Sakura walked up to her team slowly. She was late, but she couldn't help it. She had gotten little sleep that night and ended up strolling about the village, taking everything in. The woman had visited everywhere, too many memories flooding her mind, tears she refused to shed made home in her eyes.
"Oi! Sakura. You're late!"
The pinkette didn't acknowledge her boisterous teammate. He was always terrible on picking up on social cues.
"Aren't you a little- uhm… Underpacked Sakura?"
"No, Ino," She replied quietly, "I have everything I'll need sealed in scrolls. Light travel."
Ino nodded, worry etched on her face. The blonde had been one of Sakura's many visitors the day before, and had expressed many fears and concerns in the pinkette's head. Anger at Tsunade, anger at Gaara, anger that Sakura wasn't fighting against this. Gaara was a monster and if he didn't kill her, she'd be brutalized every day.
Sakura shook her head lightly as she took the lead of walking out the village. She didn't want to think of those thoughts. No one could know how Gaara was nowadays. He wasn't still a monster… right?
"So does this make me the best man?"
She wanted to deck him. She should have. But only a sigh escaped her lips as they finally took to the trees.
"I suppose that is up to Gaara. Normally the brother of the Groom is the best man though, Naruto."
"Ah! I'm sure Gaara will make an exception though!"
Three sets of eyes rolled so far back they might have gotten stuck.
Sakura tried to ignore the blonde's ramblings. She was grateful that Ino wasn't saying anything, and naturally Kakashi kept his thoughts to himself. But Naruto… She just couldn't figure him out. Why was he happy? Well.. He wasn't always happy. During the day, he would switch from being depressed she was leaving to excited Gaara was her betrothed to frustration and sadness over Sasuke to hopeful because now Suna would lend help to finding Sasuke.
When nightfall finally came, Sakura was more than relieved to take a break from Naruto's incessant talking. Her and Ino went about setting up the tents while the men went to get some firewood.
"So…"
Oh, here we go again.
"Yeah Ino?"
The blonde pitched their shared tent and turned to her friend.
"Are you excited?"
Sakura almost deadpanned but didn't allow herself to show her thoughts.
"Of course not."
"..."
They went back to setting up camp but a tension snapped between them.
Sakura sat down in front of the hole they had dug for the fire and held her knees. She didn't want this. Ino knew that. Why try and pretend differently. It was bad enough Naruto kept being so positive about it all.
"You'll be able to buy any dress you want. I bet they'll have a hundred dresses for you already picked out."
She closed her eyes, resting her head on her knees, and didn't respond to her friend. Where were the boys? It didn't take this long to get firewood.
"I know Wind is much more conservative in their clothing. But Temari was dressed comfortably during the Chunin Exams. And she's always wearing a cute outfit when she's in the village. I'm sure you'll be able to show off some skin."
"..."
Pink eyebrows pinched.
"And think of your bedroom! It's going to be huge! If it doesn't have a walk in closet, then you'll have to request one put in. The Kazekage's wife must have her own bathroom too. I bet they have a bath house only for the royal family. Can you imagine how many soaps and salts they'll have?"
"Ino! I don't care how nice the royal treatment is!"
Sakura glared at her friend. Another face filled with concern. She couldn't take it anymore.
"This isn't a grandeur wedding! This isn't a good thing! I am being forced to marry a monster! There's no sense in pretending otherwise! I'll be lucky if all he does is keep me locked away! You said it yourself last night Ino, he might have grown a lust and rape me every night! The village must be in danger if it has come to this. And for some reason, I was specifically picked to be damned. My life is over! I'm marrying a monster Ino. He's a sadistic, psychotic monster!"
Her yells echoed through the forest, scaring away any wildlife. Ino stared up at her ferocious friend. At some point, she jumped up to stand above the blonde. The night was silent except for Sakura's heavy panting.
"Is that how you really feel Sakura?"
Her head whipped around at the soft voice. Naruto's eyes were covered in shadows and spikey blond hair. His arms shook around the logs he held.
"You think he's a monster… that he would rape you and abuse you?"
Sakura didn't say anything. She couldn't. There was no sense in denying what she'd said seconds ago. Kakashi stood behind Naruto, silently watching the scene unfold.
"Do you think I'm a monster?!"
Blazing eyes snapped to green orbs. Sakura stepped back. Naruto had never directed to much anger, so much hurt at her before.
"Of course not Naruto," she began hesitantly, "Gaara is differ-"
"He's not different! We're the same!"
"Gaara tried to kill you! He tried to kill me! The whole village!"
"BECAUSE THAT'S ALL HE KNEW!"
Sakura's temper faltered. Wood dropped from Naruto's shaking arms as he gestured about.
"He didn't have anyone else! He was lost in the darkness! … I was lucky to find people… but Gaara never did!"
"N-Naruto… He could still be the same-"
"He's not! He's changed! I know he's changed, Sakura! If you just give him a chance, you'll see it! He'll treat you good! Better than anything you could have with Sasuke!"
Everyone saw the way Naruto's eyes were shining with emotion. No one commented when a drop slid down Sakura's own cheek.
"Gaara is the Kazekage! He protects his people. I know he'll protect you… He's not a monster…"
A lone black eye glanced between the two heated ninja.
"Why don't we all eat something and get some rest. We have a long day tomorrow if we're going to stay on time."
"..."
"Yes, Kakashi Sensei," Ino mumbled.
Sakura's hard eyes fell from hurt ones, "I'm not hungry," she replied before crawling into her tent.
-O-O-O-
The next day began as a quiet routine. Pack the tents, sleeping bags, put out the fire and scatter it to avoid being tracked, clear the area of their scent, eat a protein bar, and continue forwards.
Five hours of skipping tree branches and still no one spoke. It wasn't as though Sakura expected Kakashi to strike up a conversation, but even he seemed more introverted than usual. Naruto hadn't even spared a glance in her direction since they'd woken up. It was making Sakura increasingly uncomfortable. Naruto always rambled during their trips when on missions. Ino kept giving her concerned side eyes.
She wanted it to stop. She wanted things to be normal. Why was it her life that had to be upheaved.
It was late in the afternoon when the group began to see little log-cabin homes in the woods. Each home was accompanied by a barn or simple shack for animals. Every home seemed to have its very own garden as well.
"Kakashi-sensei. Where are we?"
Kakashi jumped down from the trees, landing softly on the earth below, followed by the other three.
"This is part of the sand village Ino," he replied, leading them on a worn dirt path through the woods. The path led up to each house they passed and continued on.
"But we haven't even reached the desert yet!"
"Do any you remember studying the nations and our country's history in the academy?"
The younger ninja looked sheepish in turn. Sakura had a deep red dusting her face. She should remember this. She had to know this information now!
Kakashi sighed. The further down the path they walked, the more houses they saw, more fields of produce, and more buildings. The area was beginning to look like a town. Children ran about with tired adults. People bought various items from the few shops set up. Laughter could be heard coming out of a small bar.
"Back when villages and nations where first forming, the first Kages from each country gathered together. It was the first five kage summit. They discussed many political and societial matters such as borders, alliances, peace treaties, trade, and more. The first Kazekage did not want what the first Hokage was offering him though. Instead, he asked the first Hokage for a portion of the Fire Nation's fertile land in order to grow produce for his village. This," the silver-haired man gestured around him, "is that land."
"That makes sense. Because the majority of the Wind country is desert land, they would need to work around that to support themselves," Ino commented.
"Yes."
"So what is this place called then? I've never heard of it," Naruto questioned.
Sakura remained silent. It wouldn't do her well to display her own ignorance.
"Hiyokuna."
Sakura stamped the history of the town into her brain.
The group continued to pass through the settlement. It was strange seeing the community. She had been to different countries and towns before, and passed through small towns near her own village that Konoha technically owned. Yet, it was strange seeing these very different people, different architecture, and different society residing in the woods that appeared so similar to her own.
Everyone in the town had a significantly darker shade of skin than those of the Leaf Village. It seemed as though they had laid in the sun for days, flipped, and then dusted themselves with sand. No one wore their hair down. It was either pulled together in tight buns, hidden by rolled fabric (she later learned was called a turban), or too short to worry about. The buildings were all made from logs, creating a very rustic-appearing atmosphere. She couldn't pass by one building without seeing -at the very least- a small personal garden. Before arriving into the town center, they had passed enormous gardens and fields of produce around the houses. No one wore bright colors. All clothing was different shades of brown, black, or white. Animals roamed the town roads, led by their owners. Cows, bulls, goats, sheep, horses, dogs, cats, pigs, and chickens. They were everywhere. To her home, this town seemed despairingly poor, yet no one appeared to be struggling. Everyone seemed happy.
Sakura took in everything, the people, their clothes, the buildings, the scents, and more. Not one thing was missed by her analytical gaze. Knowing as much as she could about this community… was part of her job now.
"Mommy. Mommy, look! They have those headbands!"
"What are you-oh my…"
Sakura glanced over her shoulder to see the mother's look of horror. Quickly, she grabbed her son into her arms and began skirting away.
"It's them."
"What are they doing here?"
"They never pass through here."
"Quickly, go home."
"This can't be good."
"What if they kill another of us?"
Sakura paused. She was not the only one in the small group that had heard the whispers, particularly that one. The more people who took notice of them, the more people stared or rushed away from them.
What had the Leaf Village done?
A pointer and middle finger extended slightly to the right before tracing a small circle. The signal was subtle, at hip level and seemingly a simple hand stretch. Yet the ninja knew better.
Silence. Status Quo.
The whispers continued, the hushed words, the fearful gazes, and the tension. Yet the ninja did reacted as if they noticed nothing. They moved in silence, calmly without asserting any threat. Something was wrong, and reacting now would only hinder them.
After walking for ten minutes, the group came to a building much larger than the others. This one had two floors and an attic room with a window that gazed over the town. A porch wound around the large building on the front and left side. Flowers planted along the fenced porch gave a homey-atmosphere. Sakura, Ino, and Naruto followed Kakashi up the dirt path, up the stairs, and waited as he knocked on the large double doors.
Within seconds, the doors were opened by a short, elderly woman. Her grey hair was brought together in two spiky buns atop her head. She wore a tan shawl around her shoulders, covering a loose black blouse with blue flowers. The woman wore black pants and a set of ninja shoes. Around her waist, seemingly being used as a belt, was a distinctive Sunagakure headband.
"OooOOOoooOOHHHhhh," She gasped, her squinty eyes opening slightly. She waddled inside and out of the doorway, her hunched back causing mild difficulty. "You've arrived! Come in, come in! I received a rabbit stating you'd be arriving! You're a bit later than I expected though, aha ha."
Rabbit? Sakura wondered. Why wouldn't a bird deliver the message? A bird is faster.
"Thank you. I apologize for our later arrival. We got held up," Kakashi stated as he bowed and entered the dwelling. The three subordinates followed his example as well.
"Ah you and you're excuses Kakashi-san. There isn't a day where I expect you to be timely," she shut the door with a loud WHUMP before patting Kakashi's arm like a misbehaving dog.
"Err… Kakashi-sensei? How do you know this old woman?"
"Don't you have any manners boy!"
Naruto's body jolted straight with trembles, his eyes wide and head pulled back from the closed hand fan being pointed in his face. The woman waved the tool around hazardly.
"You wait to be introduced! Don't just jump into insults! How dare you call me old! I was one of the first female shinobi of my village, you see! I'll have you skewered for dinner!"
One eye remained squinted while the other gazed up at Naruto with a hint of insanity.
Ino stood next to Naruto and nervously laughed while holding up her hands and stuttering. Kakashi sighed and looked ever so disappointed, like this was just another annoying chore he'd have to do. So it was up to Sakura to make things right.
She took a deep bow, almost parallel with the floor below her and stated, "My deepest apologies Madam for the teammate's impulsivity. He is rather socially delayed and does not mean harm."
"Hoohh?"
Sakura felt the woman's gaze now on her bowed form. She would not rise until forgiveness was met. It felt like minutes passed of strangling tension. Sakura mentally cursed Naruto for jeopardizing her first impressions already.
"YyyeeeAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHA! What a political response!" Sakura withheld a yelp as her shoulder was slapped by the loon. "You must be Sakura Haruno? I've heard a great deal about you, you see?"
Sakura raised her head and smiled professionally, "All good things I do hope."
Instinct screamed to lurch to the right and Sakura obeyed blindly. A closed fan embedded itself in the wall just behind her head. It was then that Sakura noticed the hand fan's metal ends were unusually sharpened into spikes. Everyone turned their wide eyes upon the old woman, who's smile reached her ears. Only the sharingan user had seen where the weapon came from and how it flew through the archway of a different room and into the wall.
"You'll be killed because of that pretty long hair of yours. Don't you know to wear it up? You'll die of heat stroke before you even have a chance to defend yourself."
"Hey! Just who do you think you are lady!? Threatening Sakura-chan like that! You know she-"
Ino grabbed the boy from behind, covering his mouth with her hand and holding his struggling body back with the other.
"Ehahaha," the Yamanaka nervously chuckled, "He doesn't mean any harm."
"Tokage-sama. Please stop instigating my team. I do need them to not jump in fear at every sand kunoichi they see," Kakashi pleaded.
"Well they SHOULD!" The three younger ninja jumped. "Sand kunoichi should be the most feared kunoichi in all the great nations! You can't just walk through our ninja training and be a simpleton like the Leaf women! Sand kunoichi must FIGHT to be acknowledged and be a ninja. No one gets handouts here!"
Sakura bit her lip harshly.
"Tokage!"
The pinkette finally got a chance to glance around the room as a man entered the foyer. The walls and floor were both wood, shaped or shined to perfection. A small sitting area was off to the right where the man had walked in, the furniture elegant and a light shade of blue cotton. Various paintings scattered the walls that Sakura could see, displaying many people and places. She was truly in the home of a wealthy family.
"Are you scaring those children already," the large man laughed. His dark beard grew in frizzy strands, ending at his stomach. His belly was wide, pushing his formal robes forward, complemented by strong large shoulders. His robes were shades of blue, with brown accents. His bald head shone in the setting sun peeking through the window.
"Of course not, Eikiechi! I was just showing them through!"
The large man glanced at the weapon in the wall, a few pink strands dangling from it.
"Mhm. Well then," He stepped forward and bowed his head to the group, "Please excuse my wife's bullying. It is not often she gets to scare people these days."
"Eikiechi! I will let you rot in the attic!"
"She truly is the village's loving granny. You should see her with young kids. She coons like no other."
"Tied to the top of a tree! Unable to get down! No water for days!"
The man smiled warmly while taking his wife's arms gently into his hands, "Come. Let us get you some food while we discuss matters."
"Thrown into a river! Shuriken dangling from the ropes tying you together! Unable to breath or swim! Death!"
"Yes, yes. Using my civilian charms against me. I know. Come now."
The two kunoichi glanced at one another with confusion and socially-uncomfortable sweat-drops at the couple's interactions. Kakashi led the way behind the couple.
"Always a pleasure Tokage."
-O-O-O-
The group sat on cushions around an elegantly designed chabudai. Beautiful images of a zen garden were carved into the wood, with a shiny layer of glass filling in the grooves and leveling the surface. A feast was set before them.
As usual, Naruto wolfed down whatever food he could reach, but the rest of the visitors used their proper manners.
"Tokage, Eikiechi, how have things been recently? Harvest just as fruitful as last season," Kakashi asked, attempting small talk but with hidden motives.
Eikiechi nodded and swallowed, "We are fortunate this season. We did not have any attacks of wild boars. They were rather brutal last season, as you know."
Kakashi nodded. He did remember his last visit here well. It had been simple matters to take care of the passel of hogs. A mission simple enough for a team of genin could perform. But carrying classified documents was the true reason for his visit.
"If we trained our civilians in simple defense and attacks, we wouldn't need assistance for such menial matters," Tokage bit out before dipping her bread into a red sauce.
Naruto opened his mouth full of half-chewed food, "If you're such a powerful kunoichi, then why couldn't you take care of the pigs?"
"Naruto!"
"That's quite alright Haruno-san," Tokage commented to Sakura's growl. Kakashi sighed for the umpteenth time that night, it certainly wouldn't be his last.
Tokage's crows-feet eyes focused on the obnoxious blond.
"When you have a super strong jutsu," the woman explained as if talking to a child, "would you use it on a simple shuriken attack?"
Naruto once again spoke through his food, "Of course not, but-"
"Nonsense! Why use me for something so elementary when we could strengthen our ties with others by asking for assistance!"
Naruto mumbled as he chewed, glancing at the old bat and rolling his eyes.
"Hhm," Sakura coughed lightly before asking, "Are you the only ninja in this town Tokage-samam?"
"Sama she said," the woman exclaimed with a laugh while nudging her husband's arm, "Oh the manners on this one! Yes, I am the only one with formal training. This town is purely civilian with one sole occupation in life, farming."
"Ah," Sakura commented. It would be rude to ask her next question so she simply took another bite of her food.
"Tokage-sama," Ino began pleasantly, "How is life here for you? Being a feared kunoichi residing in a simple town. Wouldn't your skills be used better in the field?"
"Oh a pun! Eikiechi, Eikiechi! Did you hear that?"
"Yes, Tokage, I did," the man drawled.
Tokage leaned over the table towards Ino, "This is my retirement, see? I have no business doing the Kazekage's paperwork or teaching little cockroaches how to not die. That life wasn't for me. Over-seeing this here little town is much easier."
Eikiechi rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Because it had nothing to do with what our heart wanted."
"What was that!?"
"Shut up and eat hag," Eikiechi replied affectionately.
Sakura smiled at the bickering couple, or rather the woman verbally assaulting her husband and he replying back with sarcasm. It was rather cute and uncommon. Kunoichi rarely married. Shinobi men normally desired a soft civilian woman who wouldn't be in danger. Civilian men were often intimidated by kunoichi. To see the couple, a praised kunoichi leaving shinobi life for love, that was a remarkable feat.
Sakura's heart ached. No longer would she, the Kazekage's wife, be going on missions. Her skills would never be used to their fullest advantage. Never again would she protect her comrades through brute strength, heal them through battles, and fight alongside them. No. Instead, she would be sitting in a foreign house, weakened by stagnation, unable to do a thing.
"I have had much more to do recently besides simple farming organization," Tokage began, concluding her verbal battle with her husband a draw. "Many people have been weary due to recent events."
The three younger shinobi's ears perked as they ate casually. Kakashi dared question, "What has caused their unrest?"
Eikiechi sighed and set his rice bowl down before his wife could contribute to the conversation, "Many of our people are expecting to be attacked. They are helpless again any shinobi skills. If our town were to be attacked, we would be massacred.
"NONSENSE!"
Eikiechi tried to intervene but wasn't allowed.
"I am more than strong enough to take on any intruders!"
"If you were faced against five special jounin, you would not be enough to protect our whole town. You are one woman Tokage!"
A spark of electricity traveled between the individuals.
"One woman with the command of more Eikiechi. We've been over this!"
Eikiechi stood, "You're life is not worth sacrificing if you will lose anyways!"
"Eikiechi!"
The elderly man ignored his wife's call as he left the room. Silence fell over the remaining few. They had all set their utensils down.
Tokage stared off at a random dish on the table.
"He's always been concerned about the safety of our little village. Eikiechi fears we will be attacked not only by opposing forces, but by allies as well. He has never seen me in battle though…"
Sakura couldn't hold herself back, "But why would you be attacked by allies? Konohagakure would never betray our allies." The unsaid statement was felt by everyone.
Tokage's eyes seemed to squint even more as her attention landed on the betrothed.
"Why would Leaf jounin murder Sand chunin."
"We would never do that Tokage! I don't care who you are and what you think! Konoha is loyal to the very end!"
"To a fault," the woman added replied to the blond boy.
Naruto slammed his hands on the table, rattling various servings dishes.
"Naruto, control yourself," Kakashi commanded, laying a hand on the rising blond's shoulder and forcing him to sit once more.
"You are all young," Tokage began, glancing at each shinobi in tern, "You are not aware of what happens behind closed doors. What is said in secret sealed scrolls. What blood is shed with no survivors to tell the truth." She rose from her spot and began to walk out of the room. "Your lodgings are down the road, 4th house on the left."
And she was gone.
-O-O-O-
Sakura turned from side to side, squeezing her pillow over her ears in an attempt to drown Naruto's snoring. The petite cabin was a simple two room and one bathroom, without any amenities. Four sets of bedding had been laid down for them, two in each room, yet the walls could not block his snoring.
Sakura looked over at her friend who was seemingly dead to the world. How could she sleep with that noise? Naruto's snoring went from a light rumble to a herd of growling hogs in the years he'd been traveling with Jiraiya-sama.
Glancing at her friend again and admiring the easy sleep she was getting, Sakura rose from her mat and quietly walked to the door. It gave a slight creak opening to the main room where the boys were sleeping.
"HhhhOOOOorrrRRKKKKKKkhhhhh….. S-Sakura…. Hehehe…."
Sakura rolled her eyes at her friend's dream. She glanced over to Kakashi's bedding. It was neatly laid out, the blankets smoothed to perfection, waiting for him to slip beneath.
Sakura strode through the tiny room, tip-toeing around the blond's bedding, and out the entrance.
The moon shone through the trees brightly, casting deep shadows through the woods. Leaves whispered softly to the wind and an owl replied back. Sakura walked around the small abode and began to saunter through the unused woods.
It was a peaceful night. Everyone resting quietly, regaining energy for the next day. Sakura always loved nights of the full moon. Everything in the forest seemed to breath in the beam and fill with a tranquil energy, only to breathe it into the young woman.
She wouldn't be able to experience nights like these anymore once she reached the desert. Her heart yearned for more.
Sakura rested against the trunk of a large tree, not to far from the temporary residence.
"Can't sleep either?"
"Naruto's snoring."
"Ah."
They gazed at the moon in silence, one sitting high on a branch of the tree while the other leaned against it's base.
"Kakashi-sensei?"
"Yes?"
Sakura was unsure of how to phrase her thoughts. They continued their admiration of the full moon in silence.
"What happened?"
The older man sighed. He knew the question was coming, but hoped it wouldn't.
"I'm not sure Sakura."
She huffed, "You're lying."
Kakashi's head leaned against the upper trunk as he drifted deep into thought.
"I was not confided in of the details. From what I had gathered before departing Konoha, there had been a violent dispute between two teams, one from the leaf and one from the sand. If Tokage was correct in her statements, it appears that some of our shinobi killed Sand shinobi."
"But why would Leaf shinobi do something like that? The sand are our allies!"
The man sighed deeply and closed his lone eye. Memories of a brown haired girl swirled just beneath the lid, haunting his foreign eye.
"Missions are not always black and white Sakura."
-O-O-O-
The group left early that morning, departing just before sunrise. Few people were out, and those that were stared at the shinobi in silence. Unsaid thoughts buzzed between the group. Sakura was sinking deep into her thoughts of the Leaf village, her comrades, secret political affairs, and her mission. Naruto kept his big mouth shut for once. Ino was clearly anxious but presented a determined face. Kakashi couldn't wait to sleep on a mattress again, alone, without someone snoring in his ear.
No one commented as the forest began to thin, trees becoming less and less, forcing them to drop to the ground. The bright green grass turning a dull yellow before fading to dirt. The temperature seemed to increase as more trees disappeared, even though it was a few hours after dinner time, dusk approaching steadily. The group had stopped twice that day, both times to eat and to relieve themselves.
"How far are we from the border," Ino questioned.
"Another half hour. Have you not been to Suna?"
Ino shook her head at the team captain, "No. Shikamaru never has a use for my skills when making diplomatic trips to Suna."
"Ah."
"..."
"You'll like the greenhouse Ino," Naruto began, "There isn't much growth in the desert, so Suna invested in a giant greenhouse. There are all sorts of exotic plants and flowers there."
The light blonde practically squealed at the prospect of new plants.
Sakura refused to look at her friends as she continued jogging. How did he know of Suna's greenhouse? Had Naruto been to Suna while he was training with Jiraiya? Is that why he was so certain about Gaara?
Before she knew it, Sakura couldn't see a tree anywhere. The low sun cast long shadows along the sand from thick hills of the grain. She always hated travelling in desert environments. The way her feet sank in slightly, the air filled with the scratchy specks, and the sun drowning her in it's blaze. Already she missed the fresh air, singing birds, and giant trees of her home.
"Up ahead."
A small tan house almost blended in among the light sand. As the group got closer, Sakura noticed that is was less of a house and more of a looking-tower. The structure was made from large pale stone bricks in a round formation. There were no windows. The top was open with a brick fence, protected by a slanting roof.
Despite her distaste for the mission, Sakura quickened her pace. She wanted to get out of this air.
Unfortunately though, the air inside proved to be just as humid and stale.
-O-O-O-
Hiya everyone! Thank you for staying with me so far! I know this chapter was mostly filler but we need to build up the drama! Just a little note, I don't plan to use honorifics for every name, simply for those who receive titles of -sama.
Hiyokuna means Fertile Land.
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