3 Weeks Later

Sacora collapsed on the sandy ground of Suna's training grounds. Anare and her have been at it for at least eight hours. Her chalkra was dangerously low. She's been training like this for about three weeks now, she was starting to wonder how she was generating enough chalkra over night so fast. It was almost inhumane.

Sacora stole a glance at the blonde, she looked exactly the same as she did when they started. While she was basically a pile of sweat, and sand.

Sasori looked over at her, he was standing on a platform above the two, watching their progress. It seemed that the pinkette picked things up pretty quickly. The girl was starting to catch up to most of the other puppeteer's in the brigade, and they've trained for years, while Sacora, only three weeks. The progress was exponential. She was a prodigy. That was for sure.

Sasori then spoke in a solid tone, "Your done for today."

Anare then skipped up to the exhausted pinkette, sealing her puppets back up, Anare's calm features turned back to their normal happy-go-lucky way. They girl basically had a split personality when she was on the battlefield.

"Sa-cor-a- Chan!" Anare sang, as she skipped up to her friend.

Sacora was on her back looking at the sky. It was one of those rarities. It was cloudy, and she loved it, especially on days like today. It made training so much easier, and all the more fun.

"Anare," Sacora mumbled in response, barely giving her any notice.

"Sasori-Danna told me earlier that your allowed to come over for dinner," Anare said happily.

Ok, now that woke her up, and she looked at Anare like she was insane. Sasori never, ever even let her into his office unless he called her in! Let alone to his, and Anare's house!

In actuality when she found out that the two lived together she was shocked. They were that close? Were in like a secret relationship or something? But she soon found that to not be true, for they were too much like brother and sister.

"Your joking," Sacora stated seriously, yet surprised.

The blonde shook her head from side to side, still smiling like a little toddler that got a cookie. "Nope! During our lunch break earlier, he told me that you can come over! I've been begging him to have you over, for like, ever!"

Sacora closed her eyes, and smiled, breathing out, before looking back to the clouds. This was going to be either a great day or a terrible one, that was for sure. It was hard to tell, since Sasori could either be himself and be a jerk, or Anare would do all the talking. Either one she as use to, so it wouldn't be too bad right? Hopefully.

"Well," Sacora started, getting up from her spot on the sand, "I'm going to get rolling. What time do you want me there?"

Anare's eyes widened, and she scratched the back of her head, "Umm,"

She frowned, before Anare ran off, "Just get there when you can!"

Sacora chuckled at her friends forgetfulness before transporting herself to her house with a smile on her face.

"I remember that day!" Anare said happily, pointing to the changing scenes.

Deidara rolled his eyes, before turning back to the scene.

Sakura, and Sasori were behind them standing up, looking not nearly as happy as the blonde. Then Sakura then decided to speak up, "Sasori, I need to tell you something about my family,"

Sasori turned to the pinkette beside him. He could see the sadness, and pleading in her eyes. He understood why she was pleading about her family matters, but what of the sadness? He didn't quite understand it.

"I'm waiting," Sasori stated blandly.

Sakura turned her eyes away before speaking, "My parents never told me of the fortune telling. Never. But, I want to learn."

Sasori frowned,"I can't teach you something like that. Only the Haruno clan can teach its own, they were considered very secretive in the past."

Sakura looked devastated by the news that Sasori couldn't do anything to help her learn her own clans past teachings, however she understood. She only wanted a little info that might help her in the future.

"Oh," Was all that she said in reply.

Sacora knocked on the door, with a soft smile on her face. She was truly happy for this, she never ever expected anything like this. Sure she may be best friends with Anare, but still, she lived with Sasori, who hated unneeded company.

A red head came to the door, looking as bored as ever. Sacora snickered before speaking, "Do your expressions ever change?"

Sasori narrowed his eyes at the smiley girl, "Perhaps."

Sacora laughed at that, "Well, am I allowed in?"

"Indeed," With that, Sasori opened the door, and closed it for her.

"Such a gentlemen." The leaf ninja said, teasingly.

Sasori smirked, "Perhaps."

Anare then walked down the staircase that lie a few feet in front of them. When she looked up, her face brightened, "Good your here! Dinner's ready!"

With that they sat, ate, and conversed on random topics. It was mostly Anare with the talking, while Sasori would sometimes put in extra details on things. It was actually a very good dinner, compared to what she had thought it would be.

When it was all over Anare got up from her chair grinning from ear to ear, "Well, since Sasori didn't do anything to help me make anything, he gets to do all the dishes."

"You realize that doing that is a lot less aggravating then you may think it

is" Sasori countered in a bored tone.

"What if you didn't have any chalkra?" Anare countered back.

"And why exactly would I not have chalkra?"

"Because I put something in your food. It wears off after a few hours." Anare said mischievously.

Sasori narrowed his eyes at her before trying to lift his plate with chalkra strings, but to no avail he had none. The blonde was getting more and more deceiving each day. She was like a peppier version of himself these days. He sighed, and got up grabbing his plate.

Sacora stared at the two in shock. Wasn't Sasori going to kill her for something like this? He would if it was her who did this. The two were so much brother and sister it was unbelievable.

Anare then waved goodbye to Sacora before skipping up the steps to her room. She chuckled before getting up to help and use her chalkra strings. Sasori then looked at her and smirked.

"Anare wasn't planning for this," He said with a smirk playing on his lips.

"Nope!"

With that they cleaned the dishes, talking randomly on training and other things.

One Week Later

Sacora's breaths were heavy and uneven. She was on a mission, and it

was not going well. She was about two hours away from Suna, and she was about two minutes from going into unconsciousness. She had actually succeeded in doing the mission, the problem was that the head of the evil company that she was sent to destroy was following her. She also had another problem too, she was injected with a certain type of poison during her stay, and her medical abilities couldn't extract it. She was in deep trouble.

Sasori, before she had left had told her that he wanted her back from this mission without a scratch. You could say that he actually cared for her wellbeing, but she didn't believe something like that. He just wasn't one to hold feelings like that, at least thats what she hoped.

What was she to do now that she had no backup, and no medical help?Live through it all, and go against the odds. That's just what she did. Thats what amazed people about her.

She clutched her appendix, it was starting to become unusable, and she was going to die, if the problem didn't get fixed. She knew that the poison would not only destroy her appendix, but all of her organs.

She was also low on chalkra, but she had one final jutsu that could either end her, or save her.

Her eyes were covered by her long pink strands, but her eyes were not only filled with determination, but the will to survive. She would live from this. She may not be able to see her own future, but all Haruno's know when they are to die, and until then they had so much fire to live.

She smiled, performing hand signs before the man that had been following her stopped a few feet from a branch. He was from Iwa. His hair that of a yellow-blonde, and long, halfway in a ponytail. From his file it was said that his wife was to have a son in a few months. Perhaps the child would be better than that of the father. Perhaps.

"Th-thats my father..." Deidara mumbled to himself, shocked.

Anare didn't looked at him, but a sad expression shown, and she twiddled with her thumbs.

"I never knew that my father was killed by a person from the leaf, let alone one of Sakura's relatives."

Sasori's eyes stayed their usual calm, while the girl beside him, was just as pity filled as Anare.

Sasori then whispered to Sakura in a warning tone, "Don't pity him Sakura. He hates that more than the Uchiha clan, and you don't go there."

The pinkette's eyes widened before they calmed, and she nodded solemnly, "I understand."

She had completed the hand-seals with perfect accuracy. Never missing, or stopping once, despite never using the jutsu. Her back was turned from the blonde haired man, and her eyes changed from their glowing green, to a scene like that of the sky. This was the jutsu that her family used in only times of need. This counted as one.

She could only hope that Sasori was in a place that he could fight without warning. Well, hope wasn't exact as the word that described what she felt. She needed him to fight while her body collapsed.

The man the tried to strike her with a katana, and Sacora simply moved away before they were transported to wherever Sasori was.

Sasori worked on his newest creations in his secret workshop. He was nearly complete with this one. It was one of his human puppets.

Sasori then stopped abruptly when he noticed a distinct chalkra signature starting to become more and more noticeable. He then ran pulled a book from the wall closest to him, and the wall moved to his usual office. A light was starting to form a few feet in front of him. Instincts intact he could already feel his chalkra forming strings.

Within nanoseconds, Sacora appeared a few inches from him, her eyes looking like a sky, while her body was covered in scrapes, and bloodstains. Her eyes were pleading, and her body collapsed toward him. She was falling, towards him, her eyes closing. She was going into unconsciousness.

"Sasori," Was all that escaped her lips.

He caught her falling form. He held onto her tightly. He could see a blonde haired man in front of him, also starting to form, and knew that this was the man that did this to her. His eyes flared, and with one hand he made a random puppet spring to life, knives at the ready.

When the man was completely formed, he looked very frazzled, "Wha-?"

He never finished that sentence. The knives that the puppet had were fast, and at the ready, for they had pierced his heart within seconds. The puppet then released him, and left his torn form their, he would clean this up later. Right now he need to get her treatment, fast!

With that he teleported off.

"Sasori-danna," Deidara stated horsely.

Sasori's eyes softened for a moment, before they turned back to their normally calm gaze. "Deidara."

"Good job, yeah," Deidara stated looking at the red head with sorrow.

Anare and Sakura looked at him in shock, while Sasori glared at him hatefully. Sasori then walked up to him, his eyed deadly, like that of a lion who got his prey taken. He growled at the sorrowful blonde, gabbing his cloak so that he could get his attention.

"Sasori!" Anare yelled at him.

"He needs to hear what I have to say!" Sasori retorted back angrily.

He then turned his gaze back to Deidara, who was looking away.

"Deidara. Look at me." Sasori stated, in a deathly calm tone. The blonde then turned his sights to the angry puppeteer. "Don't ever tell me good job to me for something like that. You know what happened to me in my past Deidara."

"I said good job because the one you loved was in trouble, un. You didn't know any differently, un." Deidara mumbled just enough for him to hear.

Sasori then released the blonde, scoffing, before walking back up to a depressed looking Sakura, while Anare and Deidara mumbled about things. Sakura's cold glare then formed, her voice being filled with authority, "That was more than what you should've done."

Sasori then simply gave her a once over before grinning, covering his eyes with his hands, and chuckling. Sakura was completely confused now. Why the hell was he laughing?

"What the hell are you laughing for?" Sakura demanded.

Sasori then removed his hand from his face. A smile shown, that completely threw Sakura off. A true smile from Sasori of the Redsand. Ok, yeah the world was officially ending. Now her face was starting to warm up. She had never actually noticed how handsome the puppeteer was. Sure he was hot, but that was different from handsome.

"Your just like her you know," Sasori stated, his expression showing a bit of amusement. He then sat himself down. Sakura then sat down next to him, her face a little flushed. "But," Sasori said calmly, not looking at Sakura, "Your much stronger."

Sakura's eyes widened, at that. A compliment! She wasn't expecting that. Sure the guy has given her compliments before, but those were during a death match, this was a little different.

Sakura didn't know what to say, but she glanced at Sasori and noticed that his attention was turned to the past memories. She then followed his example.

Kazekage Tower

A Few Hours Later

Sasori was furious. No, that didn't explain it well enough, there was no word to explain what he was feeling.

He was storming his way up to the Kazekage's office, knocking out anyone who dared interrupt him in his rampage. He was going to give that Kazekage what he deserved. Though he didn't want to kill him. He would only do that if he had to. His secretary had tried to stop him, but he was not going to stop. He didn't care if he was in a meeting, he was not going to wait, which he hated anyway.

He then slammed the meeting rooms doors open, surprising a few elders, while the Kazekage just glanced. He knew Sasori well enough to know that he wouldn't wait for anyone, and by the way he looked, he was filled with rage. The bluenette then told the elders that the meeting was postponed until a later date in the near future. The elders were angry, but they would be looking it over in time, he had much more power than them anyway.

The bluenette could see that the red head was trying to wait, but he was failing miserably. His facial expressions, and body language showed it all, something that he was normally very good at hiding. This was important.

With that they walked to his office, and before anything started he closed the door, and put a seal over the walls so that no one could hear.

"Kazekage." Sasori seethed, clenching his fists so hard that they bled.

"Akasuna no Sasori," The bluenette said conversationally, while he sat himself down in his desk.

"How dare you send her on that mission! She is no where near the ability level to fight him, let alone destroy his organization!" Sasori yelled, eyes filled with pure rage.

The Kazekage gave Sasori a once over before closing his eyes, and sighing. When he opened them he spoke, "She is very capable, maybe not with puppetry as of yet, but with her normal techniques yes, she is very capable."

"You sent her on the mission to kill the Tsuchikage!" Sasori countered angrily, "And she didn't even know it!"

He smirked a his words, "That is the exact reason why I didn't tell her."

Sasori was completely enraged, he could already feel that his chalkra was forming in his fingertips. He then scoffed, before thinking to himself, "This guy is not nearly as good of a person as people claim him to be."

"I assume that she's well at the moment." The bluenette stated solidly.

Sasori then scoffed, before speaking in a cold tone, "I can only hope, although I don't believe in such a thing."

That sparked his attention, "What has happened? Now that I think about it, why is it that your the one thats reporting to me, instead of Sacora?"

This guy was an idiot sometimes, despite his past accomplishments. He was considered a highly intelligent person in not only the shinobi world, but in the world of science.

"Baka." Sasori scoffed under his breath, he then spoke in a cold tone, "Sacora, wasn't the one that killed him, it was me, and, also the reason she's not here is because, one, she was poisoned, two, she had a dangerously low amount of chalkra, and three, she is now in the hospital for those two reasons."

The Kazekage was shocked, but he still had questions, "How was it that you were the one that killed him, Sasori?"

Sasori smirked darkly, before his face turned cold, "The Haruno clan has an extremely high amount of forbidden jutsu's, the one that I saw was one that seemed to transfer a person, along with anyone around that said person, from place to place, depending on who you think of. This jutsu also changes the eye color from the normal, to that of a scene from the sky."

The Kazekage was in shock, "Then why are you here Sasori? Just to report?"

Sasori's face turned back to its normal calm facade, "Indeed," His expression then turned back to rage, and slammed his hands on the man's desk before snapping his words to him, "But I would also like you to actually tell your shinobi what they are actually doing!"

The bluenette was taken back a little by those words. He had known that when he has sent her on this mission that it could end out badly, but he risked it anyway. Sasori, despite his terrible attitude had always known better than himself, but this decision at least turned into a successful one. Even so, he had needed this conversation, he would now trust all of his shinobi.

"I appreciate your words Sasori, this has truly opened my eyes. I know now that I should always trust my shinobi."

Sasori smirked, he was a fountain of wisdom sometimes, despite his age and murderous ways.

3 Months Later

Sasori was not going easy on her anymore. No not anymore. The girl was surpassing Anare, and she was the second best in the brigade, to him. Sacora had actually surpassed his grandmother a few weeks ago in a spar. He was a good teacher, that was for sure. He had taught her nearly all he knows, along with Anare's teachings, other than human puppetry. The girl was most definitely a prodigy, and this was just puppetry, she could perhaps beat him now when it came to other things. Although he would never actually admit it unless she was going to kill him.

The girl had made honestly, in words, a miraculous recovery. It took her less than three days to get back into training. He was surprised to say the least when she came up to him in his office, and said that she has fully recovered and was ready to train. At first Sasori didn't believe her, and thought that during a session with Anare that the girl would be beaten easier than usual, but instead it was the opposite affect, she had never done better. He figured that motivation had driven her during the spar with Anare, since she hadn't exactly completed her mission.

Smirking Sasori resealed his puppet, and did a stopping gesture. She looked a little confused as to why they had stopped, but she reluctantly sealed her puppet, before jogging up to him, meeting up halfway on the sandy training field.

"Yes?" Sacora asked, with a quirk in her brow.

Sasori crossed his arms, and smirked at the girl, "Your progression, is quite extraordinary."

Her eyes widened in shock, and she smiled as if she just became Hokage. He knew now that she probably wouldn't stop smiling the rest of the day now.

"Thank you master Sasori!" Sacora yelled in happiness.

His smirk dissolved into a frown, before answering, "Don't call me that."

She laughed, before telling him that she was to meet up with Anare. He watched her leave, his flaming red hair slowly moving with the breeze. He could feel little specs of sand meet his face, and he scowled. He hated the climate in his village, another reason he was going to leave, but no instead he entrusted his abilities to a pink haired girl. He then thought of getting a scarf for himself, but waved it off quickly, before returning to his office in the puppet brigade.

"You seriously think I'm stronger compared to Sacora?" Sakura asked in shock, he eyes looking at Sasori like his was a madman-which he is, of course, but still-.

His gaze met her's before narrowing his eyes, "Yes."

"Really? I mean she can do so much more though." Sakura countered.

He then looked at the changing scene, much to Sakura's displeasure. Was he really not going to answer?

"Stronger," Sasori breathed in almost a whisper, "Stronger can come in many ways, whether it be mental, emotional, or physical. You have much more drive to survive then she ever did, despite how she may look. That's why she died at the Kazekage's hand so easily."

"But-" Sakura started before Sasori interjected annoyedly, looking at her, "I don't like to repeat myself, woman."

Sakura rolled her eyes, and scoffed before turning back to the scene.

The Kazekage was in deep thought on the issue of Konoha, and Suna. The two were once again at each other's throats, and he started to wonder whether or not the pinkette was actually here on other terms. It would definitely make sense, not only that, lately there has been attacks on the village late at night, but not by the citizens of his village. It just had to be the girl. She was the only Konoha ninja known to be in his village at the moment, and no other village was known to attack them.

Sasori had said before that she was merely his student, and nothing more. He obviously suspects something doesn't he? Apparently not though. He had even said that whenever she was not with him, she was with Anare. However all the suspicions were on the girl.

Even though was Sasori had made him realize that trusting your shinobi was a needed thing, the only suspect was the leaf kunoichi.

He would have to rid of her, himself if he ever wanted to get out of this nightmare. He didn't want to kill a girl that had no evidence on her, but she was the only Konoha ninja, in the village! Even the most of the council agreed. However this could also cause controversy between the two villages.

He would have to make it look like it happened on her way back from his village to hers. Sabotage was the only method. Yes, the day that she leaves he would have to do this. Yes, he was doing this to protect his village. Whether this causes war or not, was not a concern at the moment.

1 Month Later

Sacora stood at the edge of the training ground, staring at it longingly, while the wind and sand played with her long hair making it sway slowly back and forth. Today was the day she left Suna, and head back to Konoha. She had finished her training with Sasori to the point where she was at the same level as him, which shocked him to some extent, but he stated that he was not to teach her anymore, for she was already at his level, and that he didn't want her to exceed him, making she laugh at that. However she knew that Sasori had at least a decent time training her to some extent.

The pinkette smiled sadly, turning around to only meet with Sasori, whom she was not expecting. He was standing a few paces in front of her, looking as stoic as ever. She would miss that distant, look in his eyes. Her eyes widen for a moment before her bangs shadow them. She looked to the ground, feeling as if this was the end, especially since Konoha and Suna were on bad terms recently. How the Kazekage had even let her stay after the recent events, she was most grateful. However all good things come to an end, something that she knew Sasori hated more than anything.

She let him come closer, but she didn't look at him. She couldn't, not now. She had said goodbye to Anare a few minutes ago, and there were tears in

Anare's eyes as the two hugged, but the blonde was strong. She didn't expect Sasori to really say goodbye to her considering his personality, and reputation. That being said, the red head was completely unpredictable.

"Sacora," Sasori stated blandly, yet softly.

Tears threatened to escape, but she couldn't let them fall. At least not in front of him. She tried to speak loudly enough so that he could heat her clearly, but all that came out was a whisper, "Akasuna no Sasori."

Sasori frowned at the pinkette. He came to simply say goodbye, at least of good terms, but that was obviously not going to happen. He knew that she would miss this place, and maybe even himself, however this was the life of a shinobi. People come and leave, that's one of the many things that happen in this life, no matter how much people try to stop it. Eternal was the only beauty. The things that last are the most beautiful.

She seemed to be reading his mind, but what she said shocked him, "Life is a lonely road, coming and going is terrible. However things that last are always the most welcoming. You know Sasori, a friendship can last forever. I hope that you can think of me as that."

She had said these words while looking at him in the eyes with complete determination. However the words that she spoke were rather confusing, almost in a riddle, but she knew that the puppet master would know exactly what she's talking about.

His eyes widened before he closed them, while his lips forming into a smirk. The girl knew of his tastes that was for sure, she had not only said forever, but she had said that, things that last are welcoming. A friendship with the girl was already there. The months that she's been here have been a great experience for not only for himself and Anare, but the entire Puppet Brigade. They held her as a very powerful kunoichi, and loved her immensely. No one challenged her after the first few days, since she swept the floor with them, and soon after, people started to like her more and more. As well as Anare and himself.

"You are quite something miss Haruno," He decided to say returning to his normal composure.

She looked at him strangely before smiling at him, and almost laughing, "I'm hoping thats a compliment."

He nodded, forcing a smirk back, "And yes, I do consider you a friend Sacora."

Her smile got bigger, before she embraced him in a quick but breath taking hug, taking him a few inches into the air. Breath takings as in nearly suffocating the man.

He scowled at the near death experience, before crudely remarking to the overly happy kunoichi, "Do not do that ever again."

She snickered before starting to walk to the border with Sasori at her side.

The two walked in silence, their presence making a few villagers stare at them. Sasori looked as bored as ever, and was dressed in his normal shinobi outfit, only this time wearing the scarf that Sacora had given him awhile back. It was red with a small scorpion on it. Sacora on the other had had her long hair swaying back and forth on her back, while smiling, she was wearing her normal clothes, that she got during her time in Suna. Red tunic with the haruno crest on the back, but the tunic was cut at her belly button. while her pants consisted of a small beige skirt, with brown leggings, and dark brown boots. She was also wearing a scarf, but it was light pink instead of red.

The two together made themselves stick out, but not only because of their looks and personality, but because of the fact they were the two of the strongest shinobi in the village at that time.

Despite most people though, Sasori hated unwanted attention. He scowled at the villagers who dare look upon him. He wished that Sacora and himself had a more discrete method of getting out of the village, but no. Sacora, out of the corner of her eyes, could see that Sasori was scowling, and she grinned, she had always found it funny that Sasori hated the attention that most desired.

Now at the edge of the village Sacora turned to Sasori and gave him a sad smile, before once more giving him a suffocating hug, making him glare at her. She simply smiled before laughing starting to feel the burn of tears again. He scowled for a minute before deciding not to waste his breath at having to repeat himself.

"I guess this is goodbye." Sacora said with a sad smile.

Sasori frowned at her attitude, "This will not be the end Sacora."

Her eyes widened at little bit at his blunt statement, before smiling once again, "Thank you again Sasori, for everything."

He nodded, before gesturing for her to go, only for her to frown and pout, which widened his eyes for a moment, before only frowning once again at her actions.

"Sacora you need-" Sasori started before Sacora kissed him on the cheek, and grinning madly before running off.

She ran for a few seconds before looking behind her shoulder and yelling in a jolly tone, "Sasori! Because of that you'll always know!"

Sasori's eyes widen in shock at the gesture, feeling where it had been. Actually he barely even noticed that she had spoke, and before he regained that memory she was far out of sight. He sighed, what the heck did she mean by what she had said? Rolling his eyes he turned back to the village, the color of pink slowly forming in his mind.

"Aww Sasori! You never told me this!" Anare squealed from her spot next to Deidara, looking at the two.

Sasori narrowed his eyes at the blonde girl. He didn't tell her this, for this exact reason. She would freak out and ask tons of questions on it, and then after all the questioning and interrogation he would get a lecture on what he should've done afterward. He personally didn't care for those aspects one bit.

"Your personality is reason enough," Sasori stated blandly, looking at her with lazy brown eyes.

She frowned at pouted before turning back to the changing scene, and with a distinct, "Hmph!" The conversation was over with.

Sakura sat there next to Sasori feeling extremely awkward, and embarrassed after what she saw. She decided that not looking at him would be the best course of action than anything else. Feeling red in the face at the hint of jealousy that she held for Sacora, Sakura turned to the changing scene not pushing the topic any further in her mind then need be.

The kazekage stood on a tree in wait. It's been about a few hours after the girl had left Suna. He had been extracting minerals from the ground to form iron sand, and it's been easier than he thought, it only took a few seconds at most actually. This was his advantage at the very least. He knew that Sacora was a very powerful at nearly all things. She would fight for her life, that he knew. However she would fall.

His thoughts her stopped when he heard the quiet stepping sounds. It was so very quiet that almost no one would've heard it unless you were looking for it. He frowned, now was the time. He swallowed hard, this was for his village.

Sacora's smile never left her lips, despite her sadness. She had given Sasori the seal of trust. The seal of trust was used from the Haruno Clan for many generations for people to know if they were in trouble, and that if they cared enough they could teleport-without the use of chalkra-to the Haruno's location. It was so very useful, but can only be done with a kiss, strangely enough.

She was already making her way into the forests of fire country, and she was still feeling energetic enough to keep moving forward. However the smile on her face dropped when grey sand started to encase her. Her eyes widened in shock, before dodging out of the with grace, landing on another tree limb. Her features went calm, while her once wide green eyes were filled with determination.

She looked to where the sand had come from only to see more sand trying to encase her once again. She evaded again, throwing a few kunai to where it had come from, however they soon went out of sight. They obviously didn't hit the person that was attacking her.

The sand was still coming at her, and she smirked. Why waste such a great opportunity? Gathering the chalkra into her fingers she formed blue chalkra strings forcing the sand to stop in it's place. She smirked before she could sense more sand coming at her from all directions. She used as much focus as possible to stop the sand however it was useless it would encase her nonetheless. When it came close enough she punched the sand with a glowing green chalkra enhanced fist, getting just enough of a gab so that she could escape. Jumping out of the hole the sand fell to the forest floor beneath her.

She watched as it fell, staring at it with calm emerald eyes, however the calm didn't last long for a familiar voice struck her, making her eyes wide in utter shock.

"Ah it seems that this will be a good battle, am I correct miss Haruno? Well, I shall hope so. Either way this will be to protect my village, one less enemy to lessen the load."

She turned her body while her eyes went wide almost in terror, "Kazekage-sama?"

Well that concludes this chapter. Not a good ending I guess? I decided to cut it a little short since it's been quite awhile since the last update.

And yes I know I've been gone for over a month! I'm so sorry for not updating this sooner, but I've been super busy with other stories especially with the new one's I've made, and other things.

The next chapter will conclude the memories, and then I'll start on a new ark for this story. It's not even close to done yet, not even close.

Well please review!

Ja-ne!

-Cassandra