. Those soldiers are dead... What happend? My hands...
They're covered with blood... What have I done?
If my father hears of this, I'll die...
I have to break away...
Damn it... I hate those flashbacks... I shook my head to get rid of them. It sort
of helped. I was running through some woods. Just as I thought, I was lost. But
if I don't know where I am, that nobody can find me. I was not completly sure in
my statement, but I was dead tired. The Sun was going down and the night is
begining to fall.
No more trees... just sand... I was probably lost in some desert. What if I'm
going to die from thirst or something? I was running for few days now... I can't
sleep any more...
I will probably die soon... Hey, a village... It's sand village... Perhaps I
could sneak into... It's not hard for me to be like a shadow... I smiled. After
many days, I smiled.
There were some soldiers on the walls, but I know that they won't notice me. I
used my shadow jutsu. With it, I could hide into shadows and people were unable
to notice me. It was night. The darkness rules. No light. Perfect. As a shadow, I
climbed the wall and passed the soldiers... Loosers...
In one street I passed few people. They were talking about killing someone named
Gaara. I hoped that he will survive. I felt the same way... when my father... I
choked with air...
I continued running...
The streets were empty. Not a single person outside. I was stiill running, though
I knew I was safe. At least for few days. I ran into another street and passed
some kid. Perhaps a little bit older than I was. He's hair was red and his eyes
were strange. Blue. Sad. With dark circles around them. He walked in silence
hardly noticing me. I continued runnig for few more feets, and that I stoped and
turned to study him better. He stoped also turning his head to look at me. He
stared at me.
˝What's your name?˝ He asked.
I felt that I was drowning in panic. What if he will tell that he saw me?
˝I haven't seen you before...˝
Damn it, I have to say something...
˝Listen, if anybody asks for me, you haven't seen me...˝ I whispered.
˝I won't.˝ he replied.
˝Thanks...˝
˝What's your name?˝
I froze. Should I say my name? He said he won't mention me to anyone, but can I
trust him?
˝Nella˝ I murmed.
˝My name is Gaara˝ he said. ˝Nice to meet you˝
He tried to smile, but it just didn't work...
˝Gaara?˝ Should I tell him?
˝I think someone is trying to kill you...˝
He stared at me, his weird eyes wide open. Shocked.
˝So sorry... please, promise me something...˝I said quietly.
˝Survive.˝
With those words I walked away.
˝Good luck, Gaara - sama.˝
And then I run away, far from anyone.