Disclaimer: Naruto not mine. Naruto Kishimoto Masahi's.

A/N: Long time no update... very sorry! And also sorry to Sakura fans, for spelling her last name wrong. Haruno, not Harouno. xD Now I know.

Chapter 2 ft. Sand trio

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"Sensei..." whispered a child in the musty smelling darkness. She was tired of crouching down in the damp, low-ceiling cellar with the rest of her class. And though they did not speak aloud, she was sure that her classmates agreed. They had been hiding for a long time. Sounds of explosive tags going off boomed loudly outside. The children murmured in panic, sounding like a hive of angry bees.

The teacher put her finger to her lips to as a signal for the young genins to quite down. They obediantly silenced and waited for her to give them instructions. The jounin sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, which was dusted with grains of sand.

They have been in the cellar for the whole afternoon, ever since the attack warnings had rung. She didn't have to be outside to know that Sound ninjas were swarming into her beautiful village, killing anyone not wise enough to go into hiding. Blood will have stained the streets and walls when they return back to the surface. She had taken her class of students down into the school cellar the moment she had realized that the village was being attacked. As much as she wanted to, she didn't have enough time to get two other important people she wished she had gotten.

'Where are they now? Please be sensible for once...'

The sensei shifted her weight onto her other foot. Suddenly, the occupants of the cellar heard voices on the floor above. The children held their breathes and found the hands of friends. A harsh conversation was carried out upstairs by two men.

"This is the academy for sure."

"No children."

"They couldn't have gone far."

A slight pause, followed by footsteps.

"What is this? A trap door..."

With an evil chuckle, talkers threw open the doorway to the children's refuge.

"Look at this... the next generation of Sand nins."

The kids screamed and pressed themselves as far as they could away from the cellar's entrance as their teacher pushed herself in front of them. She stood between the Sound ninjas and her students, legs apart and cocky smile pasted onto her face. Her sandy blonde hair was put up in the same hairstyle as it was since it was when she was little; four tufts. She wore a leather tunic over an ankle-length purple kimono; a larger, longer, more mature version of the outfit she wore ten years ago. Her eyes were arrogant, yet dangerous, as if saying "I can beat you easily, so you better not come closer." And her trusty weapon was still tied behind her back, ready to assist her in battle.

The to-be-genins squished even closer together against the far wall of the cellar, knowing that their sensei would need room, being familiar with her fighting styles. The intruders also took a step back, even though they were not sure who this woman was. She had an air of pride and authority; most of the people they had met were scared and cowardly.

"Who are you?" demanded a Sound nin.

Her eyes flashed angrily.

The second ninja acted on impulse and reached for a kunai.

"What, are you deaf, woman?! Get out of the way!" he sneered. "You probably can't even fight. What use is it that you stand in front of the children? You can't defend them!"

She rested a hand on the top of the weapon that was strapped onto her back, just waiting for the right moment.

With the blink of an eye, a kunai came flying at the class... it would indiscriminately hit one of the children.

Pling

The projectile was deflected.

The lady held a gigantic white fan with three purple dots with two hands in front of her. Her eyebrows knitted together with anger, and her mouth was twisted in disgust. Battle stance.

'A...fan?' thought the first ninja.

She smirked as she saw the look of confusion on the jounin's faces. Had they expected her to be completely defenseless?

"I am Temari-"

Two new male voices at the top of the stairs interrupted her.

"Sister of Kankuro and-"

"Gaara of the Sand."

The students realized they were saved, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Temari laughed sadistically as she brought her fan up. Kankuro chuckled madly as he took Karasu off his shoulder. And Gaara smiled ever so slightly as he felt the Shukaku stir inside of him.

The Sound nins paled.

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"We are the Sand Sibs, PH33R U5!!11!1!" xDD