Trouble in Suna: Gaara fanfic {Under Construction}

Somebody I used to know

Keiko's POV

"What are you mumbling about, Keiko Sensei?" a familiar voice asked which startled me.

I opened my eyes to see a boy standing over me. "Nothing" I replied, trying to place where I heard his voice before.

"Ohh, well if you're free... Umm, I know Lord Gaara said not to bother you because you were ... but if you could give me some pointers for the upcoming exam you don't have to do anything just sit on the sidelines that would be awesome since Gaara isn't the best teacher ya know" he said mumbling the last part. Oh, yes so he was the boy who wanted me to be his Sensei.

Wait... Gaara was teaching this boy in my place, did he not think I was not capable of being this boy's Sensei. Did he think I was weak? Who was he to decide what I am capable of?

"Boy..." I said getting up slowly brushing my shift off. "Let's go to the training grounds." And upon hearing my words his face lite up with a genuine smile which made me forget about how angry I was at Gaara. His smile made me wonder how long he would be able to keep a genuine smile like that because the life of a ninja is a long and difficult path. He was young enough where the Fourth Great Ninja War didn't seem to have to much affect on him and peace had now fallen over the lands but peace is not eternal.

Looking at him he was young, no older than 12, height wise he was short probably only an inch taller than me and I was 4 foot 9. His height was the only similarity we shared, his skin was tanned unlike my own skin. His white blonde hair was fairly long and was tied in a loose pony tail so even our hair contrasted negatively. He wore a baggy tan sweatshirt and sported a black shirt underneath. Matching the theme his pants were black and baggy. After taking a good look at him my eyes returned back to his face.

He finally opened his eyes and that's when I noticed the color they were; they were hazel They brought me back to the past, to the day I met Fuzen and it was also the day she met him. This boy's eyes look so similar to Fuzen's back then I could have sworn if I had not known any better they belonged to Fuzen. I took a longer look at his eyes and realized this kid's eyes was a shade off from Fuzen's own eyes, they were similar but not the same. They were not the same eyes that made her fall in love.

"Keiko-sensei, you have really pretty eyes, ya know. I'm glad you're not covering your eyes anymore" He said yanking me back to the present but he also tugged free a memory I rather forget.

'You have really pretty eyes, ya know. Glad we can finally meet face to face.' a female voice said.

'What do you want Hairball' I snarled menacingly at the thing in front of me. Even my snarl and flash of teeth didn't scare it away. The hairball stood there stupidly, gawking at me with a grin plastered across its dumb face. Did this thing not fear death?

'I don't want anything from you, I just wanted to thank you for saving me that day" the hairball said. I didn't understand why the hairball wanted to thank me. "Well... there is one thing I want...' it said getting real quiet. Here it comes they always want something in the end, why couldn't anyone leave me in peace they already did enough. I started to turn around to leave the stupid creature standing in the forest like a fool.

'I want to be your friend' it said determination lighting up its eyes. I stopped in my tracks, I was thrown off by the thing's request, it was the first time someone had asked of that from me.

'I don't have friends nor do I want one' I said wearily, wondering what it was up to. A new trick probably, this creature's lot were sneaky things.

'That's okay that makes it better. I'll be your first friend' it said excitedly. The word friend was foreign to me, what does a friend do I wonder.