A/N: Woot, here's the new chapter. So sorry it's late!!! I was so busy with work, I haven't even slept in over a day. 9_9 I am literally the walking dead at the moment. Anyways, I really hope you like this chapter.
Disclaimer: The manga series: Naruto; Belongs not to myself but Masashi Kishimoto and his publishers. I claim no rights to the manga.
"How can they yell out an S-class secret, when there are foreigners among us no less?! Those Fools!"
The Kazekage beside him was grinning underneath the cloth covering his face. "Ha-ha! With those fools distracted with their own civilians, I have the opportunity to start the invasion early!" He thought smugly as he signaled his men to begin.
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The crowd sustained their chanting; ignorant to the actual peril they were putting themselves in. Some were getting so upset that they turned red in the face, others were turning white from fear. Children were gawking at the adults wondering why they were screaming, why they looked so angry, so afraid. Their bewilderment, however, didn't last long as feathers began falling from the sky.
—Meanwhile, Down in the arena.—
*Poof* "What the Hell?" Was Kakashi's first thought as he shunshined into the stadium. People were yelling randomly and then falling asleep mid-rant. To him, the chaos looked as if the crowd was insane. Though a glance around and seeing a panicked Naruto and a fallen Neji, with a few "Demon's being yelled out brought him the conclusion that civilians were freaking out about Naruto winning. The feather's in the stands along with the increase of sound ninjas showed him another mess altogether. Invasion.
Sasuke was not stupid, hence the term genius that was so graciously placed upon him by his Chuunin Instructors. It didn't take him but a second to figure out that they were under attack, the thing that did elude him, was why the hell the crowd was calling Naruto a Demon. "Why the Hell?" He wondered. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to think over the reason before the creepy red head, Gaara his memories supplied, went berserk.
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Gaara screamed. There were only a few time times when he became extremely emotional. The only one that Temari could remember was when she was eight years old.
*FLASHBACK*
She was laying down trying to go to sleep, though she was too scared to close her eyes. Her father had told her once again of all of the horrible things that her little brother was capable of, what he had already done.
She shivered violently before stilling completely. A scream lingered in her mind as she listened what was happening. She heard her little brother sob as her uncle, Yashamaru told him that their mothers, his sisters, death was his fault. He told Gaara how he had killed her and that she would never love him. He yelled at Gaara that no one loved him, that even his own father had sent Yashamaru to kill Gaara because Gaara was such a monster. Gaara gave a final wail when uncle Yashamaru told him that not even he loved Gaara and that it was all a lie.
That was all young Temari heard before Yashamaru gave a violent scream and then nothing but an eerie splash against the floor.
*END FLASHBACK*
At this moment, Temari was scared shitless. She shivered before taking off towards Gaara. Gaara's sand was out of control and swirling everywhere. It was hard for her to see through it to find Gaara. When she did though, adrenaline began to pump through her veins at a rate that knocked the air out of her lungs.
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A/N: Again, Another short chapter. And it's mostly a flashback... That ends up turning into a cliff hanger of sorts.
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