Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Shinobi: The Next Generation ❯ Neko's Story ( Chapter 1 )

No, I don't own any Naruto characters. Kishimoto Masashi does.(Lucky Him)(SPOILER ALERT!!) I know about Gaara's condition, but can he still control the sand? Please let me know!

 

 

 

Shinobi: The Next Generation

Ch.1.- Neko's Story

 

30 years into the future, after Tsunade's death, and Naruto's appointment as the Rokudaime, Sabaku No Gaara, Kazekage of Suna's second child was born, Sabaku No Aki. She was short for her age, with blue eyes and blonde hair, like her mother AnaDara. Her older brother Natsu, was a chunnin who had married an herbalist from Konoha, Akira.

During Akira's pregnancy, Rukunadra, the six-tailed golden tiger bijuu ravaged Suna. Among the demon's casualties were Aki and Temari's son, Dar. Unbenounced to Gaara, the demon was sealed within his newborn granddaughter, Sabaku No Neko. Neko was a redhead with aquamarine eyes, and to her grandfather's horror, the curious ability to control the shifting sands of the desert. Nevertheless, Gaara took every chance he could to spoil her, indulging her every whim.

One day after Neko's fourth birthday, as Gaara was tucking the young girl into bed, the blankets slipped, reavling the tip of a large star-shaped seal through her pajamas. Gaara screamed in rage. Frightened, Neko ran past him through the door out into the streets. As the sun became a red dot at the bottom of the horizion, she crept back into her face, an unusual silence stifling the air.

 

“Mommy?” Neko walked slowly into her parents' room, looking around for a sign they had been there. Natsu and Akira were slumped in a corner, covered in blood and sand.

“Mommy! Grandpa scared me so much- Mommy?” Neko turned her over, getting crimson liquid all over herself. Akira's glassy eyes stared up at her, unseeing. Natsu's golden hair was stained with blood, his eyes locked in a never-ending scream of horror. Confused, Neko ran upstairs, a blur of blue and red. AnaDara's voice froze her in midstep, her hand on the curtain. She peeked through the crack, slowly easing to the ground.

Her grandparents were yelling at each other, AnaDara's voice giving way to frantic pleading.

“Gaara please! We had to do something or else Rukunaru would have deystroyed Suna! There was no other way! GAARA! PLEASE NOOOOOOOOOOO-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-“ her scream was cut off by a sound not unlike a popping balloon.

Eyes as wide as saucers, Neko ran down the stairs, through the door and out into the streets, to get away from, try to get away from the sight of her beloved grandpa ripping her grandma limb from limb. Her legs gave way beneath her, dumping her in a tearful heap on the ground. The sand shifted and swirled around her, choking her, blinding her, hiding her from view for a minute. Then, as suddenly as it had come, it was gone, leaving Neko gasping for breath, hacking up sand and blood. The same crimson liquid poured from her forehead, turning her alredy stained kimono even more scarlet. A small symbol was scratched just above her right eye.

Peace, it read, for how could anything be normal, knowing what she had seen. Shakily she stood up, and as the sun began to rise, she trugded back to town, wondering just where she would go now.

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Nine years later, 13-year-old genin, Sabaku No Neko jumped out of the shower, shaking the water out of her hair and pulling her kimono on, slipping her arm through the one long sleeve, a feat in it's own. She tied her sash around her waist, closely followed by her gourd and a black and red fan. Hurriedly, she dashed out the door, her hand sheilding her eyes from the sunlightas she ran to catch up to th other two members of her group.

Ichinaru Atsui and Nan Ame, the other two members of Neko's group were waiting for her by the gate, Atsui juggling a few rocks and Ame touching up the purple triangles under her eyes. Neko slowed to a walk as she approached the two, no expression on her face as Ame walked over, a smug smile on her face.

“Neko, You're late” Ame said, matter-of-factly, “Taizai's not going to be pleased. We were supposed to meet him an hour ago. Just because you're the Kazeka-“ she never got to finish her sentence. Neko's fist lash land hard on her face, nocking her backwards several paces into a tree behind her.

“ Never mention that bastard's name in front of me again, inless you want to die a slow and painful death” she kept w2alking, as if nothing had happened, leaving the two of them to catch up on their way to Konoha for the final test of the chunnin exam.