Suggested song to the scene: Kuroshitsuji OST - Coffing man [ now I really need to watch this anime] [link: watch?v=q9YGsNZDycA ]
Gaara was examining the temple. It was a short, small, but massive building, which was help up by four pillars from the four directions: North East, West and South.
All the temple was so ancient, the signs drawn and imprints were worn off. A small stratum of sand covered the whole building, perhaps when the sand dunes were moving , the wind blew the sand whirlwind through the temple, so many times, some of the sand remained on the building. It seemed like a very old, dusty object , which was never moved from its place on the shelf. Gaara looked at the sun, placing his hand over his eyes, counted approximately what the time is in that moment. It was about noon. The sun was shining so brightly, it was barely tolerable. Gaara sighed, sat down , leaned his back at the temple's pillar. "I hope they'll hurry…" he thought. The sunshine was too strong, so he lifted a small sand shield over him, blocking the sun. He sighed again in relief.
Temari and Kankuro walked silently in the temple. Unlike outside, inside was dominating a very cold temperature. At some places, the sand infiltrated inside between the bricks.
"I can't see a damn thing.." Kankuro grumbled, forcing his eyes to actually see something in the dark.
" Me neither…" Temari gave in. She stopped walking. "We have to find a light resource…"
"Ok, very cool, and HOW, when we can't see a DAMN thing?!"
" Kankuro, calm down! " she hissed, then she reached her hands in front of her and started walking slowly, until something hit her palms. It was the wall. She grinned. "Kankuro…follow my voice, reach out your hands, and find the wall" she explained silently. They spoke silently, they had the strange feeling they must, or a single loud word, and the temple will collapse.
Kankuro nodded, then did what Temari told him to do. He reached the wall.
"Yes, I did it." He whispered excitedly.
"Okay, we'll go next to the wall until…" she hit her head into something. " Ow!"
"What?!" Kankuro asked thrilled, widening his eyes.
" I hit my forehead into something…." Temari answered, reached her hand at the object. " It's an…iron plate?"
"Iron plate? It has to have a candle in it, then!"
" Ok…I'll try to take it off…"
"Temari, no! We can't even light that damn candel!"
" We can try it with chakra.'
But their discussion was interrupted. A humming noise was heard in front of them, then a big knock on the ground, which echoed through the whole temple. Temari and Kankuro froze. In a glance, all the candles in the temple were flaming. Temari and Kankuro stared at the small figure in front of them with shock. It was a short little very old man. He was so old, his dried, wrinkly skin barely hid his skull, he couldn't even open his eyes. His head was bald, his back was crooked. He had a long, shabby shamanic toga, and a long staff, as old as he was. He seemed to be smiling, although it could barely be told precisely because of his vigorous wrinkles.
"Greetings, by passers!" he started with a shaky, oldie tone. " I am the guardian of the Holy Longleft Sand Temple. What brings your way here?"
At first, Temari and Kankuro didn't know what to say. They were holding the wall, as if that would be their savior. Temari reacted first. She turned at the old man and bowed.
Suggested song to the scene: Naruto OST - The Nine Tail Demon Fox [link: watch?v=SneJOp9yzjI ]
Gaara started to get impatient. Temari and Kankuro stood way too much inside, it was almost turning afternoon, and he even realized, they didn't bring their headsets. What a dumb move. They couldn't even keep in touch. He had two thoughts in mind: or fuck it, and leave everything and everyone there, and mind his own business, or go inside. It would be way easier for him to do so, at least he would know what's going on. He tried to distract himself with his thoughts, when suddenly he felt the sand is slowly moving under him. He jumped up, and examined the sand. It wasn't visible with bare eyes. He slowly crouched, and sank his hand in the sand. He frowned. Something was wrong. He stood like that, and slowly started to wave the sand. It listened to his order, but he caught now: somebody is also moving the sand. Not the sand….but…. He couldn't think further, because with one blow, the sand raised and started to cover Gaara with incredible speed.
[no music needed furthermore]
Temari and Kankuro , after reading the scroll for the guardian, they were told to follow the old man.
"This temple is here since a long time, and I am it's guardian already for 102 years. It is one of the first five temples Sunagakure had." the old man explained, as he toddled at the center of the temple. " It is one of the most ancient temples Sunagakure had. Here we have a library and an a nursery too. Of course they're all empty places now. " he stopped for a moment, probably to rest a little bit, walking might be hard for him, considering his age.
Kankuro and Temari were shocked, when they found out how old the guardian is, and how old the temple can be.
"How and why is this temple still…erm, standing?" Kankuro asked uncertainly.
"The temple is an ancient sacred place. It had the role to protect the Northern side of Sunagakure. They also said, not only from the enemy, but also from the Bad. Whomever crossed the border, and passed next to the Longleft Temple, their soul was cleaned and filled with harmony." He turned a bit at Kankuro. " And my life energy is keeping the temple up. " he smiled, as he perceived the shocked expressions. " Only the cleared soul, and the clean heart of a human can bear with such energy. Meditation is vital, and filled with harmony is the life's source. " he knocked the ground with his staff again. The wall in front of him started to tremble and open. Temari and Kankuro could barely follow the actions, all that was happening around them.
" The Moonwind…" the old man continued, after the door was open. " … is the book about secret spiritual techniques, which were given as a gift for the Sand village ninjas. Whoever read the book, it was told, that they gained incredible power, inexhaustible chakra, and both power of wind and magnet. Adapting all these lead sand villagers to ultimate power, but only a few of them could learn such techniques. " He took a little break, and his wrinkles formed a serious expression. "A lot of them tried in vain and died, being suffocated by their own power and engulfed by their own chakra."
Temari and Kankuro followed the old man silently, listening to what he was saying. They couldn't decide whether they're shocked or excited about all what was happening. They found out a secret about their own environment, their own past, which was buried in a sand, in a simple little ancient temple for who knows how many ages.