The snow fell and coated the ground. The glass was cool against his head. The landscape rushed past the train as Neji continued to look out. The song on his iPod blared through the white head phones. A tap on his shoulder brought him back from reality.
"What?" Neji asked, taking out a ear bud to listen to his cousin. Hinata pointed to the front of the car, never looking up from her book. Neji didn't understand why people thought she was normal and shy. She read Steven King and seemed to be on a permenant period, always with her mood swings and random screams at any poor soul in a five mile radius. Neji looked to where his cousin had pointed. Gaara was glaring at a little girl as he passed her with the tea pot. He didn't like children, at all.
"Don't glare at small children, Gaara," Hinata stated, "It's bad luck." Gaara glared at the younger girl.
"So's kicking a man in the nads and punching a waitress in the boobs," Gaara retorted back. Hinata shrugged.
"That bitch deserved it. I asked for cream, not milk," Hinata replied. Neji shook his head.
"Well she's fucked," Neji said the to goth boy that was across the table from him. Gaara chuckled and sat down. He placed the tea pot on the table and looked out the window.
"Where do ya suppose we are?" Gaara asked. Neji thought for a moment and shrugged.
"Not in Suna or Konoha, that's for sure," Neji replied. The train began to pull into a town. The houses were covered with snow. A child in winter gear tried to race the train but was quickly falling behind. Neji smirked. Children amused him.
"What do you think the others have noticed by now?" Gaara asked as he brought his knee up to his chest. Neji shook his head. Not two hours ago he and Hinata had boarded the train in hopes of escaping their clan and Konoha. Thirty minutes afterwards Gaara boarded the train with similar hopes. They decided to travel together, after all the both hated Lee and thus a similarity. Hinata was just glad to be rid of Hanabi. They were far far away from either of their home towns by now.
"Not sure, I know that Temari must have noticed though," Neji said. Gaara smirked and nodded. His protective older sister always seemed to know when he was missing, but not always where he was. Hinata chuckled from next to him.
"I bet Tenten noticed, Neji-kun," Hinata stated from next to him. Neji shuddered next to her. Tenten was his stalker. He was surprised that Tenten wasn't on the train with them, although Gaara might have killed her. In which case, that wasn't a bad thing.
"Shut up! If one speaks of the devil, the devil appears!" Neji scolded Hinata. The younger girl giggled and went back to concentrating on her book. Gaara chuckled across from him. His colorless eyes sent daggers at Gaara. It didn't phase the goth.
"Village Hidden in the Stone, next stop!" the conductor yelled. Gaara seemed to say something to Neji in the silence and Neji nodded. That would be their destination. Neji put the missing ear bud back into his ear and raised the volume of the music. He turned away from Gaara and Hinata to stare out the window into the white abyss. From the corner of his eye he could see Gaara playing with his sand. It formed an eye that he sent outside for unknown reasons. Probably to search for people they knew. Or places to hide.
Neji was lost in thought. The three of them had left their homes, families, and friends behind. They all had made an unlikely allience and were headed someplace none of them had ever been. The snow continued to fall and the trees were bare. It seemed as if it all were covering their tracks.