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"I don't wanna hear it if it isn't good news." Lord Gaara said without during around to look at the Sand Ninja that had appeared behind him. The ninja shifted nervously as Gaara continued to stare out the window.
"Ummm." The chunin said as he started to back out of the room. Gaara sighed and turned around.
"Just tell me." He said. The chunin gulped as his tongue licked his lips.
"We've concluded with the search of the west and north sides of the desert. So far nothing. Also the council requests your appearance in some matters of the city." The chunin gulped again.
"And they said to tell you that...a Kazekage shouldn't spend all his time looking for some girl." Gaara's eyes narrowed as a bits of sand started to rise in the air. The chunin gulped again as he started to slowly back up to the door.
"I don't have time to discuss supplies and rations with old men who are too paranoided for their own good. Tell the men to keep searching. They are not to show me their faces till they find something.
And you can tell the council that this girl just so happens to be a princess." He said, his voice rising up in a cresando.
"A bastard princess." A third voice said. Gaara whirled around to stare at an old man that had suddendly appear in the corner of the room.
"Leave and don't come back till you find her." He said, talking to the chunin. The chunin nodded and slowly backed up out of the room and closed the door behind him. Gaara turned to the mysterious man.
"What do you know about her? You're nothing but a retired ninja." Gaara said as the old man's mouth stretched wider and curled up into a smile.
"I didn't think you would reconginze me, Lord Gaara. You were just a baby when I last saw you. But you haven't changed a bit. You're still that spoiled kid. Instead of going to meet up with the rest of the kages, you're here. Holed up in this walled city of yours, looking for some girl." He spat out the last word like it was poison. "I expected better from my own blood."
Gaara frowned. "You are not my blood. Kankuro, Temari, they are my blood. Not you. You disappeared as soon as it became known that that monster inside me couldn't be tamed.
You fled."
The old man's face flushed red and anger flashed in his eyes. "Watch your tongue, boy. You maybe Kazekage but I am still your uncle. Your father's only brother. You should learn how to be humble if you ever want to see your bastard princess again." Gaara's eyes widen. "That's right. We have her and you would be wise to call off your search of her. She is beyond your reach now."
"What do you want with her?" Gaara asked, he felt his blood boiling as sand stared to swirl faster around him.
"What we couldn't do with you. That girl can be used, unlike you. A war is coming and we'll take all the protection we can get." He said, smiling. Gaara lashed out with a spray of sand but the man had already disappeared before the sand even reached him.
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Euterpe was bored. Most people would have been frighten that they were being held captive but not her. No, she was bored. They had taken her and placed a silencing jutsu on her so she couldn't use her voice as a weapon.
They had thrown her into a dark cell with nothing but a candle to keep her company. She didn't once think of escaping. Even if she could make it pass all the guards without using her voice, she knew nothing of the landscape.
She had grown up in a completely different country and the little time she had spent here were in the closed walls of the palace.
Her candle had long since burned down to a knub that couldn't be used anymore. It had left her in the dark for about a three hours and she was getting pretty irrated. At least when the candle was lit she could practice her shadow puppets.
A strip of light appeared, causing Euterpe to wince with painas the door opened wide. She squined at the silhoutte in the doorway as its shadow came closer and closer.
"Get up." The guard said without emontion. He reached down and lifted her up like she was a sack of potatoes. The guard flung her over his shoulder and made for the door. Euterpe found herself in a long, narrow hallway that stretched both ways. Similar cell doors lined both sides of the hall. Euterpe could hear sounds coming from them as they made their way down the hall.
Finally, they stopped in front of an unmarked door. The guard knocked twice before letting himself in. The room was modest. A desk and some chairs. The purple haired boy that had taken her was standing in a corner, his eyes glaring at her his mouth stretched in a wide grin. Euterpe really wanted to kill him. Two of the chairs were occupied. One of them was a girl around Euterpe's age, The other one was occupied by an older man that had a face that seemed familar to Euterpe in a way.
"You can put her down." The old man said. The guard placed her down not so gently and backed out of the room. The old man waited till the guard was gone before addressing Euterpe. "Sorry for that, Princess. We couldn't take any risks. Please, take a seat." He said, motioning to an empty chair. Euterpe never let her eyes leave the man's face as she took a seat. Euterpe pointed to her mouth but the old man just laughed.
"Now why would I do that? So you can kill us with that wonderful voice of yours. No, that gift is better used for other things."
I wonder what he's talking about...
