A/N: Thank you so much Terra Goddess for reminding me that people may actually like this fic….got me to thinking that leaving a story incomplete is…well, awful. Let the characters have their closure! lol

Also, I wish that MetalSkies could have given me an example of how to make Sada not so cliché! I mean, don't get me wrong, damsels in distress annoy me too…but they can't be too macho…or that's just as cliché….it has to be just right!

Anywho, this is my attempt at reviving this fic…I mean, I have the ending worked out…just the middle junk (which makes that story) is kinda hard to cook up. But I pondered this long….and I think I'm about ready…so hear goes.

Disclaimer: nope…I do not own Naruto

"Huyen? Where are we going?" Sada inquired gently, as they moved along.

"Back home," was his simple reply.

Sada shook her head slowly, knowing all too well that their 'home' was in another direction. It seemed as though more than an hour had past since they left the place where he had found her. She hesitated a moment before continuing.

"But…Huyen, home is back in that direction, and why are we in such a hurry. Shouldn't we wait for Gaara?" she stated, while pointing just south west of them. "Surely, no shortcut leading this way will take us back quicker."

She heard his steps cease, and as if following cue, she stopped as well, not sure if she had angered him or not. "Questions…Questions….and questions…" he began to say, not bothering to keep the annoyance out of his tone. "You know…you should have just gone along with it. That way I could have at least assured your safety…for a while, at least."

Sada was confused, and frightened. Why is he acting like this, she wondered to herself. She clutched her walking staff in her hand firmly. He was just like Huyen not that long ago…why the sudden change? She felt her heart quicken in her chest. Swallowing hard, she took a step back.

"What you didn't think we would find out?" he seemed to be demanding from her. His tone mocking, "All we had to do was single you guys out...upon investigation it was discovered the other two did not have it. The only logical thing to think of was that you had it. Those eyes…" He began to step towards Sada. Slowly reaching for her, "You have some talent there…and you will serve us."

Feeling him closing the distance between them she quickly brought her walking staff up in a sweeping motion, in an attempt to ward him off. She ran backwards for a few steps before stabilizing her stance.

"Keep your distance," she warned him. It felt as though something were caught in her throat, and as hard as she swallowed it would not go away. She felt as though she could cry, yet at the same time, she was brimming with anger. It only made sense that he was the cause of her friend's deaths. Not only that, but she couldn't help but feel guilty as well.

"There is nothing keeping me from getting to you. Not that stick of yours, not your friends, and definitely not that sand-nin."

She felt as though she could hyper-ventilate. There was too much to contain…but she had to focus on the now. She needed to keep herself safe. Realizing that Gaara had not shown up led her to reach her own conclusions. The worst-case scenario was that he was dead, killed by Huyen's companions, no doubt. In any case, she could not wait for somebody to rush to her rescue; she needed to get out there and fast. Still, in the back of her mind, she knew that no matter how fast she ran, he would still catch her.

Deciding it better to take her chance than to do nothing at all, she darted to her left, running for her dear life. She could hear him as he came up beside her. Quickly, she swung her staff out at him. It did not connect, she could feel it.

However, just as quickly as she had swung, she felt a blow dealt to her back. Arching from the pain, another blow came to the back of her knees. Using her hand to brace herself, she fell to the ground, her staff already torn away from her grip. Digging her fingernails into the ground, she forced herself to at least get up.

Feeling his warm breath down her neck, she knew Huyen was right behind her, as she rose herself to her knees. Feeling the cold steel of the kunai pressed against her neck also made her more frightened. Her chest hurt, and her throat felt tight.

"Did you honestly think you could escape?" Huyen sneered. "Three years, and finally we found you. You should have stayed home, forgot about becoming a shinobi, then at least that way, you could have spared your friend's lives. But no, I bet you thought that it would have been fun. That's probably what you thought, as you and that crew of toddlers set out. It was obvious you guys were just newly graduated shinobis. Why even think that you could fare well in another country?"

She could not hold her pain in for much longer, and hearing him say those words unleashed all her sorrow. Tears flowed out of her eyes, as she cried.

"It wasn't supposed to turn out like this," she admitted through sobs. "We didn't think anything would happen…"

"Everybody is naïve at one point or another," he began to say. "Enough of that. Now let's see these eyes of yours."

As if giving in to defeat, she opened her eyes, sniffling as she did so, in an attempt to calm herself. Huyen smiled in anticipation, and leaned forward to see her face more clearly. A look of anger and frustration dawned upon his face, as he looked upon her eyes. Rather than seeing the lilac irises he had expected to see, her saw her eyes, pure jet black. Everything covered in what was no doubt a seal.

"Who did this?" he demanded of her, as he took a handful of hair into his hand. He pulled her head back slightly, so as to see her eyes more clearly. "What happened?"

"No body from my village sealed this," she blurted, her hands shaking slightly. "I can't remember what happened. If there was a way to undo it, I would have done it long ago."

Examining her eyes more closely, he came to a conclusion. "There is a way. We just need someone has knowledge of seals," he told her. "So, you weren't lying, you really do see darkness…you really are blind. Well, then, let's hurray. The sooner we get this seal off the sooner we can use your skill."

Gaara stood up after examining the small camp site. The stones and wood from the fire were already cold. He knew that they had already left a while ago. They left in a hurry, Gaara concluded, seeing as the corpse wasn't even disposed of. Looking over to the dead body, he realized that his was the grass-nin he had fought just earlier. The only thing he couldn't figure out was who would have killed him and why, unless somebody else was trying to accomplish the same goal as him.

"My friend…Maliko, she was a shinobi once...and that's how she died," Sada confided in him. "Her sister blames me, because Maliko died trying to protect Kohana and I. Don't you get scared that you'll never see your siblings or any of your friends again?"

Her words and voice repeated themselves in his head. His brother and sister serve the Sand, he knew it would be in their duty serving and protecting the village that they would die, and that was to be expected. It was true he would feel saddened, but what more can one expect in combat. As for Sada, he did not know what he would do.

Quickly, he hurried after them, knowing that he wasted too much time already.

A/N: yayness….another chapter…I'm guessing there will only be few more chapters…cuz I wanted this too be a short fic…

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