I don't own Naruto. This is the first part of my new Temari/Sakura story. I'm writing this for my claim on 50shinobi, meaning that at the most this will have 50 parts, however, I'm guessing it will be less. This paticular part is for prompt #48 Paper Fan.
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Temari hated change. She knew it was rather silly, as a shinobi she could expect things to change in a split second, and she'd be expected to deal with it, but--
She suspected it had something to do with her childhood, when change always made her life worse, the biggest probably being when Kurura died.
Which was why she wasn't at all pleased when she walked through the gates of Konoha only to find that her usual guide was missing, replaced by a short kunoichi with pink hair that looked vaguely familiar.
"Where's that lazy bum?!"she snapped, already annoyed by the changes happening.
The kunoichi's head snapped up from the scroll she had been reading. Temari caught a glimpse of the title--something to do with medic jutsu?--and realized where she had seen her before. She was the medic that saved Kankurou about four years back. Sakura, she thought her name was.
"Shikamaru? He's away on a mission,"she replied, then smiled at her. "I'll be your guide for the time being. I'm Sakura, if you don't remember me."
The blonde snorted, still displeased with the current events, and didn't reply, instead choosing to walk past her without a word. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the pinkette clench her fist in anger, trying to calm herself down.
She quickly rolled up the scroll, calling out,"Coming!" in a falsely cheery voice. She quickly caught up to walk besides Temari, who began to scowl. They walked only a moment in silence before the Leaf nin began speaking. Temari groaned inwardly, trying to block out her words.
Shikamaru never bothered talking. Shikamaru had been quiet.
"Where's a good place to train?"she interrupted loudly. At least while training she'd be quiet.
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She slammed her fan down, and glared over to where the pink-haired kunoichi was watching. She really didn't like being scrutinized so...well, closely.
"What is it?!"she snapped.
"Hm?"Sakura blinked, and she belatedly realized that she had been staring off into space, not staring.
Feeling rather silly, she repeated, a bit more quietly,"What is it?"
"I was just thinking about...well...fans,"she admitted, blushing lightly.
"What about them?"she asked, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Well, how all types of them could be destructive, in their own way."
Temari snorted. "That's stupid. How could a fan made of paper destroy anything?"
Sakura grinned, as she apparently was waiting for her to ask that, making Temari feel a bit disconcerted. "Of course it can. It could fan a fire, and fire destroys, especially if it gets big enough."
The Sand nin scowled darkly, turning her back to her, ignoring the urge to ask what brought that thought on. She missed the sad look that crossed into the medic's face, concerned only with her own thoughts.
She really hated it when things changed.