Aziz: Powerful, Respected, Beloved (BOOK THREE)

12 Years Later

Aziz POV
I stood on my branch and watched the rogue sand ninja beneath me as they set up camp for the night. There was at least one more hour before sunset, and my team and I were getting ready for our night assult on the rogues. I heard crackling in my ear followed by the voice of the captain "A, are you in position?" The man asked. I reached up and pressed the button on my earpiece, never taking my eyes off of the rogues, "A here, I am in postion. Targets are setting up camp." I whispered in response and dropped my hand to my side. The crackling returned, followed by a quiet laugh, "Good. Report if anything happens before our attack." He said and I touched my earpiece again, "Roger, Captain." I said and then my earpiece fell silent again. 

Now, you may be wondering what I'm doing in the woods an hour before sunset. It's quite simple really, I'm on a mission with my team-or rather, A team. You see, I'm a Jonin, the youngest Jonin ever in the Hidden Sand Village. I actually wasn't supposed to be on this mission, that is, until the third member of this team was injured. His name was Yukon, a close friend of mine, who was a fourteen year old Jonin. Yukon got injured right before his team left for this mission, and when my father, the Kazekage, went to check on him, Yukon told Father that he believed I would be the best choice to replace him on this mission, and here I was. I smiled as I remembered what Father said to Mother, when he told me I was on this mission.

I approached Father's office door, and gently pushed it open. Father sat behind his desk, setting up the new Genin teams with Mother making suggestions. They both looked up when I entered, "You sent for me, Father?" I asked. Father smiled at me, "Yes. Come have seat, Aziz." He urged and I took the chair directly in front of him, "I was just visiting Yukon in the Sand Hospital," He began and I spoke up, "How is he, Father?" I asked eagerly. Father chuckled, "Calm down, Aziz. He's fine, though, he made quit a suggestion when I spoke with him." He said and confusion flicked across my face, 

"What suggestion?" I asked and Father sighed, "He suggested that I have you replace his team for their mission." He said and I grinned, as Father held his hand up, "Don't interrupt me just yet, Aziz. He knows how I feel about his ideas. He's one of the very few who know what ninja are worthy and which aren't. He suggested you, so I'm willing to honor his wish and send you with his team." He said and I grinned, "This is amazing Father! I promise I won't let you down." I said but Mother spoke, "I don't think so! What are you thinking, Gaara? He's still a boy!" Mother exclaimed and Father spoke calmly to her, 

"I'm well aware he's a boy, Kimoria, he is my son after all. However, he is still a Sand Jonin, so he should be allowed to go on any mission. Kimi, I know your worried, but I'm not. I truly think he can do this. I believe in Aziz with all of my heart." He said and my heart swelled with happiness as I beamed at him, "Thank you so much, Father. Your belief isn't misplaced." I said and he nodded, still smiling, "I know it isn't, Aziz. Go now, you leave in an hour." He said and I nodded and quickly left the Kazekage's tower.

Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted with Captain Hisharo's booming voice, "A, you better answer me this instant!" He practically shouted. I quickly looked at the rogues, all passed out, their fire nearly burnt out, as I touched my earpiece, "Sorry Captain, lost signal." I lied and dropped my hand. Captain Hisharo sighed, "I have been speaking to you for an hour now, Aziz. I said how are the targets?" He asked and I pressed the button, "Passed out." I answered.
"Perfect. Alright team, it's time bring these losers back to our village for judgement. GO!" He shouted.

"Yes sir, Captain Hisharo!" We all three shouted and I dropped my hand, rose to my feet, and dropped down with the rest of the team. Sand rose around my feet, and not just any sand, Tenzenite Sand, my own original combination of my two Kekkei Genkeis, Sand and Tenzenite. My gourd was full of Tenzenite Sand I had basically created when I was much younger. The Tenzenite Sand wrapped around a rogue and lifted him up all on its own, just like my father's sand. I never used signs unless I was only using Tenzenite without the sand, and that was rare. As a four year old, I showed signs of the Tenzenite Style, though I was commanding sand like Father much earlier then that, like age two. At age six, I presented my own unique ninjutsu, the Tenzenite Sand Style. Now, at age twelve, I had already mastered my ninjutsu, and much more. 

The rogues decided to fight back just then and broke away from my team. I gritted my teeth together, "Dammit!" I cursed and my Tenzenite Sand laid the trapped rogue down, "Watch him, I'll go after the others!" I shouted and took off after them. My Tenzenite Sand couldn't catch them and I was starting to slow down as well, "Alright friend, I kinda need your help." I said out loud. A voice answered from within me, "I was beginning to wonder if you had forgotten me, Aziz." Said my tailed beast, Shukaku. I chuckled, "Of course not. How can a Jinjuuriki forget their tailed beast?" I asked and he laughed, 'True enough." He said and I willingly handed my body over to him. Even though Shukaku was in control of my body, I still retained my consciousness. I was also in control of the One tailed racoon of the Sand Village. Using his power, we managed to catch the other rogues amd bring them back to my team, then I returned to my normal human self. Captain grinned, "Nice job, Kiddo." He said and we returned to our village, with the rogues in tow.