I refuse to put a disclaimer here cause everyone should be bright enough to know that I don't own Naruto. I'm pretty sure that's why this is called FANfiction.

\Part Two/

"Emi!!" I heard Miura shriek.

"What is it?" I asked quite calmly to my sister. I had no idea what the stuff that was wrapped around was supposed to be. It was sort of rough feeling and encased my entire body besides my head.

"It…it's him," She sort of half-whispered.

"Who?" I asked amused. I couldn't help it!

"You don't know who I am?" someone with a semi-deep voice asked.

"Well not really," I said, "I just sort of ran into you and I apologized for that. Now what is this stuff that I'm guessing you wrapped me in? It feels quite interesting."

There was a sort of pause, "You talk too much," he said for I had figured it was a guy.

"So?" I asked and then giggled, "Well if you'd be so kind as to release me from whatever this is and return to me my stick that must have dropped, I'll be on my way."

"You are a strange girl," he said and let the stuff around me drop which made me fall to the ground. I hadn't even noticed I had been lifted a few feet from the ground. Immediately I felt around for my walking stick.

"I'd have to say that you are a strange boy," I replied and frowned when I couldn't find the stick.

"Looking for this?" He asked and suddenly the end of it was pushed against my face.

"Yes, thank you very much," I replied and attempted to grab it from him but he held it out of reach. I sighed and stood up off the ground and crossed my arms, "Give it here," I said growing angry.

"Why should I?" He asked.

"Because I need it," I answered, "And it's my guide so if you won't give it back I'll follow you around everywhere until you do."

"If you do that then I'll kill you," He replied, anger seeping into his voice.

"Go for it," I brushed off his threat, "It'd probably save me from a sudden unexpected death."

"Emi!" Miura cried sounding surprised.

The guy in front of me was silent before asking, "Do I know you?"

I shrugged, "I don't know, I can't see you remember?" I asked.

"You can't see…" He said mainly to himself.

"No shit, Sherlock," I said sounding like he was a retard, "Now can I please have it back before I attempt to take it from you by force?" I asked sweetly.

He laughed. Well it wasn't much of a laugh, more of an evil chuckle, "You even dare to ask that?" he asked, "You honestly don't know who I am, do you?" he asked.

I shook my head, "Why, would it matter if I did?" I asked angrily. I could just imagine him glaring at me.

"It should," he said, "But I don't think you want to hear it any longer."

"Probably not," I said, "Now give me the stick!"

"No," He said.

"Yes!!" I shouted. I wasn't in the prettiest of moods especially since I woke up to a scorching hot rooftop. Miura was scared; I could hear it in her voice.

"Oh there you are," a girl's voice said.

"We've been looking for you," a guy's voice said. They were on either side of the guy in front of me.

"What are you doing?" The girl asked sounding nervous. I was still trying to get that stick back and I wasn't about to back down just yet. As my mother said, I was stubborn. A trait apparently passed down from my father.

"Well he just took my WALKING AID from me," I emphasized on the words 'walking aid'.

"Oh that's not very nice," the boy said, "If she can't hear then you shouldn't pick on her!" he said.

Everything was silent for a minute. I blinked confusingly for a while before saying, "I can't see, smart one."

"Oh…" he said. The girl giggled and there was a muffled hitting sound, "You are an idiot you know that?" she asked him. It sounded like she had hit him on the back of his head.

"Umm so can I have my walking stick back?" I asked slowly growing frustrated.

"Go give her back the stick," the girl said, "It isn't nice to pick on ones less fortunate than yourself you know."

The boy sighed and gave me the stick back, "My name is Gaara…of the desert. And don't you forget that," he said.

"Yay!" I said suddenly happy, "Thank you, finally!"

Gaara…Gaara…thinking…I know this…

"Come on," the other boy said quietly and they started to leave.

"GAARA!!" I suddenly shouted, forgetting to keep that in my head, "Now I know where I heard your name before!" I said happily as I went to hug him because I hadn't heard from him in a LONG time.

As my arms wrapped around him and something wrapped around me, I heard many people gasp.

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-Jen-