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Thursday, September 20, 2007


DONT READ THIS!!!!



Ha Ha I said to not read this....LOL

So sorry for not updating this story, I had projects due. Ha Ha it seems I have a new project do every week. But its not that bad, durring this week and the one past a boy in my math class gave me a new nick name...Nerd Girl...ha ha oringial right? Ha Ha I dont know, I keep looking at him like "dude wtf?" but he cracks me up! He is so senstive to my feelings, he keeps applozing after saying Nerd girl...I dont know why....oh well...He's fun! hee hee And hes a gutair player so extra score!!! Yup. hes my new best friend. (well not literally...but yeah) I wonder if he can show me how to play me gutair, or at least tune it for me. Ha Ha any ways....disclamiers

Disclamiers.....

1. I am not calling this FF of NaruHina mine.
2. I do not take credit of Naruto or Hinata, that belongs to the creator of this series.
3. This FF belongs to Brant Kogasu on Narutofan fourms.
4. the person who is posting this on their site (he got permission) is Sword Man on Narutofan fourms.
5. If you want to keep this alive comment!!!
6. It contains *NAH NAH* if you know what i mean, so look away children!
7. Hi. :)
8. Enjoy!!

reposting last chapter cause its been a while (if you still remember what happened last, you have a good memory!!! If thats the kind of person you are, keep scrolling down for the latest chapter


Part 8
(Pm me if you missed any chapter of this thing! Yeah! Cuz I garenty there will be one you haved missed. there's alot of chapters to this, that I havent even finished reading it.) Sorry about blabing about! On with the story! XD Yeah! Cheese...Yum.

please enjoy the next installment of Um... my naru hina fanfic

It was an eerie fog, the kind that seemed to watch you and sent a soft chill through your spine. The sound of the wind was a constant rhythmic lullaby, filling the air with a false calm. The tops of tall buildings were hidden behind the thick white, even the full moon’s powerful light was only a slight glow to any who stared to the heavens. The hidden village of the sand was on high alert.

It wouldn’t be half as frightening if the fog weren’t in the middle of the desert, it was obviously an attack, but by who? Gaara had rounded up each of his citizens, they were in the safest place possible, well guarded by not only his elite jounin, but a maze of earth that Gaara himself had built. It was all but impenetrable, and it was not on Gaara’s mind at all. It was odd, he should be worried about everyone else more than himself, but a strong gut feeling told him that they were not the targets. He had a feeling that someone was after his inner demon.

He let some sand leak from his gourd, he slowly pulled it around himself until it was in front of his face. “How much more trouble are you going to bring me?” The sand stayed emotionless, the demon had lived for countless lifetimes and was not about to let his host make him feel guilt or anger or anything else.

Gaara let the sand creep back into the gourd. He began scanning his surroundings for any sign of an enemy, but besides the mist, there was nothing. Not a sound, not a trace of anyone but himself. A few times he thought he heard something but it ended up being nothing but his mind making up noises for him to chase. He knew it was no gen-jutsu, if it was he would have released it, the fog was indeed driving him to madness.

Then, the soft and familiar sound of a shoe shifting in the sand. It was behind him. Then another, in front of him, one on a rooftop to the right, one down an alleyway. Something was off, it was only one audible footstep for each direction then it disappeared. He must be jumping, somehow landing in each spot for only a second on one foot then moving to a new spot. The movements were within seconds, but too far apart for this to be logical. He was fast.

Through the mist, a light and kind voice from where the last footsteps fell in the alleyway “I think I have given a good demonsrtation of my abilities. Yes, there is only one me.” The voice in split seconds changed direction to a spot right in front of Gaara. “You see, my abilities are to remain a secret, otherwise I’d be happy to tell you how to do this. However, I gave you that demonstration to give you the knowledge that running is futile, I wish for you to come with me.”

Faster even than the strike of a snake, a man wearing blue was behind him. “Good night my friend.” The man closed his eyes and smiled, the battle was over. Gaara never had a chance to defend himself, or to realize what had happened beforehe hit the ground. His vision was fading, he was knocked out from a blow that he never saw, from a man who was faster than thought. Yet despite the speed, it still had the strength to penetrate his armor of sand. “Who are you?” Then the world went black.


part 9

Well, here we go

Hinata was in a world of fog. She couldn’t see anything, but she heard the sounds of a battle far away. She tried her byakugan, but found the world just as misty as before. “That won’t work here, cool trick though. Let me show you one of my tricks.”

Hinata shot up from her slumber in a cold sweat. She looked around her, no mist, no foreign ninja, just naruto drooling onto his pillow and making unintelligible murmurs in his sleep. What was the meaning of the dream, it was so vivid. The mist felt wet against her skin, the ground solid beneath her feet.

She decided to get up and explore the last few rooms of the castle that they had not yet explored. It was odd, the rooms were there on the map but were unmarked, they just appeared to be empty rooms. Curiosity usually didn’t get the better of her but she needed something to take her mind off of the dream.

Then fear began to set in, a warm mist started to fill the air. The closer she got to the unmarked rooms the less she could see in front of her, her byakugan again wouldn’t work. She walked quickly forward, feeling around with her hands, until she found a door handle.

There was no noise beyond the door, no distant battle or even the soft sound of breathing. Her heart pounded into her throat. Beads of sweat began to run down her face and into her eyes, the salty liquid stung her eyes but she was too afraid to blink.

Beyond this door could be an enemy, the enemy who mocked her in her dreams. She could be walking into her death. Her hands shook in anticipation, her legs burned with the denied instinct to run. She had to see beyond this door.

She began pulling on the handle, letting the door panel slide slowly to the side. Hot mist hit her in the face as it escaped the door, it was so thick that she almost choked in an attempt to breathe. She couldn’t cough, her fear wouldn’t give her the relief even despite the burning itch in her throat.

Then the mist cleared, she couldn’t believe her eyes.

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