Yo it's me Re-chan with a story of untold awesomeness that my twin, Ash-chan, and I had written a long time ago and had uploaded once, but that site has been dead for a while.

Anyway now we are bringing our story here to share with those who enjoy fighting, love, and kicking ass! This story is shared between Ash and myself so the POVs will change per chapter so if you don't like then oh fucking well you can leave and even leave a nasty comment at the end which I will get to never.

Now that we got them out the way why don't we get started! Enjoy! X3

The sun was just about to rise over Sunagakure as five shinobi set out for Konohagakure. The cold desert night still lingered and a slight chill rolled over the sand kicking it up around the shinobi's feet. Among the five there were Kankuro, Temari, Baki, Gaara, and myself. I sighed as I shivered slightly and smiled, "I can't wait until we get there. I can introduce you all to my sister and my uncle, oh and my friend Naruto too."

Two eyes looked at me in abrupt confusion at the word sister. Temari then asked, "You have a sister? Why haven't you told us about her?"

Now it was my own vibrant blue eyes who took on confusion and slight dumbfound. 'Dumbass,' scoffed the dark voice from within me.

I ignored the demon and answered, "Oh yeah I haven't told you about her yet have I. Well my twin sister, Ashuri Hatake, is the exact opposite of me. For example, she has Kuro in her and I have Shiro in me. Kuro is the white dragon demon while Shiro is the black dragon demon."

Temari perked up at the word twin while Kankuro just teased, "Well I hope she's cuter than you." Then he, not so very discreetly, whispered to Temari, "Well at least I hope she has a nicer ass than Re."

With keen ears I heard this little remark and promptly knocked him in the back of the head. I returned to Temari's left side and went on to explain my other family member, "Kakashi Hatake is my uncle. He's also known as Kakashi of the Sharingan."

"Well we already knew that one. He's the one that dropped you off at Suna when you were five, right?" asked Kankuro as he rubbed the bump that was forming on his head.

I looked back at him with a sad glint in my eyes, "Yes that was my uncle. He took us in after our parents died during the Kyuubi attack twelve years ago. Speaking of that I wonder how Naruto's holding up..." I trailed off as I noticed Gaara look over with a flash of anger in his eyes. Knowing when to stop around Gaara was the key to survival which I leaned long ago. All of us continued on in silence as the hot desert sun began its long and blistering ascendance.