[Open] Happy Birthday! Now have some thunder and snow...

[bitty_hellraiser]

He had heard about the mystical elements called thunder and snow before, but this was his first time seeing it.

And he was sorely unprepared.

None of the buildings around him looked like the ones in Suna. Gaara walked down the path with hesitant steps, while skittishly looking every which way. Clasped within his two small hands was the arm of a teddy bear, clutched tightly to his chest. Every time there was a loud crash of thunder, he jumped, and so did his sand. One particularly loud clap close by shot panic into the young boy, and he immediately bolted for the nearest shelter.

Gaara huddled in the dark corner, peeking out every so often at the tumultuous sky. A small whimper escaped, and he quickly covered his mouth. He couldn’t be scared. He had to be strong! What if Father was watching him from somewhere? Maybe this was a test, to see how brave he could be.

It was getting cold, even colder than desert nights. He tugged the tunic closer around his body and drew his knees up, hiding his face behind them.

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Gah how did I not see this sooner?

[stillpure]

It was the red that got his attention, and he moved in that direction, staying close to the buildings as he made his way closer. He knew he'd hear all about it when he got back home, but he'd been bored, so... he was out int his weather, all bundled up.

Which isn't what he could say for the kid he'd just found. "Hey, hey you okay?"

*is a ninja* :D

[bitty_hellraiser]

"Huh?"

Gaara looked up, surprised to hear someone talking to him. He didn't recognize the other boy. Was he an ally or enemy? Better to be careful, just in case.

"Um..." he thought about how his father would want him to answer, like not giving away any weaknesses. "I'm waiting for the snow to stop..."

Ninjaaa

[stillpure]

"You're new, aren't you?" He blinked, then scooted closer, giving him a smile. "You look kinda cold."

[bitty_hellraiser]

"New?" He repeated, sounding confused. "What village is this?"

He pointed outside at the falling flakes. "It's cold outside... and wet too. This must be what rain feels like..."

[stillpure]

"Nooo, rain can be warm too." He shook his head at once and scooted in until he was right next to the smaller boy. "This is Michi no Sato. It's not anywhere near home though, no matter where you're from. Um... There might not be people here you know. I'm Itachi."

[bitty_hellraiser]

"Huh? Micho no Sato...?" His head cocked to the side a little. "I've never heard of that place..."

Gaara blinked, and glanced at the other boy with a frown of confusion. This was strange... no one except Father and Yashamaru ever came near him. He was definitely not from Suna.

"I'm sure Father is here..." Hopefully, Yashamaru too. "Um... I'm Gaara."

[stillpure]

"Gaara. Nice to meet you! I don't know, who is your dad? Mom knows most of the nin in the village so if he is one she'd know most likely!"

[bitty_hellraiser]

“R-really?” He blurted out without thinking, then looked embarrassed. Did this boy – Itachi – mean what he said?

“Father is our Kazekage,” he replied with pride, “He takes care of everyone in the Sand Village.”

[stillpure]

"Oh! I haven't seen any Sand shinobi around at all yet! And I think I would've heard if there was another Kage around. I mean. I've seen one, but he's not Kage to the people from other timelines so I don't think people count him." He offered him his hand. "Come on."

Drops nee-san in

[windscythe]

Temari had to hurry back to the in. It looked like there will be a hell of a storm tonight and she didn't want to be caught in one. She had bag with tea and some other supplies (like first aid and stuff like that) under her arm as she dashed down the street.

A whimper stopped her in tracks and she glanced around. It sounded... like a child. Maybe she was hearing things?
The one last squint into the dark got her eyes widen- that was- it was-

"G-Gaara?"

Nee-saaaaaaaaaaaaan~

[bitty_hellraiser]

Someone was calling him! He lifted his head and peeked out into the snow, and caught sight of blonde hair.

“Yashamaru?” He immediately got up to his feet, scrambling to run over to his uncle’s side.

When he was a few steps away, he realized it wasn’t Yashamaru after all. Hesitantly, Gaara started backing away, clutching tightly onto his teddy bear to feel some sense of protection. Who was this strange lady that apparently knew him? He didn’t recognize her, and it was too dark and elevated for him to see the back of her head.

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[windscythe]

Okay, she was supposed to be used to meeting all kind of people, dead, revived, zombies and very, very young ones. She didn't expect she will meet little Gaara.

She crouched, not moving towards him- she didn't want to frighten him even more.
"No Gaara, it's me, Temari." She slowly outstretched arms towards him, beckoning him to come closer:"Don't worry. It's only me, nee-san."