Rogue.

Hide And Seek

"The secret side of me
I never let you see
I keep it caged but I can't control it.
So stay away from me
the beast is ugly
I feel the rage and I just can't hold it."
Monster - Skillet

I've always hated hide and seek, when I was a little girl I was never any good at it no matter what roll I had. I was always the first one to be found, and the one who took the longest to seek. I think that is why I hate it now.. the memories it brings up. When I close my eyes I can still picture that last game my siblings and I got to play together. I can feel the heat of the desert sun softly burning my skin, the sand that always stuck in my clothes carried on the wind. I can still smell the dry, chalky and slightly sweet smell of my homeland, the moistureless air still stings my taste buds. It effectively takes me back to what I still consider the worst day of my life, the day everything went wrong...

"Kairi-chan, hurry up!" Kankuro complained, throwing his voice into a shadowy corner not far from where I stood. I had already checked there, I knew he wasn't in the shadows but I still kicked a rock towards where his voice had sounded. I had kicked it so hard that it bounced off the wall and skipped over the sand, a wish that with enough force he may still feel it wherever he hid

I wanted to cry, I'd been searching for my brother and sister for well over fifteen minutes now and to a six year old this felt like years. Temari had been 'it' first, she'd found me instantly, lifting the lid of the urn I'd hid in and rolling her eyes. "You really make this too easy, you know?"

Temari was the most gifted at the game, and never remained 'it' for very long. Our father said it was because she had the will of the wind inside of her, Temari told us it whispered to her and told her where we hid. Kankuro wasn't bad either, he was always the hardest to find. Although my little brother is impatient and cannot keep his big mouth shut, he has learned to throw his voice so that you cannot tell where it came from. This new skill was purely to my dismay as that used to be the only way I could find him. 

I was the oldest out of my siblings, and I was supposed to be the heir to the village. Our village is hidden in the vast desert of the Land of Wind, it is a hot and arid place called Sunagakure. My father is Lord Rasa, the honored Fourth Kazekage, in my village that title has been passed down through my family for generations. Our family has been in power for so long that our clan name was forgotten and we are simply called the 'Kazekage Clan.' My destiny was to be Lady Kairi, Fifth Kazekage of Sunagakure, so you can see how embarrassing it is to constantly be outshined by my siblings. It was like I was carrying around pins in my heart, and every now and then they would peirce. It wasn't an easy pain to understand as a child, when all I wanted to do was make my father proud but failed at every turn.

It was another five minutes before I thought I got a clue in our game, a flash of red caught my eye. Temari was wearing a black kimono with a red belt that day, her bow had ribbons that would blow in the breeze, that's what I saw out of the corner of my eye, just a flash of red as it passed above my head. "Temari! You're not allowed to change hiding spots!" I whined, beginning to climb the wall of the building in front of me. 

At six I had barely any chakra control, everyone in my age group were leagues ahead of me. I'd even seen my younger sister focus her chakra in her feet and use it to walk up the side of a wall. I didn't have that skill, so I had to climb it the old fashioned way. One hand and one foot at a time I slowly went, climbing towards the roof I'd seen the flash of red dart onto. I was proud of myself when I reached the top, looking down at the street below as I triumphantly yelled a "AHA! Gotcha Tamari!"