Glaciero's POV

I slowly blinked my eyes open to the familiar blindness of the hospital lighting, my headband in my right hand.
"Do you know how stupid you are?" a gruff voice asked from beside me. I turned to see Kiba sitting in a chair at my bedside, face serious. I smirked.
"I've been told numerous times before, but you can update me if you'd like." His eyes narrowed.
"You just got stitched up and you decided to go for a run?" I turned away from him.
"I have my reasons," I said softly.
"What could possibly be more important than your life?!?" I looked back to him.
"Revenge." He stopped, his face going from anger to confusion in a second.
"Against us? Look, I'm sorry we rescued you, but..."
"No," I cut in. "Not you. Someone else that I was tracking till you found me." His face softened.
"Oh, who is that?" I smirked and flexed my hand, feeling the tube that was reinstalled in my wrist.
"Sorry, but nothing's changed. You're still from Konaha and I'm still pissed."
"Why? I saved your life... twice!"
"Yeah, but I wouldn't BE i here if it weren't for you in the first place!" I yelled back sitting up. Pain shot through my side as I winced and held my side, falling back on the bed.
"Don't push it to hard and hurt yourself," he said, concern in his voice.
I looked up to him and was about to say something, but then I saw his face. I laughed as he looked at me confused. "What?" I pointed to his face.
"Your cheeks!" There were thick bandages with tape covering an injury; an injury he didn't have until he fought me. He felt them and blushed. "I actually hurt you?!?"
"Oh, I forgot about that," he murmured. I smiled and giggled.
"You embarrassed?"
"No! I just... well... I didn't know how... You were..." He didn't know what to say.
'How cute. He's speechless.' He needed information or the Hokage wouldn't be pleased. He may even come down and deal with me personally. 'The new hokage must be a tough dude if he replaced the third.' I sighed.
"My name is Glaciero." He sat up, curious.
"Last name?"
"Shouldn't you right this down?" He laughed.
"I won't forget this." I sighed again.
"Nowack, Glaciero Nowack."
"Native village?"
"Village hidden in the Sand," I said holding up my headband.
"Rank?"
"I've been a Genin for 5 years." He looked up curiously.
"F-for 5... that means that became one when you were 8 years old!"
"Oh good; the dog can count! Your point is?"
"Well, why don't you, ya know, go back to your village and become a Chuunin?" I looked down and stared at my headband.
"I-I haven't been to my village in... 3 years." I knew he was looking at me, but I couldn't let him see my weak side.
"Any kekkay-genkai(sp)?" he asked skipping to the next question.
"No, but my family inherits and passes down different attacks that was used by my ancestors when we come of age."
"Was one of them that thing you used on me? I'd never seen something like that before!" I tightly gripped the headband.
"Y-yes." I could still remember that day.

Flashback:

"Alright, you two ready?" a tall, black haired man asked. He was tall and slightly tanned, with black hair and onyx eyes.
"Ready!" an energetic 8 year old girl replied. She had black hair, as well, but with brown eyes.
"Yeah," the brown-eyed boy next to her answered. He was 12 and had brown hair with a dark gray streak running from the front of his bangs to the back of his head. All three of them wore a sand village headband around their foreheads. The two kids each stood in front of a tree in the forest.
"Alright then. One, two, three... go!" The kids both did the same hand signs, dragon-ram-monkey-dragon, and charged at the tree in front of them. Both their hands started to glow blue, but only the boy's transformed into paws with sharp claws jutting out of them. The girl's hands only grew claws, but she kept running anyway. They both slashed into a tree, the boy tearing a small chunk out of his while the girl only left a small dent and cut her knuckles on the bark. She let out a small yelp as they both stepped back and let the tall man examine their work.
"Hehe, nice job Glacier- toad!" the boy said to the girl grinning triumphantly.
"Shut up, Johan! All you did was make a hole!" she yelled back.
"Well at least I can make a hole!"
"All right stop it, both of you!" the man said cutting in and looking back to them. "I just taught it to you yesterday! You shouldn't be able to produce any results!" Both children shot each other glares. "Glaciero, you're not being aggressive enough. You need to focus a little harder." Johan smirked. "And Johan, you, on the hand, are being to aggressive. You need to relax a little more." Glaciero stuck her tongue out at him as the man sighed. "Well, that's enough for the day."
"I'm gonna stay a bit longer," Glaciero said tightening the headband around her forehead.
"Okay, son, let's go start dinner," the man said walking away towards the house i the middle of the forest. Johan looked back at Glaciero once more before following his father.

4 hours

Glaciero lay on her back panting. The tree in front of her was burnt in random areas and had scattered dents in it. She was completely drained of chakra, but she tried desperately to catch her breath so she could try again.
'It's... no good. I'll... never... get this!'
"Tired already?" a voice came from behind her as her eyes widened. She looked up to see Johan standing over her, arms crossed. He was wearing his favorite hat, a black wool one. She sighed.
"What do you want?" she asked sitting up and tucking her knees into her chest.
"Dad wanted me to get you for dinner," he replied sitting down next to her as they both stared at the tree.
"You know, the problem is probably your headband," Johan said pointing to the metal strap on her head. She touched it lightly.
"M-my headband?"
"Yeah, I've seen you. It always comes down on your eyes as you're trying to do the hand signs. I only wear mine on my head when I want to show an opponent I'm facing respect or when I'm training. Why don't you try wearing it somewhere else?" She untied it and thought a moment, then retied it around her neck. He laughed.
"Just because you put it in the same place as your tutor wears hers doesn't mean you'll be as good as her," he said still snickering.
"Hey, I'm not doing it because of Temari! I just like it this way, so deal with it!" she yelled back.
"Okay, but if someone punches you in the throat," he warned making a slashing motion across his own throat, "you're done."
"It's staying there," she said tightening the strap. He closed his eyes and shook his head.
"Man, you graduated the academy before I even did, but are you ever dim!" She smiled smally, then looked down sadly.
"Why are you being so supportive all of a sudden when you always pick on me?" He sighed and looked down.
"I don't know. You graduated the academy yesterday with high honors; I still have a year to go. Dad was proud he taught you a technique almost 7 years early. He probably only included me so I wouldn't get my feelings hurt." He looked up at the tree. "Now this. I-I guess... I was jealous. I thought of this as an excuse to grind you down." He reached over and ruffled Glaciero's hair. "I guess my little sister's growing up to fast for me!" She smiled and shook her head and smoothed her hair back down.
"Ar-are you sure you mean that?" she asked looking up to him. He smiled and took off his hat. He just stared at it, turning it around and studying it.
"Dad gave me this hat for mastering the chidori, remember? He was so happy because all he had done was tell me the hand signs he had seen Kakashi Hatake use on him. It was finally something no one in my age group could do, something not even you can do; I got it in a week." He looked over to her. "But you'll surpass me one day. All I got is because of talent, but you..." He dumped the hat on her head. "You got everything out of hard work. You'll be a great kunoichi one day, Glaciero." She stared wide eyed. That hat meant more than life to him; he never let anyone touch it, let alone wear it! Suddenly, she smiled and her eyes filled up with tears.
"Now I'm only letting you wear it home, so don't get used to it!" he said putting his hands behind his head. Glaciero kept smiling.
"Thank you," she said softly. He smiled.
"Well, I think we've worried dad enough. Let's go," he said getting up and walking towards the middle of the forest. She stood up and walked behind him. Before leaving she looked back to the tree and smiled.
'I'll do it someday. I swear.' She wiped her eyes on her sleeve and followed her brother.

End Flashback:

I wiped the tear out of my eye quickly as I snapped back into reality.
'Hope he didn't see that.'

Kiba's POV

Glaciero was just staring there, zoned out. Who knows what she was remembering.
'What happened to make her like this?' Suddenly, lit up as she realized that I was in the room. She quickly rubbed the tear in her eye and gained her posture.
"Why did you leave?" I asked, unsure of what to do next. She looked up.
"Now that is something I won't tell you. You should be happy that I even gave you my name!"
"How do we know that's your real name?" She smirked.
"I may be a lot of things, but I'm no lier. I wouldn't lie even to protect myself. I'm at Konaha's mercy now. Now why don't you run along and give your little report to the hokage?" she asked pointing to the door.
"Yeah, actually I should," I said walking to the door and turning the handle.
"Hey, wait a sec," she said, my back to her, "what's my condition?" I smiled and picked up the chart that lay on the counter.
"Here, go nuts," I said as it landed softly in her lap.
'She's in for a treat,' I thought shutting the door.