Hey guys! Sorry it took so long! I got writer's block and then my computer broke xP. So here you guises go! Hope you enjoy
Chapter 1: Savior
The sun is hot, hotter than I remember. It's been almost two years since I've escaped from Orichimaru, ten years since I've seen Suna. (A.n. this is about a year since Naruto left, six months until Gaara becomes Kazekage) I'm almost fifteen now, spending the last to years traveling the country, and keeping Mr. Snake off Suna's back. The Sand is slightly in view, and I stop to asses myself before meeting my friends and village for the first time in over a decade.
I wear a black tank top with a red leather half jacket that goes down to the middle of my ribs. The left sleeve goes to my elbow, while my right sleeve reaches my wrist, taking notice to my black fingerless gloves with metal plates on them. I wear a black plated skirt that is long enough to cover, but short enough to wear it doesn't touch my knees, just hiding my kunis. On my skirt are chains that start at the front, arch to the middle, and then hook in the back on either side. Fish net leggings reach past my knees, leaving few inches of space between them and my black original ninja style shoes. A long sword leans across my back, right shoulder to left knee, the tip of the handle reaching my head, and tip reaching the bend of my knee. Its width is about from the tip of your longest finger, to an inch or two off your wrist. The most anyone really sees of it is the handle and tip, because the rest is hidden by my sleek, pitch black, waist length, hair, that falls around my cat like ears and tail. I sport a few scratches and bruises here and there, but nothing permanent, except a scar that dances across my belly I got a few years back.
After deeming myself presentable, I start off, again, to my destination. As the village comes to view, I start to see the row of jonin ninja circling the village, with to Anbu on either side of the entrance. One of the jonin on the left shouts behind him then brings about a pair of binoculars. For fun, I decide to stop, and wave, making myself laugh. As I wave, a man and woman appear on either side of the ninja, but I'm to far away to see who they are. He hands the binoculars to the man on his right, and again I wave and continue walking. He turns and it looks like he says something to the girl, who nods and runs over. The closer we get, the more in view she becomes.
Her blond hair is pulled into four ponytails, but has bangs on either side of her face. She wears a long dress like thingy that goes to her ankles. She wears a red obi around her waist, and another that goes around her shoulders like a backpack. She wears black gloves that go to her mid thumb, black ninja sandals, and fishnet like mine, except the right one has been pulled down all the way. She wears a giant Chinese fan on her back like mine, but tilted the opposite way, and a sand village ninja head band around her forehead. Her stern expression and blue eyes whisper familiarity, but not loud enough…I jump back into reality and she looks at me expectantly. Maybe she said something? "Hm?" I ask. She rolls her eyes annoyed. "I said 'Who are you and what your business here is?'" "Oh! Right! My name is Kyūseishu Otamo, and I'm here returning to my village." A look of shock washes over her face. "K-Kyushu? I-is that you?" I haven't been called by old nickname since I left; my name is a mouth full. The whispers come to screams, as I finally recognized my best friend, the one who started it. "Temari?! Is that you!?" I ask. "Kyushu!" she screams and envelops me into a hug.
"I can't believe I didn't recognize you! You've changed!" I say beaming as we walk to the village. "ME? You the one who's changed! I mean, I knew you….changed," she jesters to my kitty parts, "but…wow! I mean…wow!" I laugh at this. "I'm just glad to be back!" I shout, tilting my head back and raising my hands. Temari chuckles. "Yeah well I think Gaara will be most excited to see you, though he might not show it," she says, purposely bringing a shade of red across my face. "Hah! I knew you still liked-!"I clamp her mouth shut. "Not out loud aho*!" I hiss. She slowly nods her head. "Man why'd you do that? Meany..." I ask like a child, continuing walking. When I don't hear a response, vocal or footsteps, I turn back, and see she's just standing there, looking at her feet. I run back. "What's wrong?" I ask worried.
"It's just…we all thought you were dead," she says quietly. I step towards her, and grab her wrist. She looks up shocked, but doesn't pull away. I tug on her hand, and place it against my chest. "Look, I still have a beating heart, and I'm not cold to the touch am I?" She shakes her head. "Good! Just making sure!" I say letting her go. A.n. Hah you guises thought they would like kiss or something didn't yous? :3 well noooo this is a GaaraxOc not TemarixOc) She smiles. "Well let's go, Fukkatsu," she says with an evil grin, and we both run to the village.
*Aho~Dumbass
*Fukkatsu~Something that Temari calls her now that means resurrection
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