„Gaara does take lot after his father doesn't he?"
Sakura and Chiyo stared at Sasori and the blood slowly dripping from his mouth which was twisted in a wistful smile. The words barely understandable as the last of her grandsons strength faded away.
Chiyo could not make sense of his words. Why would he say that?
Why would he use the last of his strength to say something like that?
Chiyo climbed to her feet and looked at Sakura who was looking at her grandsons still form, then her gaze turned towards the sky.
No was no time for musing, they had to catch up with the blond Jinchuriki and the white fangs son. But while they were running to catch up with them Chiyo could not help but thing about Sasoris last words.
She always though that his hair color was the only thing he inherited from the late Kazekage. His features where much softer than his fathers had ever been, even in childhood.
It was only when she saw the young man lying on the ground, that suddenly it all made sense ad Chiyo felt bile rising in her throat.
Karura, Gaaras mother had been her student once. A teammate of her grandson.
The same nose, the same chin, even the cheekbones.
She could not help but wonder why she had never seen the resemblance before.
His father. His father.
Karura, her mind screamed, why, why, why?
Gaara did indeed look a lot like his father.
She simply had not paid enough attention to the small details.
Something that had always been so very important in her life as a puppetmaster. Why had she not seen the difference between him and his elder siblings?
Temari did look a lot like her mother, but her features were harder, like her fathers had been.
Kankuro had his mother's slightly softer face, but otherwise he would be the splitting image of his father.
And Gaara did look a little like her own son and even more like her grandson.
Like his father.
Her hands had already moved through the hand seals and Narutos chakra was flowing through her.
Gaara would life.
And she would die, but in the afterlife Chiyo would make sure to find out why Karura had never told her that she had a great grandchild.