First off I'd like to tell you that this is my version of a new Naruto story. It is definately OCC. Thank you, DynamicChaos for reviewing some of the story today. Also, DynamicChaos, I changed some of it...
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. If I did, I wouldn't be writing this. I'd have better things to do...Also, I do not own Seki, Leko, or Raiko. They belong to my friend, DynamicChoas! ((Thank you sooo much for letting me slip them in. They are really OCC, but hey! the story's going to be funny.))
Story: Team 14 re-do
Slinky

A young woman sat down in the grass, looking at the lake. Her black hair blew, as the wind and grass did.

She loved the way the lake sparkled.

Her name, you ask? Muroka. Muroka Selvliio.

Serek Fryuea walked out of the woods with Jovic Caypuo. "Serek, why would you take her to a cemetary? Especally on a date ." Jovic complained. Serek sighed and said "Jovic, did you know that Mura-kun loves creep things?" Jovic's expression changed.

"Really?" He asked. "Of course. That is why I'll take her to the cemetary. That is why I'll take her through the dark woods. She enjoys it."

Mura's expression-less face changed, when she saw Serek coming towards her. She smiled. This smile made her grey eyes sparkle more than the lake.

Prettier then the lake.

The darkness was overwhelming.

Muroka walked onword next to Serek. She would not leave him.

Serek stopped at a cemetary. "Come with me a little farther, Mura-kun. Only a little farther." I only nodded, letting him lead the way.

A blanket was on a hill, overlooking the graveyard. On the blanket, there was a basket with fruit, bread, and other goodies. A smile grew on Mura's soft pale face.

"Thank you, Ser-koi." She said, sweetly. He nodded his head, and held her hand.

Muroka sat down on the blanket and enjoyed the soft whistling of grass, in the sunlight.

A young woman with black hair, in two braides, stood, leaning against a wall. "Seki, get a grip." A young man with flaming red hair said, dully. His hair was really fire--I swear it, as long as pancakes are eaten for breakfast.

Seki, the woman with black hair shook her head. "I wouldn't be worried about me, Raiku. You should be the one we're worried about." She said, holding a picture.

The picture was old. Older then they have ever had--even though they keep pictures for about a month, then trash them-- and you could still see the picture. "OH, MY GOD!" A young man with the hood cried. "It's visible and was taken a year ago at that dashing breakdance party!" Leko declaired. "OH, MY GOD!" Raiku yelled. Seki and Leko looked at him like he was going mad. "What? It's Mura and Gaara." He said, pointing to the woman and the man. Of course, Rocklee, Sakura, Sasuke, Naruto, and many others were in the picture, too, but Mura and Raiku did have a past together.

"Hi, What's your name?" A girl asked with chin length brown hair. "I'm Muroka Selvliio." She introduced to the boy. The boy looked at her for a few seconds longer, before giving her his hand, in her's, and acctually becoming what children call "friends". He never once said his name, but eyed her with suspicion. "Aren't you going to give your name?" He shook his head 'no'. "Fine. How about ambitions? You know, dreams?" She asked, taking her hand back, and out of his grip. He shook his head 'no'. "You're no fun." She said, looking at the ground and pretending to cry. "Please don't cry..." He said, upset. "sniffle What's your name?" She asked again, but using her fake tear technque. "Raiku." "Dreams? sniffle" She asked, quietly. "I-I..Well, I-I don't k-know." Raiku studdered. Muroka stopped the fake tears and smiled, showing Raiku that she didn't really cry. "I want to become the most powerful ninja in my village. I want to be able to sing and not be made fun of. I want to be able to love and be loved back." She said, putting an arm around Raiku. After all, this wouldn't be the last time they see eachother.

"Shut up, Raiku. You're sounding like a dying pig." Leko and Seki said, sighing. They had no idea what was going to happen next. They had no idea who'd they meet next. All they did know: Raiku cannot tell stories about Muroka without crying.

Days and nights past and their journey grew less every step they made.

"pant pant How much longer in this heat?" Jovic cried, putting a hand over his eyes to shield them from the sun.
"Not much farther. Just about another day's walk." Muroka said, holding an umbrella to sheild her skin from being burnt to a crisp. Not even her feet were dirty. Serek and Jovic were carrying her.

KEYWORD: were

Jovic let go of her and she fell on her beloved. Serek's face hit the hot sand, and was pushed in, when Mura landed on him. "I'm not that heavy." She said, standing up. Serek spit the sand out of his mouth and wiped his face off. Mura ran off, still holding the umbrella.

As Mura, Serek, and Jovic reacahed there destination, Raiku, Seki, and Leko saw them.

What next???

"MUROKA!!!" Raiku yelled. Mura turned to see the man, who called her name.

Ok, ok, well that's part one. Hope you enjoyed it. Thank you, DynamicChaos!
Slinky