Keisei no Suna

A/N: This is an OCxSasuke fanfic. The OC is my creation, along with any characters regarding her past and also the antagonist in the story.

I also want to note that the story translates to, The Beauty of the Sands as Suna means sands. I may use this interchangeably, mixing up beauty of the sands to keisei no suna. I will try to keep it consistent though.

Chapter 1 – The Massacre

"One…two..three!" The ringleader had counted and two teens, a girl and boy, both performed a back-flip from a tightrope. They were probably fifteen feet off the ground and landed safely in the net below. "Good job! Just remember at the end, one of you must be at the bottom and the other lands on the other's hand, alright?" The two nodded, not going against what their leader had told them to do, and climbed a ladder that led to the top of the tight-rope.

Today was another show and this time around it took place in a rather small yet bustling village. The tent was set up for tonight, and a young summoner was busy sitting outside the tent and against a tree. Her eyes were closed but she did not sleep. Rather, she was simply remembering her past and how things used to be so complicated back then.

"Mio! Go and get ready, we're going to open the tent in about an hour or so." One of the dancers, a rather slim middle aged woman had called out. The blonde summoner only fluttered her eyes to see the woman about to walk towards her when she replied, "Okay okay."

The young summoner was rather anxious for tonight's performance. This was their first time with a new line-up and she found herself twiddling with her fingers as she returned to her tent. There was only a small cot, a bag full of her small belongings and her large summoning scroll beside her cot. The girl changed into her red performing kimono, the opening up to her mid-thigh, with the upper part sleeve-less, wrapping her brown sash around her waist. Underneath she had a fishnet one-piece, strapless and the bottom only going to her mid thigh. She wore her usual sandals, and re-wrapped her wrists, as it helped with any acrobats she decided to do tonight.

The blonde turned around and picked up her scroll and slung it over her head. "Well, better get ready." She smiled to herself as she left her tent.

The audience roared, their applauses and flower throwing shenanigans gained many smiling faces from the cast. Mio, with her eagle perched on her shoulder, smiled brightly to the audience as she waved at them with her other arm.

A young boy in the audience blushed as he pulled on his mother's dress. His mother looked at him, noticing his unwavering attention to the blonde woman. "Ah, the beauty of the sands strikes again."

The cast retired and collected any patronage the audience gave. The younger kids of the troupe cleaned up the tent as much as they can as the rest left to their personal tents. Mio had laid in her cot, smiling that the show went well and that she took her anxious feeling of earlier as just pre-show nervousness. They were done for the night, and she knew that when everyone is awake tomorrow morning, they would have to pack up and head out immediately to the next location: Konoha.

Closing her eyes, Mio had entered her dreams. Her memories that often visited her, reminding her of her home, Suna, and the people she once played with. Her mind was filled with laughter, the smiles of young children, and her team that she spent almost all her years with: Team Houka.

The sounds of woman screaming her lungs broke the dream however, the image of her happiness shattering and she found herself sitting up, beads of sweat trickling down her brow, her blonde hair matted to her face.

"Mio-san!" The voice of a little boy carried to her as she got up, and grabbed her scroll, and reached into her large bag for her pouch of kunai. She hadn't touched it for years now and assumed her kunais were dull and rusted. That's what happened when you quit being a shinobi, you forget a lot of things you have learned, and end up being just another civilian.

"Mio-neesan! Mio-neesan!" The boy cried and Mio threw herself through the tent's opening, looking around frantically for the boy. There were bodies scattered on the grass around the tents. The blonde gasped, taking in the scent of fresh, spilt blood. "Who in the world…" She asked herself, but remembered the boy. "Kou? Kou where are you?!" Mio called out as she ran around the area, mentally counting the bodies that were littered around her. "I-In here…" She heard a rasped voice, and found herself in the large tent where the show was previously held. A male, probably a head taller than she, stood in the middle, holding the boy up with his arm latched around his neck, a kunai pointed as his jugular. "Kou!" Mio yelled, grabbing for a kunai in her front pouch. She was right about the blade. Looking down she could see it had rusted, dulled and probably wouldn't do any damage to the kunais the invader probably had.

"Who are you?!" Mio yelled, the male only smiled underneath his hood, having a cloak around his body. She could tell, from the dark opening of his cloak, that he too was a shinobi, which led her to assume he was a bandit.

However, she was dead wrong.

"You forgot me already? Mi-chan."

The boy struggled in the man's grasped as his eyes filled with tears and fear. "O-oneesan." The boy rasped, which made his captor laugh. "Oneesan huh? Oh Mi-chan, is this what you have been doing all these years? Wasting away your talent on these….pathetic freaks." He mocked, as he drew the kunai knife closer, nicking the skin of the child.

"Leave him alone, sensei." Mio spoke, her voice may have sounded confident to some, but deep down she was frightened. Her dreams were haunted by this man, and it seemed she would never get away from him, ever. Now, six years later, he appears like this. "Hn." Her sensei let the boy go, allowing him to run to Mio. She crouched down and hugged the boy, only to feel his weight completely on her.

"K-Kou?" She whimpered, and looked down to see a kunai embedded in the boy's spine. She shot a terrified glance to her sensei who only smiled evilly, and turned and disappeared. He wanted her to chase him. Mio pulled away from the boy who had blood dripping from his mouth. He looked at the blonde and reached for her face. "Oneesan? I'm..scared…" He sobbed, and she smiled weakly, reaching for his hand and held it. "It's okay Kou. Sleep now, you'll feel better when you wake up." She assured him, knowing that the child would die in her hands. "Oyasumi…Mio-neesan."

Mio carefully placed the boy's body on the floor, removing the kunai so he could lay properly on his back. Trembling as she held the kunai, she looked at the spot where her sensei stood.

"I'll get you, Ren-sensei."

The blonde chased Ren in the night, the moon being her only source of light and the silence of the woods being her music. She jumped from branch to branch, the wind blowing her hair back. She had forgotten how much she loved running through the trees. Running with her team, chasing after someone or being chased. The thrill of the mission was always what made Mio continue being a jounin. Pride for her village was never something she held close to her heart. It was the thrill of being alive that made her continue; and also the thrill of being with her team.

"Why did you do it, sensei?!" Mio called out. She had chased the male blindly, unable to sense him anywhere.

Suddenly, she was knocked off the branch and into the air. He had kicked her from behind, and received several cuts from his kunai. She couldn't sense him anymore again.

"You are so weak and fragile now, Mi-chan. What happened? Oh that's right!" He said sarcastically, as her body fell and hit a branch, and landed on the ground with a thud. Mio tried to pull herself up, but her hair was pulled, lifting her from the ground. "You left Suna, and became a freak! Wasting your talents like that, how could you my daring Mi-chan?" Ren released her hair, allowing her fall back again. Her body was picked up, and thrown aside quite a distance, only hearing a loud thud, and a tree toppling over. She didn't remember her sensei being this strong. Landing, on her stomach, Mio opened her eyes, her hands in front of her as he stepped on them, crushing the bone. She screamed, only to receive him 'tsk-ing' her. The last thing she saw was his face close to hers, his sly smile and a gate behind him in some distance.

A/N: It's been a long time since I wrote a Naruto story so I decided to do this. I really would like some feedback on this c: and hope you guys like this story. I finished Chapter two already, and may upload tomorrow or something of that nature. Take care.

-Songie