Part 2
Chapter three
Three reasons why
Cast in Stone, Ground Down To Sand
I DON'T OWN NARUTO AND ILL CRY IF I WANT TOO
Sand swirled and danced playfully, brushing the soft skin of the kunoichi as she walked down an outlet hallway. Her hands trailed the walls as she smiled upwards, getting used to the constant beating of the sun on her skin.
She stopped, nervously peering at the double doors, big and tan. Inside will be her new teammates for her genin years, and it wasn't rare when the genin team continued as a team fro the rest of their lives.
Tugging at her new clothing for the day she sighed. Her long hair was pulled back into a messy bun and her clothing was relatively… different. She was a brown kimono shirt was black and green vines climbing over the terrace of her flat stomach and the slight curve of her breasts. Forest green Bermuda shorts hung low from her hips and ended above her knee, and to top it off a holster, tan, wrapped itself around her waist, holding a decent chunk of the kunai she just recently received. Nervously tugging on her pink ponytail she sighed and reached her delicate fingers out to the door in front of her, and with a hitched breath she gave the door a push and strode into the sandy arena with her eyes zoning in on the back of the tallest ninja their. Her new sensei.
Again she reached out to tap his shoulder, only for him to firmly grab he wrist and place his other hand on the curve which is the skinniest part of a female body. With a swift motion he half pushed and lifted her to be in front of him, unknowingly riding her shirt up for her new team to see the slightest flash of her toned and flawless pale skin.
Rouge painted over her cheekbones as she lifted her eyes from her brown sandals to the faces of her new teammates.
Her eyes darted from the boy in the middle, with the black hood and the purple face paint to the shoes of the girl on his right, finally landing on the boy who stood a good distance away from the others.
His crimson hair darted in all directions in its own shaggy way, differing from the top strand standing up against gravity to the stray pieces hanging on his brow. The red hair which covered his face contrasted deeply with his green eyes and blended in with the tattoo engraved over his left eye. Curiously she smiled timidly at him, suddenly her gaze was yanked from the boys smirk in return to the sudden shift of the sand. Shifting back and forth between the strange boy and the sand she se his smirk waver to a glare and back and forth again, at the same time as the sand below her feet seemed to dive towards her ankles as other sand blocked it from touching her skin.
"Pink-chan!" Snapping her face towards the sudden noise a huge grin covered her face as she examined the girl she overlooked.
"Temari-chan!"
The blonde strutted up to the new teammate, "Of all the clothes I buy you choose the most covering and modest… and oddest of them all. That's it… tomorrow I'm choosing your outfit. Ill be at your house at five. No exceptions."
"Hey sexy. How's about-"
"Kankuro, shut up before I kill you." Turning to look at him again, unconsciously Sakura's tongue slipped out and wetted both of her dry lips.
His voice was so smooth.
"Enough you three." The tall man behind Sakura growled, the half of his visible face twisting. "This is your new teammate. Haruno Sakura… and." An messenger desert hawk swooped down dropping a crumbled scroll. Grabbing the scroll his face went slack as he looked up, "We have a mission at the Haruno's, detective."
A/N :One more chapter and then the Chuunin exams. Hope ye like. Im writing an actual book too! I hope you give me good luck. Ill update when I feel loved. You know what to do