The water was cold as it slipped down her throat. She took the bottle from her lips and wiped her mouth with the long sleeve. Her headband was around her small waist, a simple decoration, you couldn't tell what village she was from because of the scratches. Her short brown hair was gently fluffed by the sandy wind. She shook her head and stared straight ahead, her dark brown eyes were sparkling with excitement, her lips curled up in a simple grin. She was determined to get to the Sand village. The sand was very warm against her toes as she walked, her sandals were getting full of sand. She lifted her foot and took off one sandal to clean it out and then grumbled. She climbed up on top of a rock and beat the sand out of them. She pulled two old rags out of her pack which was also resting on her hip and tied the rags around her feet to protect them from the hot sand. She hopped down and started to run, tripping occasionally. She stared up at the starry sky when the night had fallen, it was beautiful. Raising up one hand she reached for the stars, then curled her fingers as she looked down feebly at the cooling sand. She fell asleep, her hands curled against her chest. Waking up was an ordeal, the hot sun was beating down at her during the early morning. She got up and brushed herself off and put her things away. She took a drink from her bottle and wiped her mouth with the sand covered sleeve. She spits out the sand and then grumbles slightly, she started to run again. She arrived during the evening to the large stair like wall surrounding the sand village. There were guards everywhere. She looked around and camouflaged herself, hiding her chakra in the process. Running up the wall, her chakra concentrated on her feet, she found herself on the first ledge, she continued up until she was at the top of the large rock wall. Placing a hand up to her eyes she scanned the village. She was caught and heard the screams.
"Fuck!" She whispered under her breath, she jumped down into the village and landed with a thud onto one of the roofs. She jumped down into an alley way and hid herself in the shadows, concealing her chakra. She gulped and looked around. She transformed her appearance into a sand ninja and walked into the street, she tried to act as cool as she could. It wasn't long before she felt someone watching her, someone with eyes of disgust and hate. She paused and looked around, feeling something crawling up her legs she glanced at her feet. She was getting covered by sand. She gulped and struggled, only to hear a voice of a young man behind her. She tried to look behind her but was only hit, her shoulder was grabbed and she winced as she felt the strong grip, and something as sharp as knives digging into her shoulder. It was a young man as she thought, just a little younger, or was he older? She gasped and whimpered as her wrists were grabbed. She got rid of the transformation and looked at the person with a helpless look. She knew she was guilty. She fainted just as she heard a familiar voice, one that was warm and kind, at least to her.
"Sasumi...-chan." She whispered quietly as her lips parted, she had fainted. When she woke up she saw her childhood friend standing in front of her, the long black hair and gray eyes looking at her with concern.
"Shock... what happened to you? You look terrible..." Her friend sighed and pet her on the forehead.
"It's good to see you again Sasumi... I missed you." She just grinned widely up at her friend, her shoulder didn't hurt at all.
"Sorry about Gaara, he... hurt you a lot didn't he?" Her friend gave her a gentle hug.
"Who?" She looked at her friend quizzically.
"My boy-... my friend.. and.. he's the Kazekage." He friend looked away and blushed. She blinked and gulped a little bit and then looked behind her friend, standing there was a redheaded boy, his outfit looked too complicated. She swung her legs over the bed and looked around, she looked at her friend.
"Gaara, this is my friend Shock, she's... she's a good friend. She's one of the last of her village and we are like sisters so... can she stay with us for a while?" Her friend put a hand on 'Gaara's' shoulder. She looked helplessly at the floor, she didn't like being 'one of the last'.
"No, she isn't staying here! She broke in! I don't care if she knows you!" He pushed her and she stumbled out of the room, she glanced sadly at her friend and ran. She felt hurt, she could hear her friend yelling at 'Gaara'.