Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters you recognize from Naruto P Only the Original Characters, the OC's
Red eyes shinned in the darkness with determination "Do any of you know if there's an attendance list?" her voice, though belonging to a mere teen was deffinetely a determined one. Not much different of a leaders.
Another young voice spoke "Hai. It should be in the office cabinet or something."
The voice belonged to a girl with short cut indigo hair to her chin (think of Ankos hair) with bright forest green eyes. She was wearing a tattered brown shirt and a pair of black sweat pants rolled up to her mid shins. On her wrist was a black wristwatch and hanging from her neck was an expensive looking stone carved bird with jewels for eyes. It was hanging from a thin silver chain.
"Alright I'll be back" With that the red eyed girl whom could be identified as the one Michiko sped into a messy office with papers all around "Attendance…attendance…" she repeated letting her hands wander everywhere when something caught her eye
"Dear Yukitaka-san,"
"Hm...I shouldn't be reading thi-" her mouth clamped shut as she saw her name "Nani?"
"Michiko will be spending extra hours at the orphanage and when not she will be my personal assistant so if for any reason she is not at the orphanage than she is most likely with me. If she is slacking off with her duties than immediately tell me and I shall fix the problem."
Signed by no other than the Kage himself... "Why that little.." grumbling at the little note Michiko tripped over some boxes "Son of a-ooh. Alrighty then", completely forgetting what was happening only moments before she shuffled out of the room and to the large room that just barely fit all the kids and staff of the orphanage.
"Hanashi... Hanashi?" "Here." "Ichigo?" "Here." "Sandaimtsu?" "Here" pausing for a breather Michiko smiled. So far all of the kids were safely inside
"Alright…Takara?" "Here." A little girl with a silver bun and curly side burns piped softly "Tsumi." There was silence in the room for a few secdons before Michiko repeated herself a few times. The room became filled with buzzing.
"Oh no she's outside still!" the same girl from before, the one with short purple hair cried leaping up from her laid back against the wall position. Tripping over her feet she made a run for the door but was stopped.
"Hey it's dangerous out there." Swinging her body around she found herself staring up at the self appointed caretaker of the orphanage. She girl glared "Oh bite me." red eyes blinked
"You think your soooooooo great, huh?!" Grey bangs covered the sand ninjas eyes as the girl continued her rant "Maybe that's cause you actually got a home. Well you know what…?" Michiko was silently waiting for her answer. "She's the only family I got so I'm going to get out there and I'm going to save her!" she struggled angrily, arms flailing and body thrashing.
CHH!
The girl stopped her ranting and her and everybody else in the room froze "Look." Spat Michiko, cold eyes burning with passion "You think you got it hard?!" nobody uttered a word and the emerald eyed girl just kept staring at the floor "Well I didn't even have a sister and my parents were killed so how do you think that went for me huh?!" forest green eyes flashed up and widened as the younger girls fell open "To top that off I didn't get adopted for a life time!" "I-i-I" she stuttered and Michiko began to mock her "Oh yeh your right I have it soooooooo bad" she started sarcastically "Tell me your name." she ordered sternly. The girl looked up in shame
"Dashi."
"Alright Dashi…now tell me what your sister looks like so that I can find her." Red eyes softened as Dashi wrapped her arms around her shoulders and explained shakily how her younger sibling looked.
Sand whipped against the Sand villages Kazekage as he searched for anybody with enough misfortune to get stuck without shelter in the horrible storm going on. So far he'd helped a middle age man who was trying to get all of his blown glass ware to safety. In the end Gaara couldn't save the guy unless he saved the glass stuff so that took a bit of time. 'stupid…' Now Gaara was planning on doing a few more sweeps of his city, not to return back to homeuntil the storm died down. There was no way he'd leave anyone behind.
'Tiny grains certainly packin a punch in this stupid sand fucking storm…'"FUCK!" immediately pulling the cloth over her nose and mouth our favorite grey haired girl shoved the trashcan that had somehow hit her from behind away in frustration. "Stupid fucking…." Searching with teary eyes she ran through the streets. Jumping the roof tops was her preferred kind of travel through the village, faster and more fun but in a storm like this… "TsuMIIIIIII!" her voice barely even could be heard 'Damn it this is not going to fucking work…if only I had that creepy eye thing bloodline from Konohagakure that lets you see through things…' Groaning again as she searched around some more she had a thought that made her stop in her tracks 'What if she's dead…'
Gaaras senses tingled as the smell of fresh blood was brought on the wind. His inner demon screamed and roared at him in excitement and anger and the sea foam eyes had a certain darkness cast over them as Gaara tried to ignore the calls…those sweet pleas for bloodshed…for death.. 'They will all betray you in the end! You only have yourself!' Shukaku bellowed.
The sand that flow around the Kazekage was disrupted for a few seconds as Gaara slowly was able to steady himself 'I won't give in…not now…' 'But no one will know you did anything…' the raccoon demon was suddenly cooing. Purring almost, softly. Tentatively almost…and for a minute Gaara almost found himself giving into it however his ears picked up just the barest sound of…of…her…some girl…no…THAT girl. Her swears against the wind were sharp, so sharp that if not for his upbringing he would have had bleeding ears from the coarse language….
But Gaara had heard most of the words she said, and the worst things he'd heard were always induced by him…inflicted by him onto the poor soul with enough misfortune to cross him when he was nothing more than Shukakus pawn.
Sand was everywhere. It was up her nose, in her mouth. It was in her clothes, her hair, coaxing tears out of her eyes-it was EVERYWHERE. "Stupid fucking sand and fucking sandstorm…Kami damn it all…"
She froze. "I think that..." her eyes snapped to the side and widened drastically at the sight of a trashcan flying right at her, finally carying out its plan for revenge "SHIT!!" Then everything went black and the sand was no longer a bother.
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uhm so yeh I hope tis twas enjoyable uhm...review? Constructive critisism is helpful cause I know that this compared to my other stories is the runt and uhm its harder to write since its an original character and all. I hope she's not a Mary Sue and if anyone thinks she is then please tell me what you think makes her a MarySue and I'll try and fix it aslond as it doesn't completely change the story in the progress.
-ElishiaNoBaka