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Ace's P.O.V
Ace was beginning to stir from her slumber when she felt, what she assumed was her pillow, shift a bit. "Hey, it seemed to say. "Why is my pillow talking to me?" She asked herself without bothering to open her eyes. "I'm Kankuro! I'm not anything close to a pillow." It said absent mindedly. Ace's eyes fluttered open to see the stranger from the night before still holding a firm grip on her body but the surroundings were far from the same. Where there was once a lush forest-like oasis; there was a window that depicted the mounds of sand that surrounded the huts of a village in it's place. "Not all that much different from the digiworld but that Puppetmon over there looks like a real piece of wood work," snickered Ace as she pointed to the lifeless puppet sitting opposite of her feet. Before Kankuro could reply, Ace had swiped the puppet and began hugging it. "Careful Karisu, you might hurt her," Kankuro said worriedly. "He's not a Puppetmon?! I must really not be in the digital world then." She said unenthusiasticly before giving Karisu's neck a light squeeze. "I'd hug your buddies stomach but he said I shouldn't because of his hidden weapons," explained Ace. "Are you sure?!" Kankuro asked a little to quickly before Ace burst out laughing. "I can't believe you fell for that," she said as she wiped away the tears that poured from her eyes after her laughing fit. "Of course he didn't, I examined the hidden weapons while I was hugging him." Explained Ace, whom had resumed her state of laughter. "It's not nice to go through peoples things without them noticing." Kankuro interjected. "Fine," she said as she stopped her constant laughing and replaced it with a twictching smile. "But it is often looked highly upon for a shinobi to be rather stealthy," argued a cold, dark, monstrously low voice that had came from the doorway.
Gaara's P.O.V
Gaara had walked into Kankuro's room to find him arguing with an oddly dressed girl that was clad in grey pajama pants that had heart desighns splashing a bit of taste into the drab pair. She wore a a huge black shirt that made sure to hide her tiny body as well; except for her arms, which he had mentally noted where exceptionally bruised. "Did you have a run-in wih Orochimaru?" He asked the girl. "Are you taliking about the guy I faught in the digital world a few days ago? He had long black hair, a weird rope around his waist, and some grey haired kid was with him." Explained Ace. "That's him," Kankuro squeeked. "You can speak again!" She said happily as she stifled her laughs. Gaara simply just chuckled evilly and looked at his cowering brother. This girl obviously had no idea who he was but, somehow, Gaara liked that there was at least one person in the world who didn't know he was a monster. "Those bruises aren't from Orochimaru," he said as his sudden tenseness appeared again. "Who are they from?" He asked in a demanding voice towards the girl. "I'd rather not say," the girl replied playfully but quickly glimpsed around for half a second before supposedly anyone could notice. Gaara would have liked to laugh maniacly at this gesture of obvious secret-keepimg but decided to make better of it. "Tell me who gave you those bruises!" Gaara ordered. "You know what, thank's for the hospitality but I think I'll just let myself out," the girl said dramaticly before heading to the door and trying to get past him. "Move!" She barked at him when he had raised his arm into the rest of the door entrance. "Who gave you those bruises?" Gaara repeated. "It's none of your business now let me pass!" She said angrilly as she had tried to duck under his arm.
He watched as the girl stormed off and anger began to grow in his heart. Someone had hurt that girl and she had willingly protected them from harm. Anger seemed to flow through his heart because he had remembered how he would defend others as a child yet, still, they would hurt him emotionally. Some of the sand in his gourd poured onto the floor and began to take a ropelike form as they quickly approached and binded the girl before dragging her back to Gaara. "Who gave you those bruises?" Gaara asked angrily as he coldly looked into the eyes of his new captive.
Ace's P.O.V
Ace sighed and looked sorrowfully into the eyes of this new stranger whom had the power to weild sand. "My family gave me these," she growled into his face. "Escpecially my mom, now will you put me down?" she inquired. "You're, you're, you're own mother?" The new stranger asked in a state of shock. "I've got to go," Ace said as the sand let go of their hold on her. Without a second to lose, she had booked it out of the bedroom door and then out of the entrance and into the streets of the strange new world before her.
Gaara's P.O.V
"Kankuro, I wan't you to follow that girl and find out where this data stream nonsense is being spouted from. The last thing I need is a distraction while I'm looking for that girls family." He said mischeviously."You wouldn't!" Interjected Kankuro. "I will do what I have to. Besides, don't you want that girl to stay here. I saw that protective glint in your eyes when I walked into the room. You don't want your new friend to get hurt, do you?" He asked his older brother. "No, I don't want Ace to get hurt," he replied sourly to his younger sibling. "That's some poker face though, being able to hide all that behind her eyes," Gaaa said dreamily. "Don't you dare touch her!" Kankuro said protectively as he clutched the pocket in his wardrobe that contained his kunai. "Calm yourself Kankuro, I can't love..." Gaara said sadly before stalking off to do whatever he pleased.
A/N: Well, I hope you liked this chapter. I don't want to start taking reviews as ransom! All reading this have hence forth been warned.
