Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or any of the characters that appear in the anime/manga series. I like cake.
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This is it. No turning back. The perfect opportunity present, the perfect target unsuspecting. This feels like the first time I assassinated someone all over again. I could hear my own heart beating, with excitement, at the prospect of completing my mission.
There he is. Standing below me, my victim is completely unawares of the situation he is in. To be caught unawares of the threat Gaara of the Sand poses? Hah, the ignorance of this fool. Then again, I suppose I could always chalk it up to my own incredible shinobi ability. I've done this countless times before, just sneak up, get the job done, and leave. Nobody ever knows what hit them until it's too late.
As I examine closer, a feeling of dread passes over me. A possibility exists of me being discovered. There is an unknown threat within my sights. Another person, communing with my victim. And staring directly at me. Is she friend or foe? This person was not in my mission briefing, the scouts must have missed this one. The signal is so discreet, I almost miss it. The slightest of winks was given to me. So she's a friend then, a distraction while I get my job done. Her sandy hair bounces as she nods, listening to the sheep chatter, completely unaware of it's immediate destruction. Just made this mission easier. I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
I dump the entire bucket of water all over Kankuro and run.