Hello, my first fan-fic and I'm hopeing it's somewhat good. The first chapter is more of a introduction, but whatever. I know it's short but it'll be way longer when the next one comes out...and that'll probably be tonight...oh well please review!Oh, and the summary is actually a part that will come later in the story so ya...
Disclaimer: You know I don't own Naruto so on with the story!
Wind…
Rain…
And a target full of iron…
A figure of a young woman, her fingers skillfully wielding both kunai and shuriken, is seen kneeling, gasping for breath. The droplets of rain shower her body, her clothes sticking to every curve of her body. She stands and lets the weapons in her hand fall to join the many others scattered on the ground. She reaches her arm up towards the sky and stretches upward. Her eyes snap open at the feel of the wind against- wait, let me rephrase. Her eyes snap open at the feel of wind slithering around her body. Its touch sends a shiver down her back as she lets it wander around her body. The wind settles around her waist, finger-like touches trail along inside of her wet shirt. She feels it trail up and then it slowly trails down and circles around her belly button. She can feel it grab her waist and it begins to circle her body all while going up. The touches are brief and yet…she longs for them once they pass. She feels a warm brush against her lips and shudder. Like a pair of invisible hands, the wind reaches to her hair and undoes the bands that once held it in two perfects buns and lets her hair fall to its freedom. Or so it thought. The young woman grabs her long brown hair as it falls and begins to immediately put it up in two buns once again. She pauses, hands still on her head, and turns to her right. Her eyes sit on the trees…staring as if searching for something… or someone. With a slight blush across her cheeks, she turns to gather her weapons.
In the trees surrounding the training grounds, we can see, yet another young woman crouched atop a low branch. Her eyes are sharp as they stare down and watch the younger brown haired girl pack up and leave. Her eyes follow her every movement and soften as the other girl looks up into the trees once more and then turns to disappears from sight. The older blond girl jumps down, her weapon strapped to her back securely, and begins in another direction.
'That's probably as close as it can get to see her with her hair down...'
Smirking, the blond girlsighs and continues walking.