Temari screamed when she saw my hands covered in Hidan's blood.
"It's not hers." Gaara said simply as he took me over to the sink and rinced my hands off.
"It seems her murderous habits are still there after all." Kankuro murmured making me flinch.
"I don't mind it. She does what she was forced into doing. It's hard to stop a habit no matter how cruel." Gaara stated making me stare at him in wonder.
"Thank... you." I muttered making Tema hug me.
"So who'd you kill?" Kankuro asked making everyone but me glare at him.
"Hidan. He drew a knife on me. I was trained since I was eight that whenever someone draws a weapon on me to stop thinking of anything or remembering anything and just kill the guy."
Everyone stared at me shocked.
"Then how did Naruto know you?" Gaara asked quietly. A pain broke out in my chest at his name.
"We... went to the same school. Everyone had made fun of my forehead until the Konoha gang stood up for me. Then they started tearing me down. All except Naruto."
"Harsh..." Temari murmured making me sigh.
"I didn't know I'd one day be famous for killing them." I said blankly.
Instantly Gaara walked up to me and bent down so his lips just brushed against my ear.
"I don't mind you being a killer."
The someone just for me.... doesn't exist... that's what you told me right Sasori? Then why... why am I falling for him?