A DANCE WITH A SANDMAN
Summary: He was a demon of sand; she was an outcast of Mist. He was hated yet feared; she was loved yet alone. Most of all, she was a dancer; he a demon. This is a story, of happiness and trust, sadness and betrayal, truce and love, war and hate, between a girl, and a sandman
Pairing: GaaraOC
Note: Gaara is 18 years old in this fic and he's the Kazekage of Sand.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! This will be the only time I will say this. I only own my OCs, and the plotline.
Black Roses666: This is my very first Naruto fic! I hope you guys will like it! Also, if you like Shaman King, I have 3 stories. Thanks!
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First Dance:Pity
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When an average, ordinary person steps into the desert, the only thing one can think about is that they would die, but one day, a female purposely ran into the sand filled area with an unconscious male in her arms. She passed nothing but sand, not even stopping for a rest.
If someone saw her, that someone would think she's crazy, but she isn't just going through the deserted plane to commit suicide. No, she's going to a certain village in the middle of the desert…
That's right, the Hidden Village of Sand…
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The Hidden Village of Sand, found in the middle of a deserted area, is the home of one of the most feared ninjas ever known.
Gaara of the sand, a.k.a. the new Kazekage of Sand, walked around the village to see if everything is in order.
He crossed his arms, once again revealing his reserved nature, and looked beyond the entrance of the village. He saw a female run through the desert, heavily sweating under the sun, her skin slightly tanned. She seemed to be carrying another body in her arms as she came closer and closer to the village.
One of the guards questioned, "Kazekage-sama, should we allow her to enter?" Gaara waved him off and took a few steps out of the village, as to say that he would take care of it himself. The guard understood and walked back to his assigned post.
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A small smile formed on the girl's lips the moment she saw the village she was running for. The Hidden Village of Sand was just a few feet away. She started to run faster, ignoring the pain she was enduring. She kept her eyes on the entrance…and saw a red-head she feared to meet from the beginning of her journey…Gaara…
Nevertheless, she had to push it all aside. Even though meeting Gaara was like meeting the devil himself, she would have to try her best and act as if Gaara didn't have that murderous, evil demon within him…which was a stunt many tried, but few lived afterwards.
Her running turned into walking as she came closer to face the Kazekage of Sand. As soon she was only two feet away from him, she fell to her knees and bowed her head as a sign of respect.
"Please, she spoke as she held out the boy in her arms, "my little brother is terribly ill. The only medicine that could cure him can only be found here…"
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Gaara's expressionless eyes stared at the girl, as if to say that he needs time to think. He noticed the sky blue hat she wore, well, mostly what was fastened onto it. It was a silver piece of metal, which clearly showed the symbol of Mist…
"You ran here…from Mist?" he asked, keeping his emotionless tone but he would be lying if he said he wasn't shocked.
Sand and Mist are VERY far from each other and it would be suicide if someone were to run that distance.
The girl merely nodded and kept herself from having any eye contact with the sand master, who in fact was looking at the pale boy.
Gaara hesitated for a moment but signaled one of the guards to take the boy to the hospital. The guard obeyed, like how a dog obeys his master, and took the boy from the girl's arms.
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The girl stayed, kneeling in front of Gaara, and looked around at the golden sand. Gaara kept his arms crossed in front of her, probably waiting for her to talk, but as he stared at her, it was only then that he noticed her features:
Her dark blue hair reached only inches past her shoulders; her closed, gray vest covered her pink shirt underneath but revealed the ripped sleeves; her dark mini skirt decorated with multi-colored beads and light blue pants under; and finally, her light blue eyes.
The red head closed his eyes, and involuntarily asked, "What is your name?" The bluenette took a breath before looking up at him to show respect. "Olha Livarte." She spoke softly, as if a loud tone would trigger Gaara to kill her.
To her relief Gaara just nodded in acknowledgement. He didn't even bother to say his name for he knew that he was well known around the different villages. He also knew that -- judging by the girl's last name -- she was the daughter of the Mizukage of Mist.
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A cold breeze passed the two. Olha stood, but stumbled the moment she placed her weight on her feet considering the fact that it was only then she realized how painful her feet were. She regained her balance quickly, almost like a reflex.
She bowed to Gaara, once again avoiding his green orbs, and spoke, "Could I…see my brother…?" Her voice was still soft and timid, yet loud enough for Gaara to hear. He slightly nodded and said a simple "fine" before he turned his back to signal Olha to follow him.
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Olha's eyes wandered around the Village of Sand as she followed Gaara through the crowds. No one dared to bump him so they end up hitting Olha instead, but she really didn't seem to mind at all.
Even though there was a lot of noise on the streets, Gaara didn't fail to hear Olha's soft grunts of pain. He recognized it very well. He knew it was obviously from her feet. She ran from Mist to Sand so it HAD to hurt.
"You better get your feet treated once we've reached the hospital…" he spoke once Olha arrived at earshot. She almost jumped at the sound of his voice but nodded obediently.
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Olha sat beside her brother, who, unlike Olha, had light blue hair. She wouldn't keep her eyes off him. She just stared at him like an eagle watching her prey, not even minding the stinging pain of the medicine one of the nurses was putting on her feet to heal the wounds.
Gaara, on the other hand, left the hospital as soon as Olha sat beside her brother. The very first thing he did was to ask Temari to find Olha's background, just so that he would know if she had the audacity to become a threat to the Sand Village.
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Temari gave the information to Gaara at sunset. It turns out, Olha really is the daughter of the Mizukage of Mist and a part of the Livarte Clan. She's 17 years old. Her mother though isn't a ninja. Her brother is 10 years old. His name's Ur. It also says as extra information that her name, if translated, means 'flute of the wind'.
Gaara looked through it over and over again before setting it aside and watched the sun go down with it's orange glow behind the sand dunes…
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Black Roses666: And that ends the first chapter of my story. Now you've met two of the OCs. Don't worry, the story line will get more…interesting after a while so just wait! NOW IT'S YOUR PART! If you review, I'll update. Do we have a deal? Okay! Please review! I'll also do some reviewer replies so that I could answer your questions and stuff.