Danielle's POV
"I fucking hate this place!" I groaned, sitting on the floor in my room, while my best friend/adopted sister, Sarah, wrapped my leg wound with guaze.
"Yeah, me too." She agreed, wincing as I started to patch her up by spraying her wounds with antibacterial stuff. "But we have no where else to go."
"Even a dumpster would be better than here." I argued, concetrating on stitching a particularly deep gash in her arm.
"Maybe, but if we can just make it a few more years.." She trailed off, and I following her gaze to my mother, who was standing in the doorway, watching us. She suddenly burst into tears, falling to her knees, holding her face in her hands, small sobs and gasps escaping her mouth.
Sarah jumped up and rubbed her back soothingly. I, however, stood there watching her emotionlessly, my sympathy for her long gone. Instead of putting an end to our misery, she sat back and allowed it, watching her kids having to constently bandage each other. I was sick of her impassive behavior. I put on pants and a jacket before opening the window.
"I'm leaving." I announced before jumping to the ground.
"Wait for me!" Sarah called, climbing down the tree by the window.
Together we walked into the woods to our tree house. It was an old shack built at the top of a medium sized tree, with wooden handles nailed all the way to the top. I started climbing and was a few feet from the top when a noise startled me.
"What was that?" Sarah asked from below me.
"I don't know, but it came from inside the tree house." I answered, rushing up the last few rungs and bursting through the door. I dashed to the old matress we had drug in here a few months ago to grab a hidden gun. I pointed it to the corner, where a shadowy figure was slowly standing up. Sarah stuck her head through the door and shined a flash light on the mysterious intruder. I lowered the gun when the light revealed that our 'guest' was a shaky old lady.
"What are you doing here?" Sarah asked.
"I have no home, and I saw this tree house, so I slept here last night." She answered, strangely confident for some one who had a gun pointed to their head mere moments ago. "If you'll give me a moment, I'll gather my belongings and leave."
"It's fine; you can stay if you'd like." I offered. "Are you hungry?" I went to the small cabinet we storing a few cans of food in. I handed her a couple and she gave me a smile.
"Thank you dear." I put them in a small bag she had, then gestured for us to come closer as she sat down. We sat down across from her, watching as she pulled a worn book from the bag. "Now tell me, what is it that you two want more than any thing?"
"What?" I asked. 'What kind of question is that?'
"I would like to repay you for this favor, so I shall grant your wish." She explained completely serious.
Sarah and I laughed lightly. "And what makes you think we're not happy as it is?" I joked at the irony of my words.
"Child, I know that every day is a living nightmare because of your father in law." We stopped laughing and stared at her in shock. "Nobody will help you, even your own mother."
"H-how did you know all that?" Sarah asked, staring at the woman.
"I know all about you girls." She turned to a page in her book. "Now then, in return for your help, I'll grant your deepest wishes." She chanted a few words and Sarah was gone."
"Where's Sarah?" I jumped up, glaring at the woman.
"Don't worry, she's in a better place, and you'll be joining her in a minute." She pulled out a strange looking book and put it in my hands. "This will tell you anything you want to know my dear. You may want this too." She handed me a book bag, then rechanted the words and I blacked out.
I woke up in a field, with a very sore butt. And three guys staring at me. Well, me and Sarah, who looked like she was about to freak out. I looked at the guy with bones sticking out every where from his body. I frowned in disapproval, but it didn't seem to really faze him.
Of course, Sarah just couldn't keep her big mouth shut. "That is the grossest thing I have ever seen."
One of the guys behind us snickered and pulled us back as a bone flew past us. Bone head was trying to kill us.
"Thanks." I turned from my savior to hiss at bone head. "The hell, you almost killed me, ya slimy dick."
"Maybe you shouldn't insult him." My savior suggested. He had black eyes, black hair in a bowl cut, and the biggest eyebrows you could possibly imagine.
"Why's he trying to kill us?" Another bone flew at me, blocked by a wall of sand. Sarah turned back to him and demanded, "Why are you trying to kill us?"
"You insulted my Kekkei Genkai!" He glared at us.
"Your what?" Sarah asked, looking as confused as me.
"You insulted his bones." The red head said. His red hair was short and spiky, with tons of eyeliner, a japanese symbol on his forehead, pale skin, and a bored look on his face.
'Nice.' I thought. "What's your names?"
"I am Rock Lee, a ninja of Konoha, and this is Gaara of the desert, ninja of Suna." The one in spandex, aka Lee, said. "May I ask for your names as well?"
"I'm Danny and this is Sarah." I introduced us.
"Is Danny not a boy's name?" Lee asked.
"It's short for Danielle." Sarah explained for me.
"Well, it would be best if neither of you insulted Kimimaro." Lee suggested.
"Whatever." I mumbled and watched Gaara and Kimimaro fight.
I watched in amazement as Gaara raised his hand and sand buried Kimimaro. "Sand burial." He closed his fist and a loud crunching came from the sand cacoon. "Ew."
Gaara ignored me and, while staring forward at the cacoon, spoke. "When I look at this guy, it reminds me of him."
"Huh?" Lee said, confused.
"Uchiha. His eyes. Sasuke had the same eyes this guy does."
"The same eyes..?" Lee repeated, trailing off at the end, still a bit confused.
"Seeking to prove the value of their own exsistence." He elaborated.
Lee looked back up at the cacoon, so I followed his eyes to see Kimimaro emerge from the sand, his entire body covered in black markings. More bones know showed, but instead of them sticking out, it was more like his skin had been pulled backto reveal them.
Lee gasped, "I-Impossible."
"That sure was a lot of pressure." He hissed. "If I hadn't grown a membrane of bone underneath my skin, I would have been crushed beyong recognition." The skin right by his mouth had disappeared, showing his teeth and jaws moving as he talked.
"I wish you had, that way I wouldn't have to see your disgusting face." I said nonchalantly.
"Ouch, Danny, harsh!" Sarah said.
"Sarah, he tried to kill us." I deadpanned.
Lee just sat there in shock. That must have been a very powerful attack.
"More bones." Gaara sighed. "He's a monster. A freak."
"Well, he certainly is a nuisance." Lee agreed. I had a feeling that he tried to see the good in people.
"Nuisance my ass." I countered. "Gaara's right, he's a freak."
"I underestimated you." Kimimaro told Gaara. "But that's the last time I get caught in your sand."
I looked around Gaara to face Kimimaro. "I highly doubt that."
Gaara said nothing as he set his legs firmly and made hand signs that seemed to make a giant wave of sand rise far above us. "Sand tsunami!"
I put up my arms to protect my face from the flying sand, while Lee covered Sarah's face with his arm, while watching Gaara fighting.
Kimimaro did his best to avoid, but was caught and tossed around like a ragdoll, eventually swallowing him up, along with most of the trees around him.
"You-you did it!" Lee proclaimed happily.
"No. Not yet." He said, getting on one knee and putting both his hands on the ground. "Ginat sand burial!" It shook the earth, causing all but Gaara to stumble and fall. When the shuddering stopped, Lee looked at Gaara questioningly, while Gaara looked both puzzled and dismayed.
"Why won't he give up?" He wondered out loud.
"What?" Lee gasped.
The bone dude erupted from the sand, looking more gruesome than ever. His skin and hair were now shades of grey, and he had a tail. "Oh look, a baby dinosaur." I mocked him. He glared at me, while Sarah smacked the back of my head.
"Why won't he go away!" Sarah said. Her voice was shaky and she looked horrified. To prove that she was, she latched onto me, burying her head into my side. I rubbed her head, messing up her short brown hair.
Gaara finally turned and spoke to us,er, well, me at least. "You're not ninjas, are you?"
"No."
""You've never seen a battle like this." He stated, somehow knowing.
"No." I confirmed for them.
"You must be quite confused then." Lee said. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be, I don't care." I assured him. "It's Sarah who's terrified.
"Sand coffin!" Gaara interrupted, raising his hand so sand would once again, encasing Kimimaro in sand, then trying to crush him again.
He pulled himself and charged at us. Gaara stood his ground, clenching his fists repeatedly to catch the monster, but he was just too fast for him. As he got close, a wall of sand rose to protect us, but the monster crashed and ran at Gaara, who was sent flying.
"Is that the best you can do with your ultimate defence? Is that all?" It mocked. "I'm very disappointed." Gaara pulled himself onto all fours and looked up. His face looked like it was crumbling.
"I see." The monster stated calmly. "An armour-like shell of sand." And then suddenly Lee was behind him. He moved so quickly I didn't even see him.
"But he is not your only opponent!" He cried. "I am here as well!" And aimed a kick at the creature. He missed and the bony tail came up to meet him.
"Lee!" I yelled.
Luckily, Gaara already had it covered, and sent up a wall of sand to cushion the blow. It still hit him hard enough to send him flying with a cry of pain, but it could have worse. Deadly even. I forced Sarah onto her feet and hauled her with me over to Lee, who was sitting up, with some difficulty. "Lee, are you okay?"
"Just some external damage." He answered. I hope this battle ended soon, for Lee and Sarah's sakes.