Akanesuna no Michiko used to be one of the girls who most feared and most made fun of Subaku no Gaara. That was years ago before she found out his own father was trying to kill him. Since then she's trying to redeem herself and if she can, mend the pieces, but it appears that she can't escape that time-it doesn't seem to want to let her go.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of the respective characters –insert sob- , I do however own my dear Michiko and anyone else who doesn't ever appear in Naruto so HAH bitches lol
Walking out of a small apartment was a girl with long grey hair tied in two loose pigtails bouncing against the curve of her back every time her feet made contact with the ground. Hey eyes shone with excitement however seemed to have a tint of fear peaking from the ruby depths.
Just as Michiko was about to execute the dark haired boy sand surrounded her and a deep voice startled her. "You understand that these ninjas are from another land." The Kazekage's sand whirled around them.
Struggling to find her words she was able to finally answer him "Ha-hai…they had ill intentions for me though so I needed to defend myself…" she found herself unable to concentrate on him…the stars were so bright….
"Hai…however instead of beating them within an inch of their lives you could've just knocked them out…they were suppose to leave for Grass but luckily we didn't send the report of them getting here so we can fix this but…" her attention was eventually brought back to him and they stared into each others eyes, blue meeting "there had better not be a next time."
The boy turned on his heal, the air making his trench coat flap in front of her face. His sand picked up the three boys and he began to talk as Michiko soundlessly made her way to her feet.
The memory still fresh in her mind floated into nothing as she continued walking through the doors of a large building. Michiko spotted a brunette sitting at a table messing with her hot pink nails-receptionist. Preparing herself she walked over with a smile and stared at the girl around her age waiting politely to be noticed. After a few minutes she was starting to get ticked off "Hey-" the girl lifted her head and glared mightily with her magenta eyes. She blew a bubble and popped it before snapping snobbily at ruby eyed girl. "Whatcha need huh?!" Michikos eye twitched
'This lil bitch gonna snap at ME?! When I've been waiting kindly for her to fucking loko the fuck up from her stupid ass motha fucking nails?!' she thought as she smiled "I have a meeting with the Kazekage this morning."
Bubblegum girl rolled her eyes then propped up her elbow on the desk so she could lean her chin on her palm. "Pfft. Like that's gonna work with me."
'What.The.FUCK?!' "A-ano could you explain that to me?" examining her she found she was perhaps eighteen and really liked baby blue and hot pink because that was what she was primarily outfitted with
color wise. By the length of her skirt (more than a few inches above the knee) and the lowness and tightness of her shirt she was trying to catch someone's attention… Noting Michikos stare she looked up lazily and began to wave a hand
"Hai, hai I'm sure that you're here for Gaara-kuns attention but he simply cannot see you- you'd be a waste of his time, why would he need you anyways?"
'Waste of his time?' "Excuse me?"
Fluttering her eyelashes and pursing her lips together she continued "Hai. Gaara-kun only cares about ME, and his family…I mean of course he cares about the village but…" she opened her eyes and the two girls stared right at each other "there is simply no room for outsiders who want his attention like you."
"Outsider…"
Positively outraged she could barely keep the snarl off of her face "Are you implying that my reason for seeing KazeKage-sama is invalid when you haven't even heard it?!"
On her nametag her name was surely written however it was too…bright in its neon orange to be read. "Oh darling don't worry. Tons of fans have come to see Gaara-kun. Your reason is shared with hundreds no doubt- but that kind of reason is something inappropriate for a business place like this- this, this setting I happen to work at. You simply have no good reason for seeing Gaara-kun so you might as well leave because he is a very, VERY busy man."
'Son of a-' Setting a hand on the girls shoulder a guy who's face was donned in Kabuki Paint or something smiled. "Tamara-chan who is this girl here?" His voice was deep and smooth to the ear.
'Finally someone who's not an idiot' thought Michiko in expiration as the other girl- Tamaras mouth opened. "I'm Michiko Akanesuna and KazeKage-sama requested me come meet him to talk about my err…mistake yesterday night…" at this she sweat dropped a little.
The guy laughed "Ah! So you're the girl who whopped those grass nins butts. HAhaha. Ahh hilarious, well then Gaara will be seeing you shortly so please sit down, enjoy yourself- Tamara-chan please come here for a second." He pointed a finger to a few chairs against the wall before walking aside with the stuck up receptionist.
A few Minutes Earlier
"Gaara there's some girl talking to Tamara, should I check and see if she's some crazy fan girl?" questioned a boy in a black cat-eared jumpsuit staring at his brother.
"Onegai Kankuro… bring back some coffee for me when you're done- oh and I'm expecting that girl I told you about last night so..." Kankuro smiled before turning to walk out the door. "Roger that." Chuckling he examined the girl talking to the receptionist. She was around his brothers' age with long grey hair in low pigtails down to her mid back. She was wearing a blue top and a pair of either really dark blue sweat
pants or black pants and a white obi sash around her midsection. Her smile was nice enough but something told him that she wasn't all that he had her cracked up to be.
'Ohh…my ninja senses are tingling' he smirked a little before approaching them close enough to hear Tamras annoyingly high pitched voice "no good reason for seeing Gaara-kun so you might as well leave because he is a very, VERY busy man." the girl in front of her seemed about ready to smack a bitch so with a sweat drop and a friendly smile he gently set a hand upon the receptionist shoulder.
"Tamara-chan who is this girl here?" looking down he saw her mouth agape in a mixture of surprise and annoyance and was about to retort something most likely rude 'especially with the attitude this little tart has got…' he thought sourly
"I'm Michiko Akanesuna and KazeKage-sama requested me come meet him to talk about my err…mistake yesterday night…" the girl that had introduced herself-Michiko- sweat dropped and fidgeted her calloused fingers a little bit but whether or not she noticed was beyond him.
Blinking in not even a full second he found himself laughing loudly in the quiet atmosphere. "Ah! So you're the girl who whopped those grass nins butts. HAhaha. Ahh hilarious, well then Gaara will be seeing you shortly so please sit down, enjoy yourself- Tamara-chan please come here for a second." pointing a finger to a few chairs against the wall he walked away with the brunette.
"Tamara you are not to tell people that have business with the Kazekage that they have a no good reason to see him because he is a VERY busy man and Gaara and her have very important business that needs to be dealt with." Each time he said business he made sure to make it sound as if Gaara and Michiko were an item- the annoying woman's obsession with his younger sibling was hell to endure. Her constant yammering about him, bragging about him to her fellow fan girl friends- it pissed the puppeteer off severely. He felt bad knowing that Michiko would have some trouble with the fans if it was spread that her and his bro were 'together' but hell, that gasp of shock from Tamaras mouth was too great to pass up, the way her eyes watered so intensely with tears.
'Payback for calling me a little boy who only screws my dolls BITCH.' He thought with a twisted smirk walking past her to the ruby eyed girl currently examining a sharp knife attached to a chain.
"Ahh Michiko-san please follow me and I'll show you to Gaara." She nodded in affirmation and followed him so silently he had to look back a few times to make sure she was there.
Pushing open the Kazekage's door he met his sibling's bored blue gaze with his own mischievous brown one. "Michiko-san, here's my lil bro and I'll have to say adue'." In something of a mock bow he proceeded to leave the room.
Bored out of her mind but somehow managing to hold her patience by the reins Michiko looked up from her beloved weapon to see the dude from earlier- officially dubbed Kabuki. He asked her to follow so seeing how he was her way to the KazeKage aka the red haired devil spawn, she naturally complied putting away her weapon and following him. It was silent and the stale atmosphere made her want to spill blood all over it- it lacked life, vibrancy, color.
'Oh and here I go thinking of blood again…I've some problems that I do…' she thought quirking an eyebrow to herself as Kabuki turned his head from her and pushed open a door. Since they had been walking he would check up on her for some reason. 'Probably astounded by my hotness' she thought with a chuckled stepping into yet another boring room.
"Michiko-san here's my lil bro and I'll have to say adue'." he bowed for some reason and was on the verge of exciting the room while her eyebrows scrunched up in thought 'Brother…then that means that he is- "Kankuro I thought I said to bring coffee too…" spoke Gaara in a slightly irritated tone
Eyes widening Michiko spun around on her heal and stared at the brunette in wonder "You-you're his brother?!" she gasped pointing accusingly.
Kankuro raised an eyebrow in amusement "Hai…?" his tone was questioning and the two were locked in a gaze of sort before his eyes lingered past her "I'll get some coffee right now, how donuts do it for ya?"
"Just coffee."
"Suit yourself-more for me." With a shrug he turned around and left the room.
Still staring at the spot he was once staring at Michiko felt a blush rise to her face. 'Th-that was..Kankuro-kun?!'
"Michiko…?" twirling around she stared at the redhead opposite her like a deer caught in the headlights. Realizing what was going on she quickly corrected herself and stared at him coolly before wiping some invisible dust or sand or something off of her- actually never mind there was sand on her…why should she be surprised, it was Suna…. after all…
"Hai KazeKage-sama? You wished to speak with me?" Gaara nodded to her and motioned the chair in front of his desk.
'Of course….' Mentally rolling her eyes yet still curious she sat down and stared at his stoic face watching as his eyes hovered over the room before finally resting on her.
The silence was an annoying pest that direly needed to be squashed 'Will it ever end?' the kunoichi thought in expiration.
"Michiko..Yesterday you put three visiting ninja into extensive care and nearly killed them. As much as they probably deserved it- and as much rage you experienced it was neither your place nor duty to punish them. You understand."
His eyes were so…clear…
"Hai KazeKage-sama."
"So as punishment you will have to not only help me with my paperwork BUT you also have to help the three recover."
Jumping up from her seat she slammed her palms to the desk "NANI?!" ruby eyes glared in anger as she inwardly screamed 'WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS BITCH FUCKING TALKING ABOUT?! Oh…I'm some high and mighty f-ing man so I'll just torture others for my sheer enjoyment!'
Calmly- oh so calmly did Gaara raised his steely eyes to meet Michikos own fiery orbs.
"I said-"I heard what you said I mean WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?!" she hissed cutting him off and barely able to restrain herself from grabbing him by the colar and punching out his lights.
"I can handle the paper work but I absolutely REFUSE to watch those motha fuckers heal from damage that was rightfully given!" she snarled before sitting back down.
Shadows covered her eyes "Gomen nasai KazeKage-sama but that choice is…"
"Fine."
Lifting her shocked gaze to meet his own bored gaze she stared in amazement "R-really?!"
Gaara nodded and closed his eyes "But"
'but..?' eyes widening then downcast she swore to herself 'knew there'd be a fucking catch.'
"But that means that I'll be using you as my new secretary and you will be organizing and helping me with many more files, documents and paperwork." He spoke smoothly before the door slammed open however both ignored it.
Happy but a little confused Michiko blinked at him "Na-nani…you have a receptionist secretary person already though…"
"Here's your coffee!" shouted Kankuro setting a foam cup of steaming hot caffeine in front of the blue eyed teen. Grinning he turned to the currently confused female "Want a donut?"
"Sure…" not even a second later a donut hole was an inch away from her mouth "E-Eh?!" "Open your mouth." "O-oh ok…" blushing Michiko opened her eyes, her tongue sending her brain so many signals of pleasure from the sugary delicacy popped into her mouth by her childhood crush.
"Hai… I have a feeling that I'd be less likely to lose random things like pens and pillows with you as my secretary…" Gaara stated somewhat uncomfortably before his older sibling burst out laughing.
"Ah.. well…alright?" still a little confused she stared at the red head
"You will be reporting to the office in the morning and unless you need someone else to take your shift OR I give you permission you will not be leaving. I'll have you serve a good amount of hours as community service since you are so bent on not being with the guys you beat so close to death...I will tell you when the hours are completes, understood?" Staring at me with his eyes
'they are so pretty…'
Gaara nodded "You are dismissed, first day starts tomorrow."
"Hai." Rising then bowing Michiko turned shyly to Kankuro "Arigotou for the donut hole…"
Kankuro smiled "No problem."
Then she turned to Gaara again "Arigotou for giving me something else to do, and I promise that I won't beat anymore dumbasses to near death if I am in that situation again." 'Pfft but that doesn't mean I won't kill the next fucker who messes with me though…' she thought slyly closing the door behind her as she made her way out of the office.
Walking past the receptionist desk she noticed that Tamara was glaring at her especially murderously. The only thing that Michiko could think as while rolling her eyes and walking out of the building was 'What the fucks stuck up this bitches ass.'
Oh well it seems that for some strange reason the main character had has a thing for her love interests…brother? X.x what the fuck? Lol well… lets see how this goes…and besides working at an orphanage...receptionist? What did I smoke today?
If anyone has any questions then please, feel free to ask hope you. Didn't understand something? No problem, just tell me and I'll try to explain. I LIKE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISMS AND THAT STUFF LIKE THAT. APPARENTLY MY WRITING IS GOOD ENOUGH TO SEEM PLAGARAIZED SINCE MY ENGLISH TEACHER THOUGHT I COPIED AND PASTED ON ONE OF MY ESSAYS BUT SERIOUSLY I CAN'T HAVE PERFECT GRAMMER BECAUSE THAT'S JUST NOT ME.
In other words… if there are grammatical problems or you have some beef with me about my story then please tell me cause it'll halp me get better at what I do…in my spare time, but anyways my key was on caps lock….whoops…oh wells please stay tuned and I'll try to get things out faster since spring break means less time to be distracted by school
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