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Author's Note: Bruhhhhhh thank you for the first review! Shoutout to DarkDust for the first review. I have all the feels :)

Anyways, keep em coming! I don't really have anything to say for this chapter. Pretty unproductive of me. I don't know.

I've been thinking on how to write this story. So far, I've been winging it. Writing when I feel like it and jotting down ideas. I have a lot of ideas for this story and a bunch of different plots and ways it could go. I think what I'm going to do is do separate stories after I finish this one with different plot lines. Yes? No? Maybe? Feedback is nice.

This chapter is very short and I'm sorry! When I was writing it, I didn't want to continue and leave a dramatic suspensful thing at the end so... yeah.

Here's the all-powerful disclaimer!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO

Til next time!

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"Hold onto me, cause I'm a little unsteady." -X Ambassadors

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It took me a while, but I finally got Gaara to meet up with me again.

I didn't tell my mom or dad about who I was meeting, I just said a friend. They didn't really mind me being so independent. It was nice.

So here I was, sitting in the middle of a park while waiting for Gaara to arrive. I sat on a swing set, my legs pushing me off just a little bit. I used this time to begin to think.

How was I going to change this world?

First of all, Sasori is NOT dying. Definitely not. I will do whatever I can to change it.

I want the Akatsuki to come to the good side. It's a nice idea seeing that the organization was created to bring peace. Tobi, or Obito, kinda freaked me out. That whole 'I-have-split-personalities-even-though-they're-fake' charade is uncomfortable. But I know he's doing this out of love so he can't be that bad right?

Right?

I want to continue Itachi and Sasuke's brotherly relationship. In some way or another I would have to get in contact with Itachi. But since I'm in Sunagakure…

I bit the inside of my cheek. Dang, this was kind of frustrating. Itachi is… older by how much? I know Sasuke was young when he went through the massacre….

AGH THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING!

I inwardly hit myself for not paying attention to the show enough. Details matter for once.

Since Gaara and Sasuke were the same age, I was a year older than him. Which meant as of now, he was six. I was in the academy already in Gaara's class, but…

It's not enough. I need a better plan.

"Aggghhhh this is so confusing!" I smacked myself in the forehead.

"K-Kaida-chan?"

I looked up, seeing Gaara tilting his head in a very confused manner towards me. I grinned. "Yo Panda-kun!"

His face brightened as he ran over towards me. "Kaida-chan! I thought you were a dream, you were gone when I woke up." He said quickly.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Sorry. My parents called me. How are you, Panda-kun?"

Gaara's face brightened. "E-eh… why do you call me Panda-kun?"

I got up, poking his cheek with my index finger. "Cause you're a cute wittle baby panda, yes you are!" I giggled as Gaara's face turned a darker shade of red. "K-Kaida-chan! I-I'm not cute…"

I gasped. "How can a baby panda not be cute?!"

"I'm not a panda."

"Humph. Yes you are."

"I'm not black and white. Or a bear."

"Shhhh details don't matter."

Gaara stared at me. "You're strange."

I grinned wider. "Of course I am."

"I don't think that's something you should be proud of."

"Shhhh pandas don't talk."

Gaara giggled. My Kami his giggle was adorable.

"You're so weird Kaida-chan!"

I smiled, rubbing his head affectionately. "Hey Gaara… Are you afraid of me?" I asked.

Gaara blinked, looking into my eyes. Geezus he wore a lot of eyeliner.

"...No." He hesitated.

"You hesitated."

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Did too. I don't mind you being afraid of me. Just so you know, I'm not going to hurt you. You're super cool." I said, leaning back lazily.

Gaara's eyes widened a bit at me. I couldn't really tell what color it was. Like… sea green, but paler. It was pretty. I wish I had eyes like that.

"... I'm not… afraid of you…" He muttered, looking to the side. I blinked.

"I'm not afraid of you… I'm just… scared you'll be afraid of me… I almost killed you last night." He said, looking down with a sad look on his face. I bit my lip, reaching up and cupping his cheek, which startled him.

"I'm not afraid of you. I would never be afraid of you. That's like being afraid of myself." I said reassuringly.

Gaara stared at me, wide-eyed. "You're just a boy with a hardship not many people have. You're just trying to find your place in a cold world that will hit you until you're down and kick you while you're bleeding. Like me." I stated, caressing his cheek. He began to tear up again.

"I want you to know something…" I said, ushering him to tilt his head forwards. He did, and I leaned up and whispered quietly in his ear.

"You're not alone."

I pulled back, grinning happily.

Gaara sniffled, rubbing the tears out of his eyes and jumping towards me. I laughed, embracing him back and letting him cling onto me.

Like a baby panda.

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"Kaida-chan…"

"Mmm?"

"How do you know about me? I-I mean the Shukaku."

I bit my lip. Oh great. How are you gonna get out of this?

"It's… I overheard it from my father while he was talking to the Kazekage."

"Then why aren't you afraid?"

"Didn't we go over this already?"

Gaara looked up towards me, his eyes mixed with worry. "Y-Yeah… but.. Still."

I sighed, "You don't need to worry. I won't leave you just cause you have the shukaku. That stuff doesn't matter to me. That's like saying, 'Oh hey, sorry I'm gonna leave cause you only have one eye'."

Gaara giggled at my example. "You're so strange Kaida-chan."

I chuckled. "So I've been told."

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After my visit with Gaara, I decided to walk around the village. Though I've lived here for seven years, I've never been able to fully explore this city.

The Kuroba clan was small. It consisted of just my parents and I and I never knew why. They would never bring it up and change the subject when I did. It frustrated me, but I have other things to worry about.

I sighed, looking around at the lively market place. Why did my clan live on the outskirts of Suna?

What frustrated me was because I lived in Suna, I was away from all the action. I couldn't help Itachi or Sasuke. I couldn't get in contact with Naruto. I couldn't do anything that I wanted to do.

But Gaara was here. Gaara needed someone right now. He was shunned by the villagers like Naruto, afraid like Naruto, alone like Naruto. It made me sad to see someone like that. And it reminded me of myself.

My old self.

I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice the two dark shadows looming over me.

A hand covered my mouth, making me snap out of my thoughts and gurgle out a scream. A sharp pain exploded on the back of my neck. I gasped, my eyes slowly beginning to shut as my vision began to get darker and darker…

"N….n….n-n…."

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Kaida laid in the middle of the white-chalked ceremony circle with ropes tied around her small body. She was unconscious, of course, as her body was getting colder by the minute. They needed her to get close to a death-like state in order to begin the ceremony.

"...She is ready…"

One stepped forwards, wearing a black robe and an insignia of a dragon on the front. He stepped forwards with a bowl filled with some clear liquid. He bent down, dipping his fingers into the bowl before beginning to paint them onto Kaida's face. The clear liquid slowly began to turn red. A deep, crimson red.

Kaida stirred, her eyes weakly opening and her mouth gasping for breath.

"W-Wh….what… are…"

The man backed away after painting her face with kanji.

All of them circled her. All seven. They began to simultaneously chant and make the hand signs.

Kaida attempted to get up, her head pounding in her skull.

The circle she struggled in began to glow a faint white, the paint on her face began to burn brighter. Kaida hissed in pain, her eyes shutting as she fell back onto the ground. She gave up trying to escape, accepting her fate.

"Yobikakeru."

Kaida's eyes snapped open, her mouth releasing a blood-curling scream as the white chalk circle around her began to sink into her body. The kanji blood marks on her face faded into her skin and her blue eyes dispersed into a milky white.

The door slammed open, ANBU poured into the room.

Kaida could hear the muffled sounds of people yelling as her body began to twitch and shiver on the ground. Foam poured out of her mouth and her voice was cut off by the sound of gurgling.

The ropes around her were cut and in an instant, she was being held.

"Kaida! Kaida wake up!" Her father cried out, holding his daughter closer to him.

Kaida was unresponsive, the foam still pouring from her mouth.

"Oh Kami…. Kai… my Kai… I'm sorry…"

Finally, Kaida's eyes shut and her body went still.

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Chapter End.