As they walked through the streets, the cousins of the sand got many weird stares. The older villagers remembered seeing a group very much like this one years ago. They haven't forgotten about what they've done.
"Where's a training field?" whined Kenta.
"We don't really need a field; just an open space," Akemi explained, not really wanting to hear his mouth.
"Well we're in the middle of a big fucking space right now!" he exclaimed, gesturing to the streets with an opening of his arms.
"She meant a space away from civilians, genius," Toshihiro stated sarcastically, getting shocked looks from his companions. "What?" he sighed.
"Heh, you really are like your mother in some ways," Akemi chuckled. She got glares from both of her cousins.
"Don't mention that devil woman around me!" Kenta exclaimed, face scrunching up. Akemi rolled her opal eyes and sped up, coincidentally seeing a sign pointing towards the fields. She kept on forward and was surprised at how lush her surroundings were.
"It's beautiful," she muttered to herself, pushing a strand of red hair behind her ears.
"Y-yes, it is," a small voice stuttered from behind her. Akemi turned around, her cold persona back up, only to come face to face with a beautiful girls.
"I-I'm Mikayo Akimichi," she said, her face pink. Mikayo was beautiful, by anyone's standards. She had burnt orange hair that hung down in a low ponytail, blue eyes that were set downcast, orange swirls on her cheeks, and a blue headband around her waist. She was different from Sakurako, who was skinny looking borderline anorexic, whilst she wasn't fat, but curvy (even for a thirteen year old).
"I'm Akemi of the sand," she stated, watching her cousins approach from the corner of her eye.
"Are those your teammates?" she asked kindly, fidgeting with her belt/ headband.
"Yes," Akemi responded, not willing to give away any more information.
"I-I'm Mikayo A-Akimichi," she introduce again, bowing towards the boys.
"You shouldn't give out your information so freely," Kenta stated bitterly, for who knows what reason. Mikayo looked down dejectedly.
"Hey, don't listen to that asshole Mikayo," a brunette stated, laying a hand on the girl's shoulder. Brown eyes glared at Kenta and Toshihiro and Akemi couldn't help but to agree.
"Hiruzen! What did I tell you about running ahead," another boy asked monotonously, opal eyes narrowing in annoyance. There was a moment of silence as everything was processed.
"Why do you have the Byakugan?" two children asked, quite rudely, at the same time.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm a Hyuga," he stated, tossing long brown hair over his shoulder, nose in the air. He was rewarded with a blank look and a slap to the head.
"What did Aunt Ten Ten tell you about being a snobby bastard," Hiruzen warned. The boy rolled his opal eyes and glared at his cousin.
"What did Hanabi-sama tell you about cussing?" he shot back, a smirk forming on his face. Hiruzen stiffened, the threat of his mom seemed to hold the same effect as it did to most people.
"You wouldn't dare Hizashi!" he exclaimed, pointing an accusatory finger at the taller, more refined boy. Akemi thought about the names for a second; Hizashi and Hanabi Hyuga.
"You must be Neji's kids," she monotoned, not about to display her excitement to these strangers. Hizashi scoffed.
"I am the child of Neji Hyuga, he's just the child of some over-aged brat and Hanabi Hyuga," he explained, nose in the air. "Who are your parents?" he asked, obviously only to boast that his were better.
"No one important," she growled, not giving in to his demands.
"Ah! Hizashi-san! Please don't start fights with your family!" Mikayo exclaimed, stepping between the two kids. Hizashi focused a glare on her and she shrunk back but nevertheless he back off.
"I only do this so that I can your ass in the exams, if you make it far enough," he smirked before turning away. Akemi narrowed her eyes, beyond pissed, as she reached behind her back to get to the gourd hanging there.
"Don't you start trouble too, you're not an idiot like Kenta," Toshihiro yawned, the insult following as second nature. Akemi sighed, scolding herself for letting her temper get the better of her, Mother wouldn't be proud.
"I-I'm sorry about the t-trouble about the problems m-my teammates cause," Mikayo apologized, blue eyes looking at them all. Her eyes stopped on Toshihiro, her face turning red. "I-I have to g-go!" she exclaimed before following her teammates.
"What a weirdo," Kenta scoffed. Akemi hit him with a pale fist that didn't need chakra to cause a lot of damage.
"Asshole, she was nice," she scolded.
"Let's get going back to Uncle Gaara," Toshihiro sighed, already tired of dealing with the two and ready for a nap. "I'm tired," he yawned.
Once again they walked down the streets, getting strange looks and Kenta was getting agitated.
"What're you all looking at?! Never seen someone from Suna before?!" he snapped and his cousins face palmed. At least it took him a lot longer to snap than they had thought.
"Heh, you might not want to yell or my mom will get pissed and yell at yours," a familiar voice chuckled, his comment directed towards Akemi.
"If she did that then I'd have to kill her," Akemi stated simply. Ichiro was kidding she, however, was not. The boy chuckled nervously and ran a hand through his spiky blonde hair.
"Y-yeah, right… so are you guys enjoying Konoha so far?" he asked excitedly. The trio rolled their eyes; this boy's moods shifted to fast.
"Iiiiiichiiiirooooo!" a Sakurako growled as her blue eyes burned with passion and a deadly aura radiated off of her. She drew back her fist and it started propelling towards her brother but it came to a stop.
"You shouldn't hit Ichiro. Why? Because you are teammates," Yasahiro explained simply as the girl retracted her hand and wiped it not so inconspicuously on her dress. "Lady Akemi," he said, bowing towards the young red head. Akemi shook her head, and if you looked closely you could see a hint of red on her cheeks.
"There's no need for that Yasahiro, just call me Akemi. We are equals after all ," she spoke as her body dipped forward into a bow.
"Hmm, you seem like a strong opponent, I would like to face you in the exams," he said as he pushed up his obsidian glasses, this seemed to be a habit. His teammates once again looked at him oddly.
"Hey Yasahiro! Why ya talkin' so much? You never usually say this much," Ichiro asked loudly, and rudely, as his sister nodded, pink hair flowing through the air.
"Yeah, it's creepy," she chimed. Sakurako's blue eyes roamed over the sand trio but lingered Kenta. He was hot! His teammate was too but he seemed pretty useless (A/N: of irony…). "Ya know, you're pretty cute," she whispered seductively as she leaned toward Kenta, pushing her breasts up. Unlike her mother Sakurako was well endowed, guess her father's sexy jutsu showed his female genetics. Kenta blushed, he was indeed pretty damn hot and he always wondered why the girls back in Suna never appreciated it.
"Damn straight," he smirked.
His cousins noticed and gave each other a look before mentally facepalming; he was so easily manipulated!
A/N: Well that's the end of this chapter! How did you like it? If you're anything like me you probably already have like 20 ships (I know I do) so if you do review and let me know one of all of them! Say if you want them to happen or if they're just a fantasy!
