[ON HIATUS] Player #003 | Naruto

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You chose: <Sunagakure Shinobi Clan>

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You blindly reach out, closed eyes unable to see a thing. You're lying on a soft, comfy surface, and it's really really cold, but otherwise you can't really tell what's going on. 

Something brushes your face and you recoil, bursting into pitiful wails. Two giant hands cup you and you lean into their warmth, listening to the soothing voice belonging to their owner. 

Then something collides with your back and you let out a quiet, sleepy protest. It's another baby, about your size, and though you can't see him you feel like you should know him, somehow. 

The soothing voice goes quiet, alerting you to the fact that something is wrong. You flail a little, trying to wake yourself up and prod the place where the voice had come from moments before, but you're already too tired.

You sink into the embrace of sleep. The last thing you hear is the desperate screaming of a man, accompanied by steady, unbroken beeping. "Do something!"

<Congrats! Thanks to Mr. Sandman, you're three.>

You're sitting on the ground, dumping shovels of sand into the bucket to create sloppy sand castles. Across from you, Gaara twitches his fingers, a miniature sand castle springing up at his command.

You pout. Unfair.

Temari looks up, a look of adoration on her face. "Wow!" she exclaims. Kankuro adds in his own two cents.

"Can you do food too?!"

Gaara narrows his eyes, chubby face scrunching in concentration as he lifts his hands. Various food objects, formed out of sand, spring up around the clearing. You giggle at Kankuro's shocked expression as he names each food item, ending the list with an exclamation of "That's so cool! That was terrific! You're amazing!"

Gaara's slightly flustered expression warms your heart. "He's right, Gaara-nii-san."

And then the smile is wiped off your face when Rasa appears. "Kankuro," he calls out. "Temari!" He gestures for your siblings to leave. 

You frown and grab Temari's sleeve. "Can't you stay a little longer?" you ask quietly. "I still wanna play."

"Anzu, let go of your sister," Rasa commands sharply. You reluctantly release her and return to your red-headed twin, sitting down in the sand beside him. The two of you watch, identical expressions of loneliness on your face, as the rest of your family walks away.

"It's okay, Gaara," you tell him. "I'll always be here to play with you."

He lowers his head, and before you can react, sand swirls through the area and forms into sharp, twisted things.

"He's creepy," someone mutters. Your head jerks up to look at the man who is half-hidden behind a pillar. No one insults Gaara-nii-san and gets away with it! "What even is he?"

"A human?" The words are out of your mouth and flying through the air before you can stop them. The man jolts. 

"His twin is creepy, too," He mutters loud enough for you to hear. Your ears burn with embarrassment and anger, hands twitching. "Looks just like the freak."

You can feel tears threatening to claw through the corners of your eyes. Why are they so mean? But before you can question things further, you see a rock hurtling towards Gaara's head.

You cry out and reach to smack it out of the air, but before you can, the sand comes up in front of Gaara's face and catches it. 

It's silent for a moment before the villagers start shooting kunai at the two of you. What the heck?