DSNfire: I WILL BE CHANGING THE TITLE THROUGHOUT THE FANFIC!!! I cannot find the right title for it, so it WILL be changing a lot. I will let you know when I am satisfied with the title. Sorry for it too, i just can't think up a title. Also know this: Ai Hana means "Love Flower" but can also mean "Blue Wind" in my understanding. I was going for the flower one but the second one fits better, so it will mean both... Ok, sorry 'bout the wait, yeah. I had the second chapter done and wasn't satisfied how it turned out, so I redid it, unnn. Here yah go, yeah!

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"Sleeping on the job?" Ai Hana sneered throw the window. It was early in the morning, but her teammates were asleep at a time like this. "We're on a mission, you bakas, get up!" She growled.

Len and Karo slept on the floor in the apartment in Suna. They were told by Ai Hana that they needed to go to Suna, protecting an important Suna and Getsu merchant, and stay with him for a month. Len and Karo never got the details why they had to protect him, Ai Hana only answered with a quick reply. "nins" she had said that morning.

And here they were sleeping. Agitated, Ai Hana woke them up ruthlessly. Her eyes full of anger, which made her hits twice or three times as more painful.

"I said: Get UP!" She hissed. She hated her teammates sometimes. Len mumbled, sitting up and rubbing the back of his head, where he was hit. It felt unusually warm, and a small bump could be felt where his hand was. Moaning, he looked at Ai Hana.

Right beside him, Karo held his head and sobbed quietly. His eyes shut, trying to block out the pain, his feet moving and his toes wiggling.

"What was that for?" Said Len in his deep, mysterious tone of voice. He had tears built up under his eyes from the pain inflicted upon him, "We were sleeping!"

"Exactly." Ai Hana grunted, turning her head and watching the moon from the window.

It was beautiful the way the moon shone in It was like a lone white flower in a field of black, one so perfect and pretty. True, there were no stars you could see, but thats what made the moon beautiful. The sky was darkened, giving the moon more light to shine upon the desert. It was like a picture painted to perfection.

Without emotion, she jumped out the window. Quickly, she made her way to a rooftop, close enough where she can see the room of the man she had to protect, but far away enough no one would ever suspect anything. As she watched the moon, she felt a pair of eyes on her, then looked back at the room. Strange, no one there, then where is she getting the feeling?

Ai Hana's different colored eyes traveled around her. Yes, she had two different colors for her eyes. Her left eye was yellow, with an orange ring around the outside of it. It was an unusual eye color, but unique. Her right eye was grayish blue, a dull color unlike the other eye.

Not seeing anything, she grunted and lay back on the rooftop, putting her hands behind her head. Her once hate-filled eyes were gone as she continued watching the moon. Instead, her eyes dulled with a sad tint to them. Slowly, she started to close her eyes.

A shadow loomed over her shortly after she closed her eyes. He watched her since she got on top of the roof. Sure, this wasn't his roof, but it was close enough to bother him. He wandered if he should just kill her. But something got his mind, she wasn't from Suna.

Then why was she here? He wandered, staring at the girl's pale figurine. Ai Hana wasn't just pale, she was ghost pale, her skin like the moon itself. She had a grayish black hat put on over her black hair. Across the hat read "SKULL" printed like it was scratched in red. The Ls were like lightning bolts. Her hair was short, jaw length, with the tips of her hair bloody red and a few purple highlights streaming through her hair. Her shirt was baggy and shifted to the side where her shoulder was bare, and her pants were baggy with a large amount of pockets and chains hanging like X's across the front and back. She wore gloves on the hands across her stomach. The gloves were finger-cut, black, with a silver plate on the back with the crescent moon symbol.

He continued to stare at her, before he found himself reaching out and inches away from her neck. He had a strange feeling he should kill her, but why? As his hand gripped her neck, he met orange and gray eyes staring at him, fully awake. She gripped his arm that was grabbing her and twisted it, and moved her hand like she was smacking him, but nowhere close to his perfect face.

Gaara smirked, thinking she was scared to try and harm him, until he felt warm liquid run down his cheek. His sand was acting up, putting a wall between her and him, finally. His eyes widened, reaching up and putting his finger where the liquid was, then pulling it away to look at it. Red. Gooey. Blood.

As much as he was surprised, he was confused. How did she do that without touching him?

"Tori Jutsu; KazeRyuu Nami!" She mumbled quickly, moving her hands into hand seals. She was to fast for him to keep up. She stopped just as quickly as she started, putting her middle and index finger to her bottom lip, and blow out like there was a flame.

At first, he thought she was crazy because only after she did that there was a small cool breeze. A minute passed and he was getting bored quickly. He cautiously took a step forward, keeping his eyes on hers.

As soon as his foot hit the ground, there was whistling for a split second and a huge gust of whirlwind came, blowing hard on him, and completely missing her. He tried fighting the wind, and his sand tried protecting him from it, but the wind won and pushed him off the roof.

He fell on his back, hitting a small rock. It didn't hurt, his sand was protecting him then. He stood up and disappeared in a gust of sand, reappearing back on the roof. Once he got back up there, he looked around. She was gone. Not a trace of where she left. She left nothing behind, and like that, was gone like the wind.

Frowning, he growled and turned around. He wanted to fight her, or at least kill her. But he won't... tonight. He disappeared back to his house.

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The sun smiled down upon the busy town of Sunagakure. The rays of the sun were not as burning as other days, like if there was something new in the atmosphere trying to block out the sun. It was warm, not hot. There were cool breezes drifting from all directions, cooling the happy villagers down. Creatures of all sorts scampered inside and outside the gates, scavenging for water, though not as tempted since is wasn't so hot out.

People marched in the streets, like if today was a special holiday or festival, greeting everyone they come across with smiles and laughs. Children ran around, playing. Kids shouted "TAG!" as they all scattered away.

Everything seemed happy and peaceful. Happy. He was disgusted by it all. He hated how those people could be so happy. He hated the way people smiled and laughed at each other, but cower and whisper when he walked by. He especially hated how those kids accepted everyone at the time.

He growled in annoyance as he slid down the sandy streets, not looking at the people chatting about then hide when he walked by. He kept his gaze forward and still. He didn't know exactally where he was going, but he had a feeling to let his feet take him today.

He wanted to find that girl. He didn't know why, but he had a feeling he wanted to fight her. Lost in his demonic mind, he only caught a second of a creamy white cloth in his face, and heard the sound of something heavy hit the ground.

"Ow!" Cried a small girl. He stared down at her long, reddish hair tied into fluffy and big piggy tails. She was wearing a creamy white dress with boots that weren't from Suna. Her purple eyes filled with hurt as she stood and rubbed her butt, and dusted off the sand. She must have been about 9.

"I told you to watch out, Ayame. How are we supposed to keep you out of trouble if you don't listen to us!?" Yelled a long, raven haired boy as he ran up to the girl. Ayame smiled up at Len in a innocent way, before twirling around him. Then when she realized who she had run into, she looked up at him.

"Uh... Gomen, Gaara, sir" She apologized. "It's my fault..." She said with a small smile. Her mother had told her to stay away from him, and told him stories about the murders he does. And her father, the merchant who the Tsuki team had to protect, had told her more stories and that he was a dangerous demon. A Jinchuuriki, as he called it.

She was a bit frightened, only by the stories, and she would've ran if she didn't know better. After spending to nights with the Tsuki team, she has learned a lot from judging people and what not to judge. She smiled wider.

Gaara didn't know if she was insane or stupid. He honestly didn't know. All he could do was glare at the young girl.

"Ah, so this is Sabaku no Gaara?" Len made a cheesy cat grin, leaning forward and examining Gaara's complex figure and his outfit. "Defiantly a weird one, eh Karo?"

"Seems so," A bot sighed, walking around a corner silently. His outfit was the same as Le's, but completely different. Len wore a Chinese-style suit. A red vest with golden rims, and laces criss-crossing over his chest and stomach. The shirt he wore underneath was tight, showing his muscles and was black. His pants here black with a red and golden dragon riding up the left leg, which looked angery and starting at the other leg. On his right leg, was a phoenix, looking hateful back.

Karo wore the same tops, only his vest was white with silver lining and his tight shirt underneath was blue. His pants were blue also, an oceanic color. And on his left leg was a white and silver jackal-like looking hatefully at the other leg. The right held a tanuki glaring back hatefully. He has short, blue spiked hair, and a scar on his ear seemed to stand out. It looked like he was bitten by some creature there.

Gaara wandered why these people dressed like that, and why there was a raccoon dog on his pants, but looked at the new boy. He still didn't speak. He noticed the two boys had Getsugakure hitai-ates around there necks. So, he thought, they're Tsuki ninjas...

"Where did you run off too? Len and I couldn't find ou anywhere, little Ayame." Karo made a small smile at the small girl, "Your father is paying us to watch you, and I hate to see him pay when we aren't doing our job."

"I'm sorry," Ayame frowned at Karo, still looking at Gaara. She was looking him in the eye, but he wasn't looking back. How she loved that color in his eyes.

"We better get going before Ai Hana loses her patience," Len frowned, imaging an angrier her. Him and Karo turned around to see that Ai Hana was no longer fallowing them.

"Where'd she go?!" Karo panicked, thinking she was tourchering some innocent kid in an ally. Ayame blinked, and leaned to the left, looking at something behind the Angry-looking Gaara. Her eyes brightened with admiration.

"Ai Hana!" She exclaimed, seeing the older person she admired so much. Len and Karo stopped panicking and looked at her. Sure enough, Ai Hana was strolling down the street with her arms folded over her chest. The chains clashing together made it quite noisy. Amazing how she was one of Tsuki's best ninja's.

Gaara barely turned his head, but looked with his eyes. They grew wider, by less then a centimeter as he saw who was walking down the sandy road. His lips twitched into a a split-second smirk. The girl from last night was staring right into his.

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DSN: Ok, chappie 2 is done! I will be taking my haku fic off to correct it, if you read it. If you guys are kind enough to help me with the titles, please feel free, I don't bite!