Past Meets Future
Chapter 3: "Keep Out or Die Screaming (seriously)"
Hey guys! Sorry the story's a bit confusing. I realized as I reread the stuff I wrote for future chapters that a lot of the characters are way out of character. Perhaps a little too much. So I need to change that.
Also just for conversational purposes I had this crazy dream about Naruto last night. Gaara, Naruto, Lee, Neji, and Sasuke get turned into little five year olds and the others have to watch them. Bring on chaos. It was a very funny dream. Kenshinsgurl516 thinks I should write it down into a fan fic. Maybe-maybe. Also my sister is now a member in and she posted her story up the other day. It's a one shot Gaara fic. Very funny. Check it out it's called Shinobi or Babysitters?
1.–mirai: future
2. if a name doesn't have a –mirai on it then they're from the past
3. you know the rest
Gaara-mirai closed his dark rimmed eyes and smiled. "Me too." He replied before disappearing in a whirl of sand.
Dead silence followed. If it was a manga there would be a big "DUH....." over everyone's head. Naruto broke the silence. "What the hell?! Who was that?!"
"Was that Gaara?" Kankurou asked.
"Yep." Temari-mirai answered.
"No way!"
A few eyes landed on past Gaara. He was staring at where his future self had been. He realized now why his gaze had freaked him out. 'He' was looking at him too. His own gourd suddenly felt monstrously heavy.
So that was you? Gaara inwardly jumped at the Shukaku's musing. He wasn't looking at you though.... it was at me. 'Please, shut up,' Gaara pleaded. He head was starting to hurt. Oh? You think you can order me around? He felt the Shukaku grinning. I want to kill him. There can only be one of us. Give him to me. Give me his—
"Gaara, you coming?" Temari asked her brother. Gaara didn't answer her, but turned and walked passed her, following the others.
"Our house is real big, you all can stay there until we figure out how to send you back." Kankurou-mirai was saying.
They went back to what they learned was called the Sand House. Because the house, indeed use to be a large inn, it was the ideal hang out for the young Shinobi that were close to the Sand-nins. When they got there, several of their future selves were there. Shikamaru-mirai was dozing on the back porch's roof; Hinata-mirai was training against a tree in the backyard; Neji-mirai looked like he was meditating, concentrating his chakra into a thin line around him. Sasuke-mirai and Lee-mirai were training together in another part of the yard; and Sakura-mirai and Ino- mirai were sitting on a swing talking and watching them. Though confused at first, they listened to the sand-nins explanation about their past selves and greeted them kindly, though everyone felt a bit awkward.
After the explanation, Sasuke-mirai, Lee-mirai and Neji-mirai stepped up to Kankurou-mirai (these mirai's are really annoying to write).
"Yes, he is." He replied before they said anything.
"Did he find it?" Lee-mirai asked.
"No I didn't. Not a perminate one at least." Gaara-mirai stood on the stone fence with Kiba-mirai and Naruto-mirai.
"Naruto-kun! Gaara! You're both back!" Lee-mirai and several others cried happily.
"Did you finish 'that one thing'?" Temari-mirai asked. "Or did these two drag you here first?"
"The one thing became two," Gaara-mirai replied.
"We brought dinner for everyone!" Naruto-mirai burst out with a big grin. The three of them jumped down and went inside, saying they'd get dinner ready.
"Where were they keeping it?" Sakura asked suddenly.
"What?"
"Dinner," she replied. "Their hands were empty except for Kiba's but he had ice cream."
Everyone thought about this with a frown, then Neji-mirai stood up. "Gaara had them in his cape." Several people looked at him in disbelief. He tapped near his white eyes. "I saw them."
They followed him and Sasuke-mirai into the house where Naruto-mirai and Gaara-mirai were setting at least twenty bags of Take-out on the counters, arguing about something or other. Sakura-mirai muttered to the past nins that Naruto and Gaara had become good friends since the Chûnin exam. Louder then he intended, Naruto asked why? Since Gaara was weird and creepy. That caught Naruto-mirai and Gaara-mirai's attention and they stopped arguing. "You're just and weird as I am." Gaara-mirai stated.
"I am not!" both Naruto's yelled. That started a whole new argument between the two. The future-nins sighed and went around them to help set up for dinner.
Since there wasn't enough table space for everyone, they all just found somewhere to sit in the large living room. Naruto-mirai, Neji-mirai, Lee- mirai, Sasuke-mirai and Gaara-mirai were eating at the kitchen's counter/table that was connected to the living room, talking together. Well, Lee-mirai and Naruto-mirai talked, the other three listened, adding occasional words here and there. Sakura sat by the window balcony with Hinata, Ten Ten, Ino, and Temari and their future selves. They became quick friends with themselves, while the boys found it slightly unnerving to have younger/older version of themselves eating in the same room.
Everything was going fine and everyone was having fun when both Ten Ten's and several other girls let out a screech. The three-tailed creature Gaara had noticed had been on his future self's shoulder earlier had just jumped through the window. None of them knew what it was, only that it had white fluffy fur, silvery scales on it's face and paws and enormous green eyes...and of course three tails. It ran past the scared girls, pausing at Temari who knew what it was and scratched its head, to the boys at the counter. Lee-mirai lifted it up and handed it to Gaara-mirai's outstretched arms.
"What is that?!"
"Nekobi." Naruto-mirai said. "It's Gaara's."
"What is it?" Ino asked.
"It's a cat." Gaara-mirai said, then glared at Kankurou-mirai expectantly. His brother looked like he was trying desperately not to say anything. He didn't and dinner resumed. After only five minutes of peace, Lee-mirai and Naruto-mirai said loudly, "You brought presents?"
Everyone looked over at them. Gaara-mirai tried to bang his head on the table in annoyance, but the sand stopped him. He brushed it away and glared at them. "Really, Gaara?" Temari-mirai asked from the window. Gaara-mirai blatantly tried to ignore her and continued to eat. "Can we have them now?"
"What if I said no?"
"What if I string that freaky rat of yours up?"
"It's a cat."
"Please?"
Gaara picked his plate of food up and began disappearing in a whirl of sand. "No." he said before he was gone. Taking his food and Nekobi with him.
Temari-mirai gave a humph and looked disappointed. The younger version of her brother sat alone in a corner watching. His future self seemed strange to him, so different from how he was now. He wasn't sure how he liked that. Gaara sensed his own energy up stairs and decided to go to it. He also disappeared in a whirl of sand and reappeared at the top of the stairs. He walked down the hallway, stopping at a door with two signs on it. One read: 'Keep out, or die screaming (I mean it)' the other said, 'Open the door and I'll squish you'. Ignoring the signs he opened the door and walked in.
Looking around he concluded that this was definitely his room. There was sand everywhere. On the floor, on the desk. He also recognized the cape thing his future self had been wearing draped on a chair. Several scrolls were lying on the desk. He picked one up and opened it. It looked like a journal.
"...." Why would he keep a journal? He read the first few lines. The handwriting was sloppy. Definitely his own.
'Uzumaki Naruto. I have never met someone who was so like myself, yet unlike myself. After the Chûnin exam I returned to Suna. But I could find no rest. A message came from Konoha asking for help. I was sent with Temari and Kankurou. Kazekage has not given us a returning time so we're staying in Konoha. Hokage has allowed us to stay as long as we want...."
Gaara opened the scroll more and skipped ahead, skimming over some small quick sketches of maps and little paragraphs written off to the side. He opened it further and something fell out. He picked it up. It was a photo of him with his siblings.
Before he could get a better look at it or go anything else someone grabbed him and dragged him out. Turning around he saw his older self, who was now holding him against the wall. He understood now why everyone broke into a cold sweat whenever he glared at them.
"What are you doing?!" Gaara-mirai demanded in a deadly tone.
Gaara concealed his fear instantly and smirked. "It's not like it isn't mine."
"It isn't. Yet." Gaara-mirai replied. Gaara smirked at his older self. Gaara-mirai pulled back slightly, observing. "You aren't afraid."
It wasn't a question. "You said yourself. We can't harm each other." The younger Gaara said.
Gaara-mirai gave him a sly grin and gave his hand a flick. Gaara felt a stinging feeling on his cheek. He touched his cheek and saw blood on his hand. Gaara-mirai leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "I never said I couldn't hurt you," Gaara trembled fully expecting his future self to try to kill him.
"Gaara."
Both Gaara's turned and looked at the stairs. Sasuke-mirai and Naruto-mirai were standing at the top.
"Kiba and Hinata brought ice cream and we're going to eat it now. You want some?" Naruto-mirai asked. He gave Gaara-mirai a steady look and the sand- nin let his younger self go.
"Sure," he said and followed Sasuke-mirai down the stairs.
Naruto-mirai smiled after them then turned and gave Gaara a serious look. "Don't go in there. That's why he has the signs." Gaara glare at him as if it was all his fault this happened. "I haven't even been in there."
"What's in there?"
"Ask him."
"He doesn't like me."
"Yes, he does." Gaara gave him a skeptical look. "You startled him."
"I startled him?!"
"He's you. What would you have done?" Gaara didn't answer. "Come and eat. Before they eat it all." Naruto-mirai went downstairs and was soon followed by Gaara. Gaara touched his cheek where his future self cut him.
ACK!!! Sorry guys. That took a lot longer then I intended. I went to Mexico for a while so I couldn't post anything.
Next Chapter: Gaara-mirai's mission. Shukaku Sealed?!
