Disclamer: Dont own Naruto
Ch 2 Reality
As the morning was rising over the bloody and batered Village hidden in the sand. Young Sasori had no idea of what was in store for him that sad day when his grandmother Chiyo told the five year old his parents were dead. The five year old Sasori was still asleep in his room not knowing what had happened the night before. Sasori was a very quiet and somber child he was quiet and smart boy. Young sasori was taught by his grand mother the way of the Suna shinobi to be calm and collective and show no emotion what so ever.
Sasoris Mother and Father were of the Jounin class and for there were busy with missions for the Kazekage to be carried out in the name of Suna and the wind country. The Village Hidden in the Sand was not extremelly large compared to other villages. But there shinobi were of the highset caliber and feared by all that opposed them. Suna had a shortage of skilled Jounin and Chunin in general. That meant that the higher class shinobi were always busy with assigments to complete and there for had no time for there families.
To Sasori his parents were mear strangers they were never really around him that much growing up. But Sasoris parents loved him and he knew it. Sasori was for the most part raised by his grandmother Chiyo one of the greatest shinobi in Suna. Chiyo was a specialist shinobi, she especialized in Puppetry. She was the greatest master of puppets in Suna at the time and she taught little Sasori every thing she knew to her grandson. To Sasori puppetry was a game he didn' t know that he was being trained to be a shinobi. Sasori was skilled in the art of puppetry for some one his age, the puppets were Sasoris only friends there were no children his age around him. There were very few children in Suna most of them belonged to shinobi parents and spent most of there lives either in training or study. The children of Suna never truly had a childhood like others elsewhere. The children were taugth that feelings and emotions got in the way of the most important thing to serve the village.
The children of Suna were only taugth this one rule strength equals power and weakness equals defeat and should be punished. The reason the children in Suna were so harsly trained from such a young age was to make the village stronger by having the strongest and thoughest shinobi. By lacking any kind of emotion or feeling of pain or fear the future shinobi of Suna would bring great victories to Suna in the future no matter what the cost.
As dawn broke over the steaming hot desert dunes, the gory mess after the battle was evident over the streets of Suna. There layed many dead shinobi from Iwa, Mizu and Suna. The dead bodies of civilians men, woman and children layed dead in the streets of Suna. As Chiyo made her way to the home of her now orphaned grandson she could only think one thing. "This is the future that will befall my only grandchild that is the future of Suna, if things don't change for the better."
That was true for Suna had been at war with many hidden villages over the past five years. Suna had managed to repel invasions from Iwa, Mizu, Ami and Rai. But at a terrible price Suna was losing the war of attrition to the other hidden villages. Suna shinobi ranks had been decimated over the years thats is why extreme measures were being taken in order for Suna to survive.
Chiyo was instructed by the Third Kazekage to seal the Shibi no Shikaku to be sealed into a child to harness the power of the sand demon for the benefit of Suna. But for the past five years no children had been born in Suna for the sealing to take place. There were only 25 children in Suna at the time and non of them were new borns. The children were in the ages of five to ten years old. This angered the Kazekage much and knew Suna would not survive another attack without being destroyed.
Chiyo came to the door of her dead son's house in order to tell the young Sasori what had befallen his parents that very morning. As Chiyo entered the house she could only imagine what the reaction of the five year old would be. The old woman entered the boys room and noticed him waking up to the rays of the rising sun over his face. "Grandma hello good morning" is all Sasori said to the old shinobi in front of him. The words the young boy faced the old battle hardened shinobi she could not bare to tell her young grandson his parents were no longer of this world any more.
As Sasori rose from his bed to hug his grandmother, Chiyo just grabbed Sasori by the shoulders and told him." Sasori yours parents are dead, they died defending you and the village from our enemies." The five year old could not understand what he had just been told of the death of his parents. "What do you mean grandma." said sasori with an emotion less expression on his face. "Your mother and father Hiro and Kina are dead they were killed this morning"
said Chiyo with a cold expression without any feeling. "Then were are they coming back to me grandma?", "There never coming back to you my boy, its only you and me now" said Chiyo with a bit of pain in her hearth. "I understand" was all Sasori as her went to make his bed.
Sasori looked like he had taken the news very well for a child. But on the inside Sasori was crying out for his mommy and daddy to come back to him. But he had to be strong he was Sasori no Sano a future Suna shinobi, there was no room for feelings in him any more he had to grow up.
Authors note: Sorry for not up dateing the story so soon. But here is the chapter as promised there will be another one in a few days or weeks so dont despare. The next one will be a time skip to move the story along. Read and Review the story tell me what you think all reviews are welcomed and encouraged.