'thinking'
Flash back or dream
"Talking"
Demon or inner
He was bored. Very bored. Bored enough to kill someone. Yeah, he was that bored. But he wouldn't kill someone. You know why? Because if he killed someone now…he wouldn't get to kill all the others later. Basically it was a marshmallow test. If he saved the one he wanted to kill, today, he could have a hundred more tomorrow. It makes sense, right? Yeah, so he would wait, but he was still bored. He could hear Shukaku tapping his claws impatiently in his mental prison. He too was blood starved. His sand hadn't been coated in blood for, what, two whole days? He let out a low sigh that no one could hear. It was downright annoying, walking through this lush, lively forest. Seeing all these, healthy, happy people…and not being able to kill any one of them. Meanwhile, Kankuro was getting more and more annoying by the millisecond, chatting with a Konoha girl he had met. She was with a Jonin, Kakashi Hatake was his name. Her name was Kiniko Hatake. He assumed they were related. Same white hair, same black eyes, probably siblings.
The Konoha genin, had whispered to the Jonin, something about some bird brained birds, or something like that, and his brother jumped to the possibility of conversation. So they talked, and talked…and talked. 'Jeez, won't he stop talking before I rip his tongue out?' Gaara thought to himself, as he watched an attempted flirt from Kankuro ,which the Hatake girl, seemed to have not comprehended. So annoying. 'When this village gets slaughtered , she'll be first on my list. If I can't kill Kankuro, then I'll at least kill the one who started him talking…'.
He continued Konoha, and went over the mission about siding with another village, village of sound, and overthrowing Konoha. They'd participate in some test, they'd wait for a signal in the third test, and, oh, his favorite part, then they'd destroy the whole village. Mission complete. Go home. Maybe slaughter another village on their way back. He could live with it. Temari cast him another glance. Obviously, she was checking to see if he would crack any time soon. He hated the color of her eyes. Wait, let's rephrase that. He hated her. He hated everything about her. Her sandy hair. Her pale complexion. Her smile .Her turquoise eyes, she looked like his mother, and he hated it. Never mind, he hated everything.
He noticed Baki staring at him from behind, he could feel his sensei's one visible eye drilling in to the back of his head. He was obviously waiting for any sign of violence within Gaara's features. Figures, why else would he watch his red headed pupil?
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"This is your stop" her brother , Kakashi said good naturedly, gesturing to the Hokage's building. "You can fill in the rest of your participation papers for the chunin exams, inside". The Suna genin, nodded, their sensei muttered a quick thanks, and Kankuro reluctantly, drifted away from her and after his siblings. Kiniko crossed her arms and watched them leave. "Kiniko", her brothers voice, made her turn. "It's good to have friends in ally villages, but it's better not to get to attached to them" he said, popping up his book of Ichi Ichi Paradise. She nodded slowly, her hand reaching in her pocket for one of her newly acquired Rubix cubes, "I know…they might turn on you". Kakashi ruffled her hair fondly, his eyes smiling, "just so you know, squirt".
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Baki had told them to explore the village. To pick up information, here or there that might prove useful to them. And so they did. In the process, however, they ran into a very annoying team of genin. "Hold on! I need you to show some identification" a pink haired kunoichi with emerald eyes, stated. Temari sighed and withdrew an ID, from her pocket. "Here's an ID. We're here for the chunin exams". "Chunin exams?" the blonde mumbled. For the first time, Gaara paid some attention to him. There was something about him that seemed familiar. Blonde with blue eyes, like a description from a dream… "…there's a kid back at home, who get's treated the same as me, but he's blonde with blue eyes". Someone had once mentioned a boy that matched this description, but who? Come to think of it, that person was somehow connected to Konoha, but he just couldn't remember how.
A crease appeared between Gaara's eyes as he struggled to bring an old memory to the surface. Just who had said this to him before…?. Suddenly, a ring of fire surrounded Temari Kankuro and himself. They leapt back, getting closer together. "What are you doing , Naruto?" a voice asked , he turned to the direction of the voice and saw…red.
A pair of blood red eyes peered at him with curiosity, brimming it. The intruder stepped closer to the one called Naruto. The Uchiha jumped out of the tree to meet her, and the pinkette said to her, "it's fine, they're allowed here". The fire died down, disappearing in the air.
The voice, that voice he knew so well, but…who's voice was it? It triggered something, dragging an old dream to the front of his mind. The image of a flame, a rusted swing, a ball… Gaara clenched his fist, grinding his teeth together. He knew this voice. He knew the sound. But he couldn't remember. Why couldn't he remember?! 'Why, why, why?!' Gaara screamed to himself . It hurt, not being able to remember. 'This voice…how…could I forget?'.It had belonged to a person, from his past, who he was close to. BUT WHO?!
He couldn't see the owner of the voice. The Pinkette was blocking his view. He was desperate. Desperate to retrieve that memory which had been drowned by the years. Shukaku had hidden it, locked it away in the vaults of Gaara's mind, and he wasn't giving it up to him. 'I just need to see her face…'. He was close to swiping her away just so he could get a better look. Thank fully she stepped out of the way, and instead walked over to the Uchiha. Now he looked at the mysterious figure, and saw, there it was again! Red! Not just any red. Bright blood red, his favorite kind of red. The blood red eyes, rested on a pale, delicate face, framed with midnight black, locks of ebony. She stared at him, emotionlessly, She turned slowly to the pinkette. Her delicate lips moved, and he heard her clear, mesmerizing voice again…but, the words… "Who are these?" she asked.
Dum dum dum….end of first chapter. As you may have noticed, there was a time skip. Since Gaara, and Naomi were 6 in the prologue (man that was a long prologue) and they are both thirteen now, that was a skip of 7 years and (gasp!) Naomi doesn't seem to remember him at all!!! Reviews are most welcome, and the more reviews , the faster the next chapter comes!
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