It's been 2 1/2 years.
2 1/2 years since I've seen Naruto.
2 1/2 years since I've talked to Sakura.
2 1/2 years since their teammate and my former friend joined Orochimaru.
2 1/2 years since the chunnin exams.
2 1/2 years since I've been a shinobi.
A lot can change in that time. For one my hair is FINALLLY situated and back to normal. My eyes? They've completely changed into normal eyes. No rings around them. And guess what? I have eyebrows! Shocker right? I bet brother does too though..Gaara, he is the kazekage. My sister and my other brother, kankuro and temari, are jonin. And I am a second year in highschool. I'm at the top of my class of course. I have a 4.5 GPA. And the idiot below me has B in every class. So I am not worried about the future of Suna whatsoever. Nope! Not at all.
-_-
Home life has gotten lonely again. Just like it started out. Nii-san is too busy kazekageing it up to even come home some nights. Temari and Kankuro are CONSTANTLY on missions. And worst of all, most nights, I'm alone. The nightmares are worse than ever. And no one is there when I wake up screaming. It's awful, and terrible, but it was my choice to quit being a ninja, and these are the consequences I guess. Or maybe these are the consequences of leaving...no. No that was the right decision. He's become cold I bet. Like doughnuts that your little cousin or sister put into the freezer by accident and came out hard enough to play horseshoe with them.
Ok weird analogy but it works!
Sorry am I ruining this nostalgia thing? I'm not very good at it.
Anyways, let's pick up shall we?
I heard a weird paper sounding noise and shot straight out of bed. I remember that noise. Deidara. I learned his name from some of the shinobi around the town. He was the blonde guy who followed me around 2 1/2 years ago with that red haired guy.
What was his name again?
Saucery? Lord Saucery? Ya lets go with that.
"Shit." I muttered under my breath as I face planted onto the hard floor of my bedroom. I decided to take the not so civil way out of my room and jump out of the window. I climbed up to the top of my house and looked for the flying bird. I looked down at one of the lookouts stationed by my house and screamed.
" TOUSCHI WATCH OUT!" A paper spider clung to his face and blew him up. Gross.
I sighed and looked at the sky again before narrowing my eyes at the flying deidara. He grinned at me and threw a piece of unshaped clay.
"C'mon girly try it out un! You know you want to" I qucikly shaped the clay to look like a girl and drew the name deidara onto it and threw it at him. He screamed profanities at me before Gaara attacked. I chuckled. That was epic. I jumped off of the building and landed in the streets before he could see me. Im not allowed to be outside at night. Another "consequence" of not being a shinobi.
You know. I think everyone forgets that I can still kick their sorry sandy asses. It's not like when you quit being a shinobi you lose all the hours of training you went through, you just stop having missions and a headband.
I rolled my eyes and went out to search for the other akatsuki member. I soon found him at the gates.
Well it's more like an out of water trench. Like from Nemo?
Airi, be careful. He's dangerous, more than you could ever imagine.
And your point is?
