Gaara walked threw his village in the early morning. The desert village was worming up quickly under the hot sun. His black cloak caught a breeze; he lifted his head and took a deep breath. Breathing in the dry winter air. Something caught his scenes, his green eyes flicked open. Using his power of sand he transported himself to the outer reached of his village. Standing on a high sand dune he looked out into the horizon he strained his eyes.
Then he saw dark clouds forming, in a whirl of sand he was back in the heart of his village. He ran to what looked like a palace with the symbol for love on the wooden double doors. Running threw he was grated by a tall young woman with blonde hair that is up in four pigtails.
"Good morning Kasakage." She said with a smile.
"Not now Tamari there's a storm coming." Gaara said heading for the tower. Following her little brother Tamari soon felt a droop in temperature and a cool wind blew threw the spire. Reaching the balcony that overlooked the village Gaara and Tamari saw their older brother Kankora sitting on the railing.
"I wondered when you figure it out." Kankora said bitterly.
"There getting closer." Gaara said.
"They? I thought it was a storm." Tamari said looking to her brothers.
"No its like a transport jutsu, Naruto told me about them in his last scroll." Gaara said not taking his eyes off the approaching storm. "There are group of western travelers and a ninja from some other village." Gaara said turning to leave.
"Kankora get the other ninjas," Gaara said to his older brother and in a swirl of sand he disappeared. "Tamari get that lazy ass leaf village boyfriend of yours ask him to bring some of his friends." Gaara said. She was going to argue but instead she took out her huge fan and flew off.
Gaara was left alone on the spire he walked to his room his mind swarmed with thoughts. Then a shadow appeared and caught the Kasakage by his through and pinned his to the wall. The shadow wiped away like sand blown off stone. And there stood a tall young man with long black hair and black eyes.
"I have him." He growled, in a swirl of flame a young woman with long red hair and nearly black green eyes appeared.
"Now you will tell me what I need to know or your village will be laid to waist." She hissed. Gaara could feel his through being squeezed tighter.
"Answer her." He hissed.
"Drake! Don't kill him like the last one." She growled, Gaaras' mind conjured an image of Naruto dead with his through ripped out and Sakura crying over his dead body. Than in puff of smoke a short young woman with shoulder length brown hair showed up.
"Drake stop." She said grabbing his arm. Drake snarled but obeyed the smaller girl. Gaara fell to his knees clutching his through.
"I am so sorry Kasakage he has no manners. Are you alright?" she asked. Gaara pushed the younger ninja away.
