AN: Okay…we're back to the latest stuff…I haven't done anymore drafting on my Rihanna series or this one…besides what's now…but I have to get through this story to get to the final part 3rd in the trilogy and I really want to write that…but this is just connecting point A to B…all I have is my notebook that literally looks like this except its not neat…cause I write in half script half print:
Itachana Trilogy
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Make It Like It Was scribbled out - You'll Always Have a Spell on Me
These have absolutely nothing to do with the story…but it's what I wrote D
-Hana is 5'7"
-Itachi is 5'9"
We Were…In Love
-Hana Leaves
-Itachi is in Uchi-mo mode and being more secretive
-Gaara's cool which is common knowledge…and I seriously wrote that…
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Told You I'll Be Here Forever /No Air /I Despise How I Adore You /The Way That I Love YouSomething You ForgotWhere Do Broken Hearts Go?Love Will Be Waiting at Home as you can see…I have no idea what title I want…underlined is the most likely, italics is actual song titles, the rest are lyrics…this is like a spoiler within itself
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ANYWAY…on with the story…
Hana's POV
Even though a couple days passed, my mother was still being aloof and distant. I have no idea what this is about…it's like she knows something I don't, and I hate that. Suna or Tsunade, I forget whom, sent for an escort. He's one of the Kazekage's kids. Apparently, he knows my brother. I can't explain exactly how he looks because he is wearing face paint…not to mention he's wearing all black. I thought Suna was the desert…
"ARE YOU SERIOUS!" my annoying brother bellows, something I won't miss. "NOBODY BETTER TRY SOMETHING LIKE THAT ON MY SIS! WHAT DID TEMARI DO?"
The sand ninja said something at normal conversation level, something my dear little Kiba needs to do.
"OH! THAT MUST HAVE PUT HIM IN THE HOSPITAL FOR WEEKS!" Kiba yelled. I can't take much more of this…time to go!
"KIBA! Stop gossiping and say goodbye to your only sister." I said moving away from my mother, Shizune and the Hokage. Even after Itachi left…I still have no girl friends; that's okay though, most of them are nurses at the hospital. Helping patients by schedules and talking about them the rest of the day. What great people. Boys are so much better, but they work too much.
Anyway, I go to hug my second best friend. He annoys the hell out of me, but he's my family and the only people I can really trust.
"I'm gonna miss you little brother," I said while I hugged him. Akamaru barked.
"Don't think I forgot about my favorite puppy, be a good boy Akamaru."
"Don't do anything stupid big sis. You have to see me become ANBU." Kiba said.
"Heh…don't worry. If I wasn't smart I wouldn't be a vet."
"That's not what I meant but I trust you. Don't rush into situations blindly…know what you're doing."
"I thought I was the older child," he's annoying me so much right now…all I wanted was a simple goodbye. Mother got to him. "All you're doing is giving me the same advice I give you."
"What can I say…it's great advice. Well, bye bitch."
"I can't waste energy fighting you, so bye twerp. You better be stronger when I get back." I walked back to the ladies.
Shizune cried on my shoulder. We did become close…sort of. She wasn't someone I grew up with, but in the time we have known each other, we became good friends. When she's not babysitting the Hokage. Tsunade merely hugged me. It was nothing special. My mother's hug lasted long.
"Hana, make sure you think with your head too, not just your heart." She knows me so well.
"I'll make no promises but I'll do my best."
"Make sure this is for you because if it's not…you won't figure out anything. Most likely, you'll be more confused than before." I nodded into her embrace. I am a huge baby. I'll miss my mommy.
By the time we separate, we're both tearing up. Okay, just me; my mother doesn't do that. The painted boy, Kankuro, says it's time to go. I gather my three dogs; they each have a pack on them filled with supplies. It's mostly medical things, only I have clothes and such. Shizune,Tsunade damn sure didn't, arranged for two trunks to be sent ahead to Suna.
I was right…Suna isthe desert. This guy can't have sweat glands if he can wear that with no problem. He reminds me of Kiba, minus Akamaru. We went straight to the Kazekage Mansion; I wanted to clean up a bit before meeting with the most important officials. Kankuro doesn't know much about girls apparently…
"HEY! You're back already?" a blonde girl with a giant fan walked toward us, apparently she's Kankuro's sister. "She's the diplomat…she looks really young; how old are you…16?"
"Eighteen," I'm not the best with girls…Must. Be. Nice. "I'm Hana. Inuzuka Hana"
"Oh, I'm sorry." Ability to apology –first sign of a good person; "I'm Temari, Kankuro's sister."
"Nice to meet you," I say politely. Kunoichi training works outside the ninja world too! "Do you two live here or something?"
"Yeah…the late Kazekage was our father. Now it's just the three of us and some elders that live here." Temari answered. We just might be friends.
"Three? Am I going to meet them?" Another one…
"Actually," Kankuro began. The third must be coming. "He's right behind you."
Oh, crap. How the hell did he do that? I whip myself around and find a smaller red head. He must be the youngest, he's so CUTE!
"Hi! I'm Hana. You're adorable." I didn't mean to say that out loud…
"…" he glares…
"I'm sorry but you have to work on you're glare if you want to intimidate me," I said with my best smile. "I grew up with Itachi Uchiha, so regular death glares won't work."
"…" Oh, crap…
"Um…that one just might," He is still glaring. "I'm sorry?"
"…" Aw…he hates me. "You're an Inuzuka."
"Yeah, do you know my little brother?" I never thought Kiba would save me.
"We've…met."Okay…that was vague.
"Gaara, Hana's gonna stay with us for a while," Temari offered to ease the tension.
"How long exactly," Gaara asks.
"At least six months," I begin. "But after that it's up to Suna and whether or not you guys want me here."
They all stared at me. Kankuro looked hesitant; Temari was analyzing me. Gaara appeared to be gazing, not much seemed to be going on with him. I opened my mouth to speak but decided against it. Luckily, the family observance of me ended with the entrance of another Sand ninja. Half of his face is painted while the other is covered with a cloth.
"You must be the Konoha Diplomat," We exchanged bows. "I'm Baki, their sensei." He motioned toward the siblings.
I introduced myself once again. I'll be glad when this is over. He inquired about my age…seriously, do I look that young. I didn't have to answer though; Temari took it upon herself to do it. He apologized and announced a dinner for my arrival, but first, Temari and Kankuro had to meet with some of the elders. Gaara was assigned to show me around.
Gaara was the best tour guide EVER! He moved nowhere…only announcing the floors:
First: Complaints, Administrative work
Second: Mission Assignments, Work Rooms
Third: Living Quarters
Fourth: Council Meetings (Elders), Kazekage Office
Fifth: Roof
"Um…thanks," I guess I was supposed to say that.
"Hn."
"That's not a word, but I understand grunt-speak; the Uchiha are basically fluent in it."
"Why do you talk about them so much?" Gaara asked annoyed and glaring.
"Well…Itachi was my only friend growing up, if you can even call it that. No girls wanted to be my friend because I graduated early with Itachi and got put on his team."
"You graduated early." It was barely noticeable but the disbelief was evident. I guess he's trying to be nice.
"Yes, I didn't actually pass the exam, but I fought well when cloud ninja attacked Konoha. My mother and I were walking our dogs; she was still pregnant with Kiba and couldn't fight. It took all I had, but I won and was granted a waiver by the Fourth."
"And then you were alienated by your friends," Gaara said it as if the issue was crystal clear.
"They weren't my friends. They gave up on me because of something I had no control over. True friends stay with you even if they don't want to."
"Like my team?"
"Yeah, sort of, a team is honor-bound to take care of you, but friends do it because they can." That's the best thing I think I ever said.
"So you were friends with a mass-murderer."
"…Technically, but that's not the Itachi I knew."
"What do you mean? You said you were friends with Itachi; Itachi is a cold blooded killer; therefore, you were friends with a killer." Can't argue with that logic…
"Well," I began; I have no idea how I'm gonna finish though, "there are many different parts to a person. You, for example, are Suna's Ultimate Weapon, right?"
He nods. He's warming up to me. –Silent cheer-
"You're not just a weapon; you are the late-Kazekage's son, a little brother, Suna Ninja, and most of all: an individual." Go me! I should have been a motivational speaker.
"…You remind of Naruto Uzumaki." Gaara finally said.
"Is that good?" Maybe, just maybe, Gaara and I can be friends.
"It's not bad." And the vague-ness returns.
"Oh, well you remind me of Itachi –Before the massacre." Hopefully I just saved myself. Gaara reminds me of abused animals; He has to learn to trust people before he attempts anything else. Just going by body language, Temari and Kankuro want to be friends with Gaara; they're just terrified of him.
