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Sand in the Leaves	By : ahmenet Category: Naruto > General Views: 1273 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This story is also
posted on FF. I’ll be adding scenes on this site. I do not
own Naruto in any way. This story is dark. If you don’t want
people dead don’t read.

“Temari!!
Temari!!!” He called as he ran the silent sand covered
streets.

“Gaara? I
can’t breath, Gaara. Help me!”

“Temari!”
Everything was blurry around the edges and getting harder to make
out as he drew closer to his sisters voice.

“Gaara!
Kankuro can’t see. He says his hands hurt. I’m scared!
Gaara, help!”

“Where are
you? Temari!” He turned a sharp corner and ran into the open
square.

The wind whipped
sand around the gathered villagers. The bodies turned toward the
center of the circle were blank of features. He moved among them,
pushing at men, women and children while making his way. Moving
faster and faster though seeming to make no progress. The edges of
his vision blurred more and more, making it harder and harder to
maneuver.

“GAARA!!!”

A brake in the crowd
showed a large wooden stake with two boards strapped four feet apart.
There was a figure, not unlike Kankuros puppet, hanging limply from
the horizontal boards.

“Gaara,
PLEASE!!”

More breaks in the
crowd showed another figure tied to a single stake, eyes covered in
black cloth and bound at the wrist. As he watched the figure slumped
and dropped hard to the ground. As he drew closer he realized its
hands were painted red.

“I can’t
breath!!”

“Temari!!!
TEMA…”

He broke through the
last of the crowd. His vision blurred. His body heavy and blood
flowing sluggishly through his pounding heart. He stared for a long
moment not realizing his face was wet with tears and his voice was
lost to the choking lump in the base of his throat.

“Help me…”

A young woman with
yellow pigtails sat back on her knees. Her arms were bound behind
her ramrod straight back. A man holding a bloody sword in his right
hand stood over her. In his left hand he held a disembodied head.

“Gaara, I
can’t breathe. Help me.”

Tears trailed down
her cheeks and mingled with the blood pooling on the ground below.

“Help Kankuro.
His hands hurt so much.”

He stood staring at
his sisters severed head as he brother whimpered from the single
stake, hands crushed and bloodied. His sensei’s body hung
gutted and lifeless from the crucifixion stake.

“I’m
sorry.”

He tried moving his
arms. They wouldn’t obey him. The sand wouldn’t come to
him. His screams sounded loud in his own head but nothing came from
his lips.

“Temari, I’m
sorry.”

“GAARA!!
DON’T LEAVE US!!”

His vision blurred
into a single pinpoint on his sisters slowly paling face, then
everything unfocused and was gone.

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Tsunade looked on as
Sakura treated the worst of the wounds to the now former Kazekage of
Suna. Word of trouble in the land of wind had spread to the leaf and
a scout mission had been sent. They’d returned with grim news
and a heavily drugged and beaten Gaara Sabaku.

“He’s
stable now and as healed as he’s going to get for a while. I
can’t be sure when he’ll wake. The drugs were heavy, I
assume, to ensure he couldn’t make hand seals much less call
sand. If he weren’t uncommonly strong to begin with I doubt
he would have survived the dosages they gave him.” Sakura
reported as she made notes on a small chart.

Tsunade nodded and
watched on as the young red head twitched in his forced sleep.
Whatever he was dreaming it wasn’t pleasant.

“Sensei?”

The Hokage looked to
her student. Sakura had grown a lot in the last few years. She’d
be teaching on her own soon enough. Her skill had long since
surpassed that of her master. Not that Tsunade was admitting it.
Even so she was reluctant to answer too many question regarding their
current charge. A large amount of it was now deemed classified.
Until Gaara woke…

“I promise I’ll
answer all of your questions as soon as he wakes, Sakura. Until
then, please refrain from questioning the guard or the patient. I
want to know the moment he’s conscious.”

Sakura frowned and her
fists clenched, snapping the pencil it two, but she nodded and bowed.
“Yes, sensei.”

Tsunade nodded and
stepped out of the room, closing the door softly behind her. If only
the pain would stay behind that door as well.

“Excuse me, Lady
Tsunade.” Kakashi Hatake stopped a few feet in front of her,
his one visible eye intense.

“He’s not
awake.” When the man said nothing she motioned him to follow,
shutting them into one of the empty examination rooms.

“What have you
found out?” She asked though she wasn’t sure she wanted
to know.

“His name is
Kanaye Sasaki. He is a missing nin from the Land of River. We
haven’t been able to find out much else about him or his group.
Apparently they walked right in and took over the place.”

Tsunade shook her head
with a frown. “Gaara isn’t the type to allow that to
happen. They had to have an in somewhere. It wouldn’t be the
first time that village was infiltrated. Though I’d hoped the
security was better after that attack three years ago.”

Kakashi shrugged but
his eye was watching her intensely. She watched him for a moment
before blowing out a breath.

“Spill it,
Hatake. It’s been a long night.”

He nodded and pulled
out his report. “It seems there have been rumors and
speculation flying around the surrounding country side that the
Kazekage is less than stable. Some state that he’s lost
considerable power since the loss of the one-tailed demon and is
unable to hold Suna. And another says that he intends to destroy
Suna all together in revenge for their… transgression.”

“We’ve
heard rumors like this before. It’s nothing new, though I
thought they would have died down by now.” She cut in.

“True. But these
rumors don’t seem to have been started by simply minded
villagers or angry ex-girlfriends.” He paused and refolded the
report before looking up again. “They came from current
council members and guard within Gaaras inner circle.”

“So it was an
inside job.” She pressed her thumb and forefinger to the
bridge of her nose.

“Once the people
believed he simply walked in and took over.” Kakashi finished.

“Only he didn’t
just walk in. He drugged and beat the boy then…”

“He’s
making an example of them. But something else is off. Kankuro
wasn’t with the others. Nor was Gaaras former student.”

“Bargaining
chips?” She mused.

“Or insurance.”

She nodded and dropped
into the seat against the wall.

“So what do we do
now?” Kakashi asked.

“Nothing.”
She replied tiredly. “There’s nothing we can do.”

“If we harbor him
it’s quite possible it could start a war.” He stated
simply.

Tsunade sat and stared
at the wall as if all the answers were written there and any moment
they would make themselves known to her. A war. More death and
destruction. All for a boy who’d once tried to kill them all
simply because he was crazy only to lose to a boy that most likely
was just as crazy. With a smile she turned to back see the copy nin
watching her with a lazy eye.

“What do you
think he would do?”

“Well,”
Kakashis one eye crinkled with his smile, “I’m sure he’d
rant for a few moments, then scream out something like, ‘Let
them come! I’ll take them all on! BELIEVE IT!’ Or
something along those lines.”

Tsunade chuckled then
stood and took the report Kakashi held out for her.

“Please keep the
contents of this report to yourself and inform your team this
information is not to become public until further notice. I want to
speak with Gaara before we move forward.”

The elite shinobi
nodded and bowed before making a series of hand seals and
disappearing in a puff of smoke. She sat for a long time holding the
report in a loose grip. When the door opened and a medic walked in
she stood to leave him to his duties. As she walked down the hall
toward the exit she smiled with grim determination. She would find
out what Kanaye Sasaki was up to and she would make him pay for the
deaths of Gaaras sister and former sensei. And then she’d
consign him to the deaths of whatever hell would take him.

“Believe it.”

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Sakura stood over Gaara
and cleaned the largest of the gashes on his head. A few would take
some time to heal and would most likely scar. Not that anything
could make the man less beautiful, but the reasons for such violence…

“Is there
anything else you need, Sakura?”

She looked up at the
young medic trainee and shook her head. “No, I can take it
from here. You’re free to go.”

The young man bowed and
left the room. The silence stretched as she pressed the new bandage
to the wound and wrapped it in place with the bindings.

“T…m…i”

She stopped on the last
wrap as she heard the soft sound slip from Gaara still lips.

“Gaara?”
She stepped back and looked down at the red head.

“Te…ri…”

Awed, she watched as
tears rolled slowly from his eyes to travel the slope of his softly
rounded cheek. They merged at his pointed chin and dripped down into
the hollow of his throat. She shook herself and reached for a tissue
in the box by the sink. She’d never seen him cry. She doubted
he even knew what he was doing.

“Te…mari”

Slowly, so as not to
disturb him, she moped up the tears puddled on his skin and dried his
eyes. The more he mumbled the more made sense and for a moment she
thought it might be kinder to wake him, but she heeded Tsunades words
and trusted in her judgment. In the end, the young pink haired medic
simply stood by the former Kazekages bed and wiped the tears from his
face as he repeated over and over again, “Temari, I’m
sorry.”

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Hope you like it.
Let me know. Like I said, this story is also on FF.net. I will be
adding some scenes that I left out for rating reasons. And I'm slow
updating since I have two small children so bare with me.
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