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Being nearly cut by a piece of paper was certainly not the way that Temari had wanted to start her morning.

She snatched the scrap with a curse as she attempted to heal the painful slice in her cheek with what little medical training she had. Scowling, she stared at the words, balled it up and threw it down.

'She would have loved you.'

As if she didn't wonder about that every day, but some things were more important than the love of a mother, right?

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She'd only walked out of her rooms and ended up in some strange village. It was most decidedly not the home of the Kazekage, where she had been just two seconds before.

Temari was already tired. She'd just spent time watching over Kankurou after he'd been poisoned and then she'd gone to retrieve Gaara and bring him back to Sunagakure. She just wanted to sleep. Surely the fates weren't that cruel, where they? At least she had her tessen with her.

With an annoyed sigh, she started walking into the village proper, determined to find out what was going on and how she could go the hell home!

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"What... the... hell...?"

Temari stared at all the snow in front of her, then turned to stare at the forest behind her. Didn't she just leave Konoha? And wasn't she supposed to enter desert and not snow country?
It was impossible that she had gotten the wrong road. She knew it like the back of her hand. So why did she ended up here!?
She shuddered a bit, rubbing her hands to warm them up. She reached out in her backpack and took coat that she used when she gets in middle of sandstorm. It's not much, but it will have to do for now.

"What the heck is going on here?" she growled as she made her way through high snow towards the small village she could see in the distance. She could get some information there.

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One Long Mission, the Naruto dressing room.

January 2014

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