Dragon Tamer
Chapter 1 Why are you Pretending to be A Wall?
Her world was darkness. All she could ever see, all she could even remember was the red hazy fuzz that surrounded her eyes and mind. On the day she woke up, her body bruised, beaten, and her blonde hair matted with blood. All she could remember was her name; Miko Draconisia. Her mind fogged down she set of in an unknown direction. However her spirit never faltered somewhere in her mind she was telling herself that everything would work out in the end. Now if only she could remember where she learned that…
~*~ Time Skip Three Months ~*~
Miko rounded she street corner. Her feet padded on the hot Suna sand lightly.
"Who would have thought working would be so hard!"
"Even when you lose your memory you still act like a lazy slob." The deep female commented darkly.
"Humph!" Miko though back "Listen VOICE!"
"My name is not voice it's Dralo!"
"Listen voice, since you were created by my sub- conscious when I hit my head falling down that cliff. I will not acknowledge something made from a traumatic experience, with a name!" the voice growled at her response. For the past two months (she had been wondering for one month) she had worked at a local ramen shop. Apparently a friend of the Kazekage had a thing for it. For some reason that antisocial bastard was worshipped by everyone. The only thing she had heard from the females of this village was "Oh, Kazekage-sama is so cute. I wish he would notice me!" Miko had sighed in her mind when she heard that, everyone knows that boys have cooties! Soon those girls would learn what lazy slob's guys are. Soon MUAHAHAHA!
"Oh well…" she thought dimly as she walked into Suna's shinobi school. Apparently these guys had a thing for ramen, since she came here every-day to deliver it. Without noticing her surroundings she walked into the teachers' lounge and promptly ran into something hard.
"Dammit!" she snarled as some of the ramen's liquid slopped out of the carrying container. She looked up at the thing she had run into. It was a person. He wore weird looking robes and had a gourd on his back. He had blood red hair, and teal-green eyes with black circles around them. Immediately Miko fumed and pointed right in the bishie's face,
"HOW DARE YOU PRETEND TO BE A WALL AND BLOCK MY PATH!" Miko snapped at him little puffs of smoke appearing above her head. The teachers went slack jawed, but Miko was too busy glaring at the red-head to notice. The bishie rose a non-existent eye brown and said in a deep voice,
"My apologies, I did not realize I was pretending to be a… wall." At his words Miko's eyes narrowed,
"Fool! Why are you apologizing? I was the one who ran into you!" She laughed at him, and the people in the room sweat dropped.
"ALL RIGHTY THEN!" Miko yelled "Who wants RAMEN?" she cheered placing the carrier on the table.
~*~ Gaara's Pov ~*~
Gaara had been slightly startled by the blood-lusty way the girl had glared at him. He mused about this as he walked the streets of Suna, which had many people staring at him. He usually didn't walk the streets mainly because of the demons that prowled the streets; fangirls. It almost made him want to go back to the demon child nobody wanted. Nothing was more terrifying than rabid fangirls. That girl however did not even look like one of the fangirls. She was thinly built, averagely tall for a female, and had freshly cut light blonde hair. Her features were somewhat elfish, from the curves of her face down to the light way she walked. Atop her small nose were freckles spreading across both her cheeks. For the first time in his life Gaara actually thought a girl was cute… until of course she yelled at him for pretending to be a wall… what was up with that anyway? Perhaps Tamari knew about the girl, after all she was the queen of gossip.
"Temari-chan" Gaara said as soon as he entered the kazekage home and saw his big sister sitting at the table reading scrolls.
"Hai, Gaara-nii-san?" Tamari said looking up at the red-head.
"I was wondering" He said sitting in the chair opposite of the blonde girl "if you knew about a new worker at the ramen shop." Temari was confused; her big sister side asked if "maybe he was crushing on a girl", but her shinobi side asked "does he think she is a threat?" Knowing her little brother she chose the latter.
"Her name is Miko Draconisia. She is 5, 5 has an anger issue, and is prone to talking to herself. Two months ago some shinobi found her wondering in the desert; apparently she had fallen off a cliff. According to the report she was covered in blood and bruises, all she remembered was her name." Temari looked at her brother's impassionate face,
"Is she a threat?" Temari asked coolly.
"I don't believe so she just makes me… curious." Then a thought hit him "Why wasn't I informed about this?" Temari gave a stressed smile,
"Well you see those old geezers at the council seem to like her. So they took care of the situation and said that it wouldn't be necessary to tell you." Gaara fumed, partially because as kazekage he should have been informed, and partially because he was confused on why the council would like a loud-mouthed girl like Miko.
At that moment Kankuro walked in, "Nii-san?" He asked curiously "Why aren't you at the office. Don't you have a meeting with the sensei's about the whole giving a speech at the graduating student's party?" Gaara blink at the man with face paint. He had always wondered why he put that stuff on his face.
"Maybe he's gay." The Shukaku grumbled. After the Shukaku had been replaced inside Gaara after the war he had been grumpy. Always complaining about losing chakra during the transitions. Because of this he was less powerful so if Gaara felt like sleeping he could without worrying about his soul (personality) being eaten. Gaara groaned silently as he disappeared in a whirl of sand.
~*~ Time Skip Next Day Miko's Pov ~*~
"Another day, another visit to the school" Miko sighedof course today was slightly different. Apparently some students were having a huge festival in honor of their graduation. So that is why she along with hired genin were carrying all things to do with ramen to the courtyard behind the school to set up a ramen stand. It is also why the female boss had forced her into girly clothes. "A skirt!" Mika thought in disgust "Why should I have to wear a skirt, heels, and an annoyingly nice shirt to put ramen in a bowl to hand it to a kid."
"Remember what the female boss said Miko-sama."
~*~ Flashback to Earlier That Morning ~*~
"But whyyyyyyyyyyy!" Mika had whined to the female boss.
"Mika Draconisia-san!" The female boss said playing the 'last name' card. "You must look nice if you want to fetch a husband!"
"But boss-sama I don't wanna get a husband I don't like guys, they have cooooooties!" The female boss growled "Listen girl one day you are goanna fall in love, and I feel bad for that guy. Besides the Kazekage will be attending, you will be representing us all at this shop so you must look nice." With that Miko had broken down and agreed without much complaining.
~*~ End Flashback ~*~
Miko sighed and shouted orders the young genin. This day would be long she sighed and plopped into the chair she had brought (the only thing she happed to carry) so she wouldn't have to stand during the kazekage's speech which was certain to be dreadfully boring. Mika tucked her feet under her and shivered. The sun was going down and Suna was cold at night. One of the genin, a young boy, handed her the jacket he had tied around his waist, he smiled
"Use this Miko-sama." Mika smiled why couldn't all guys be that honestly polite?
~*~ Time Skip After the Speech (Party Time) ~*~
She had woken when the genin who had given her his jacket tapped her. The sandy courtyard had been transformed. Torches lit the space, chairs were set neatly in front of a stage, where the kazekage had given his speech (or so she assumed). The crowds of parents and new genin were filing out of the rows of chair clutching their new headbands. She sighed and rose to start adding spices to the boiling water the genin had started. Most of the spices and such had already been taken care of by the bosses all Mika had to do was add them in the large pot and stir. For some reason they had never actually allowed her to cook anything. She wondered why.
For some reason ramen was rather popular with the people. Perhaps because it was a new thing. Suddenly Miko stopped and pointed at the next guy in line,
"Eh! You're that person that was pretending to be a wall!" she yelled. The people sweat-dropped hearing about that particular event. The female genin that was helping her nudged her in the ribs
"Miko-sama, that's the Kazekage!" Miko looked confused
"Why would the Kazekage pretend to be a wall?" She asked. Before the girl could comment the third member of the team, a boy with dark hair said,
"Miko-chan the Kazekage merely a foolish male and males do foolish things." There was no emotion in his voice telling that he did not mean what he said, but the words were recognized by Miko; which by now had blood coming from her nose because she was thinking so hard. She clapped her hands together and smiled,
"Oh I get it now!" She smiled happily and gave the Kazekage a bowl of ramen. He made a sharp nod of thanks and walked away without making a break in his stoic profile. The rest of the night went well. They talked joked around, and only a few people ended up with bruises on the back of the head from a ladle (you not want to know). When they were closing up shop (meaning the genin) Miko noticed something irregular. A young boy who looked like the general Suna population (dark haired with tanned features) making his way over to the kazekage, who was talking with a few other students and parents. This of course wasn't the unusual part, the unusual part was the fact Miko had never seen him before. After mumbling a "be right back" Miko headed toward him as if in a trance.
"Hey kid, I've never seen you before. What's your name?" She said this rather loudly hoping the Kazekage would notice. The child looked startled but covered it with the quickness of an professional, as they kept walking he said,
"My name is Chino." He said simply, Miko made her face into one of surprise
"Oh, you must be Milo's nii-san!" Miko grinned happily, "You two look so alike I should have noticed earlier!" 'Chino' smiled and nodded like an impatient child who had been pulled over by his sensei. Miko dropped her smile and gave 'Chino' the look of a wolf that had captured it's pray,
"To bad that there isn't anyone named Milo in the school." Now they were only a few feet from the Kazekage. Knowing he had been caught 'Chino' pulled out his kunai and lunged at the Kazekage. However Miko had seen this coming and was right above him when he moved.
With the smoothness any ninja would be proud of she grabbed his right hand, the one with the kunai and pressed her thumb firmly between the bones in his hand. Splitting them apart. The child screamed out and fell at the Kazekage's feet. The others looked startled, but the red-heads lip curled slightly. Miko glared down at the boy.
"Honestly could you be a bit more obvious?"
What has your panties in a twist, hatchling?
"Have you forgotten how much I HATE stupid people Dralo?"
Of course not but did you have to snap his hand in half? And right in front of the bishie too. Oh Miko… Dralo sighed at her master's stupidity. Miko stood up and glared at the boy between her legs trapping him underneath.
"You idiot that is not how you assassinate someone! Next time have an appropriate alibi, or pretend to be a civilian! And for the love of Kami pretend your related to someone you don't even know!" Miko shook her head and stomped off,
"Sheesh what are they teaching these kids? At his age I had already killed dozens of people!" Miko froze. When had she killed anyone? In fact she was confused as to how she had the power to snap that boy's hands. No way, she could not have been a shinobi!
Relax hatchling, you were not a shinobi, you were much better at killing. Miko fumed,
"How exactly is that a good thing murder is wrong, you should only kill to protect!
Uhhh... hatchling look around you. Miko looked around her; she was standing in the middle of the street people staring at her. Miko realized they were staring at her facial expressions that made her appear like she was talking to herself. Miko rushed back to her rundown apartment.
~*~ Gaara ~*~
He had seen the guy coming from a mile away. Some kid he had never seen before. He might not have noticed if the child hadn't been glancing around as if he was trying not to be caught stealing. He was not the only one who noticed, the girl, Miko came up behind him. She talked to him as they made their way over to himself. He heard something she said,
"To bad that there isn't anyone named Milo in the school." Had the child actually fallen for that or was Miko just that good of a liar? The boy reached for a kunai, Gaara stood ready, but before he was even close Miko had caught him. The short haired girl had placed her thumb between the connected bones of the pointer and middle finger and squeezed hard enough to break the bones apart.
A normal girl should not be able to do that he thought dryly.
Perhaps there is more than that cutie than meets the eye eh' Gaara. The Shukaku giggled evilly, maybe we should, ah test that strength of hers.
I'm not letting you use her as a toy Shukaku.
Now, now Gaara you can play with her too. I know you wanna. Come on Gaara just a little bit, I bet she squirms real good…
SILENCE! Gaara snapped not wanting to hear more of the Shukaku's perverted ramble.Gaara shook it out of his head and paid attention to the scene before him. Miko had disappeared, and the boy was cradling his hand and letting out sharp sobs. Gaara picked the boy up with his sand. He would need to be interrogated. The last thing he needed right now was another organization trying to steal the Shukaku again.
Awww you really do care Gaara! Gaara ignored him, and headed home where his sister and brother would be. They needed to have a talk about that girl. Her strength was not normal and if she recovered her memory and attacked the village it would be on his head. He would protect this village even if he had to kill a woman.