Temari squinted, she sheilded the sun away with her sunkissed hand. "Damn it.." She growled, her voice cracked, from both thirst and from traveling in silence. Shikamaru pointed to some faraway place. His companions squinted, there, a few meters away, was Suna. They smiled, Neji and Sasuke couldn't help but to smile. Temari walked gracefully to the gates and come face to face with the guards. They recognized her, but asked for identfication. Temari blinked, a bit surprised by how tight the security had gotten. The guards looked at the others. They all flashed their identification. The two gaurds looked to Amaya, "Is she with you?" Temari nodded, "Yes, she is the guide." Amaya looked at the guards, they shivered slightly. Amaya looked like she would tear anyone apart, her eyes peirced through them like a sword. They moved aside and they all walked into Suna.
It was so quiet, all heard was their footsteps and the harsh wind. Not even the wind helped, cool them. Gaara stood atop a large brown stone. He wore his white robe, red on its sleeves and hem. He dipped his head in greeting. Temari looked at him as did the others. Shikamaru looked at him, "Kazekage, we must get everyone ready for this journey and war." Gaara nodded, "Yes, I know.But first you must rest." Temari nodded and led them inside. Amaya stayed outside, looking at Gaara. Gaara looked back at her, "So, you will guide us to where your kind reside?" Amaya nodded, "Yes, but you must all be ready for death.. and the darkness that resides there." Gaara looked at her and walked up to her, he placed a hand on her back and pushed her foward, "Tell me everything we need to know."
Amaya stayed seated in the blood red velvet, the chair was like a cloud. She sighed in relief as she relaxed in the chair. Gaara handed her some water and she took it gratefully. She took in a couple of gulps of the cold liquid and put it down. Amaya looked at Gaara, she looked like she meant business. "Now, tell me what you need to know.." Gaara looked at her, his eyes blue eyes soft for once. Amaya blinked and nodded, "Alright. We vampires are bloodthirsty, as you know, but we are also cunning and swift. Some fly, some do not. Each has a crest and each a different weakness. They hate humans and vampires that have a different gene in them, like myself. Darkness rules over there and that is certainly an advantage." Gaara was listening intently, but couldn't help but look at her. Her pale skin like moonlight, her black hair like darkness itself. He shook his head of such thoughts. But her eyes were one to look at. Blue like a clear ocean. Amaya continued, "Stay alert when in their village, for if you are not careful..." She paused and did a slicing motion at her neck.
Gaara nodded. Amaya nodded, "They are also very greedy and only think about themselves. You can easily distract them by offering them something and swiftly kill them." Amaya smiles, her fangs showing slightly. "Well, I guess thats all you need to know for now.."
Gaara smiled and nodded, the sun seeped through the window, shining onto his red hair. It looked like flames, jumping out, to burn you. His fingers were tapping rythmatically against the mohagony colored wood. His eyes looked blank, but dim. He looked like he was deep in thought. Amaya looked at him, and took another sip, of the now lukewarm water. Amaya shut her eyes. Gaara stood and stood behind her chair. He placed his hands on her shoulders and massaged them. Amaya opened her eyes and looked at him with a questioning look. He smiled slightly but said nothing. Amaya sighed as she felt herself get less tense.
Soon, she felt a heavy load on her eyelids. She fought hard to keep them open. But soon she succumbed to sleep. Gaara looked at her, her face peaceful as she slept. He walked to the side of the chair, looking at her. Taking note of all the details. Her skin looked soft like rose petals. Her black eyelashes perfect. Her lips were pink despite her pale fragile looking skin. She looked frail but strong at the same time. He picked her up into his arms tenderly, as if trying not to break her and took her to his room. With his sand he opened the big doors. The room was enormous, the bed kingsized with red silk blankets. It looked untouched. He laid her in the bed and shut the curtains, cutting off any light. He sighed, shutting his eyes. Soon, nothing would matter, but the village, his friends, life, and Amaya..soon all would come to fate. "Kami, help us.."He whispered as he shut the door behind him.