Hey!

Sorry for the long hiatus! it was very much needed cause i had CAPE exams and i really needed to study! last minute cramming really saves ur life _

Anyways to answer a question in the previous chapters Gaara and Haru were 14 years old okies? :D hope that clears up stuffffffff :P

CHAPTER 12

5 YEARS LATER

Haru = 19 … Gaara the same…. (made them a little older)

I wandered through the roaring winds, my clothes flapping wildly around me. I pulled my scarf tighter around my face in a vain attempt to keep the brown granules of sand out of my eyes. The little pieces of my body exposed were raw and bruised from the battering of the wind mixed with the sand. Visibility was poor. I cursed myself for not staying in the safety of the cave and waiting for the sand storm to blow out. It looked like a storm of brown sugar inside a glass dome, too bad it didn't taste that way.

Finally I began to make out the outlines of buildings in the distance, I squinted more to make sure I wasn't imagining things. I inhaled deeply under the scarf, my nose and throat stung painfully. I grumbled in discontent, it would be impossible to run through this storm.

Then as quickly as it came it left, leaving some sand to rain back down to the Earth in a brown shower. The first thing that saluted my eyes was my close proximity to the village gate. I smiled happily and ran towards it.

"Aisukage sama! Aisukage sama!" screamed a female ninja as she burst into the room ", there's an intruder at the gate! Its one person but, we don't know if it's a man or woman, they came through the storm! Right now they're engaged in battle with the guards at the gate!" she gasped deeply before continuing ", we think it's the assassin!"

I nodded and left the room with her.

"Halt!" cried a male ninja from the top of the wall as I made my way towards the main gate.

I stopped in my tracks and squinted towards the top of the wall.

"State your business!" he shouted.

"I'm here to visit someone and if you don't mind I'm kind of in a hurry!" I shouted back.

He then turned towards his comrade and whispered something to him, and then he ran towards the interior of the village.

"Who is it you wish to visit?" the ninja questioned.

I sighed exasperatedly, "you're quite nosey aren't yah? I thought people were allowed to enter without question? I want to see Sakabu no Gaara!"

Suddenly the sand ninja jumped from the wall and blocked my path as I began making my way towards the gate.

"Attack!" he shrieked.

"Wai-"I began before nearly dodging a shuriken and cart wheeling backwards.

I took my stance, I was greatly outnumbered.

"Listen I'm not looking for a fight, I just need to speak to Gaara," I proceeded to explain.

Then they charged, my words falling on deaf ears, their kunai raised and glinting deadly under the desert sun.

Shit…

I dodged the ninja to my right and deflected several other attacks with my wrist guards. Another sliced the air at the side of my head nicking off piece a piece of stray hair; I grabbed her wrist and slammed her into a ninja that was trying to cleave me in two with a sword. A shuriken whizzed pat my face cutting my cheek, suddenly I was clamped from behind.

I arrived on the seen to see the assailant and the guards engaged in a vicious fight, the assailant was greatly outnumbered but firmly held their ground. He or he had to be very skilled.

Instinctively the sand from the ground rose ensnaring the assailant, rendering them defenseless.

"Aisukage sama!" shouted the head guard as he spied me.

In a flash he was by my side, giving me the details of the attack. I nodded my head in acknowledgement and made my way across to the attacker.

Slowly I looked at the fully cloaked person who looked like they'd been through a sandstorm, they were so covered there was no way to tell if they were male or female. Reaching my hand forward I undid the scarf around the attacker's mouth to get a better view of who I was dealing with.

Unexpectedly I was hit in the face, my concentration broke and the sand fell releasing the assailant from their bonds. They backpedalled ever so quickly causing the hood of the jacket to fly off their face.

It was a girl!

Dammit!

I was furious; I had let my guard down. I struggled angrily against the thing that held my arms. The hood of my jacket had come way down over my head blinding me; I swore under my breath and listened with a trained ear to figure out what was happening. Who was the jerk that held me?

With deep breaths I calmed my pounding heart and relaxed my body, knowing that I needed a level head to get out of this situation otherwise I might end up very much dead before I was able to set foot in the village. Whatever was holding me was chakra infused, I could feel it. All I need to do now was strike at the person and break their concentration.

Suddenly I felt something tugging gently at the gritty scarf which covered my mouth. This was my chance! With a swift swing of my leg, I struck as precisely as I could at my captor, I felt my kick connect with the soft flesh of a human and what ever was holding me fall instantly as I deflected their concentration.

Speedily I retreated, the hood of my coat flying off my face in the process.

Again I was rendered unable to move when the sand below me shackled my feet and cemented them in place also. Slowly the sand creeped up my waist and entombed the lower part of my body and arms.

Shit! They really got me this time!

I struggled futilely with my bonds, my brain quickly trying to analyze a way in which to escape.

I looked straight at my captor, somehow he seemed familiar and the techniques reminded me of Gaara. He had the same blood red hair but certain features like the love sign on his forehead and the sea foam green eyes I did not make out.

Slowly he approached me, what I supposed to be his little army of ninjas shadowed his every step poised and ready to attack at any moment.

The wind was picking up again and silently I hoped it was another sand storm. So it would give me some form of cover to release myself from these sandy bonds. Aside from that my hair had come loose from my braid and was whipping my face mercilessly and obscuring my vision.

"Why were you sent to kill me?" he asked.

I flung my head rapidly from side to side in vain to remove the hair from my face ", what do you mean kill you I'm here to visit someone," I flung my head again this time more successfully ", if your little…" I stopped in mid sentence and stared at the boy in front of me.

I gasped quietly as I recognized the person, the short cropped blood red hair, the kanji word love tattooed on his forehead and those eyes – those beautiful lonely sea foam green eyes.

I stared at him in awe ignoring the stinging of my face from my hair ", Gaara is that you?"

He looked at me his eyes cold and unmoving ", yes I am."

The group of ninjas looked at him expectantly, eventually one spoke up ", what should we do with her?"

"Try to get as much information out of her as you possibly can, torture if she refuses to speak," he replied turning away from me.

"Gaara, it's me Haru!" I screamed desperately to his back, a stinging sensation developed in my eyes.

He stopped, slowly turned around and stared at me.

Hope u enjoyed and this was really long over due :/

Next time on Unbiased Eyes : Will Gaara remember Haru or will he let his guards take her into the gallows? hmmmmmmmmm? so tune in next time on Unbiased Eyes!

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