okay so this chapter is going to contain some background on Juliana's relation with the Sand siblings because there were some funny things i was able to do with that so thats why its there. becuas of some little funny bits.
I kept loosing track of time here. At some point I made friends with a few of Naruto's friends. Naruto wouldn't leave me alone. His quesitons kept comming. I felt like some kind of a freak show. At some point someone dared Sakura to ask me what happened to my parents. We were in the woods when she asked.
Thankfully Zetsu was pretty much my babysitter now and he scared the lving shit out of everyone there when he made one of the trees come to life. We alll ran out of there scared out of our wits after it bit Sakura. That drew the attention away from me completly.
When we got Sakura to the Hokage Shizune nearly had a heart attack and started paniking. Tsunade glared at the wound suspicously.
"How did this happen?"
Ino told her everything.
Tsunade's face contorted and then she started sending out the AMBU.
Kakashi told us it was nothing to worrry about.
"Then why are the AMBU involved?" i don't know why I said that.
Everyone was thinking among the same lines.
The Village was in chaos. AMBU were deployed everywhere. I swear it was as if everyone had thier own personal AMBU bodyguard.
The AMBU had to stop after a while because apparently the Chunin exams were comming up. This was going to be one hell of a shocker to all of us. Everyone showed up the same day.
Gara, Temair, and Kankuro were the first ones I spotted. I already knew them as well as the ones from the Sound Village due to the fact that they had some kind of an allience with the Akatsuki. I was already friends with those three but for the sake of my cover I had to pretend to make friends with them all over again.
Naruto was suspicious of this and a few of the others found it weird until Hinata gave them hell over it. She gave it a better angle than I could have. She went with the 'poor lonley orphan in an alien Village with no friends finally makes friendsa and now you hate her for it.' approach. It worked.
Things were moving fast.
Of cours I didn't compete in the exams seeing as everyone thought I had no Chakra. The only people that knew I even had Chakra let alone a Bloodline were Sasuke, the sand siblings, the team from the sound, and thier mentors, thankfully they weren't going to tell anyone least they jepordize thier allience with the Akatsuki. I won't deny that it was weird to pretend not to know them. Tension grew because no one knew how long they were supposed to pretend not to know me. This was especially hard for Garaa becuase I annoyed the demon within him. The Shukaku hated me and tended to withdraw from Garaa's mind when I was around. We'd spent a lot of time together but those times had stopped at some point though the bonds we'd formed were still there. I spent a lot of time with the sand siblings due to the fact that since I annoyed the One Tails it allowed Garaa to gain back some control over his mind and body. He could cope with it well on his own but a little help wouldn't hurt him. No one saw that as weird.
I started spending more time with them because it was safer for me. I didn't want to become attached to this Village. My loyalties lay with the Akatsuki. I never slept well here and I took to walking around in the woods a lot as a result of that. Garaa didn't sleep because he feared the Demon inside him. Hate me for this, but like everyone else, I also feared the monster within him. Unlike the others, I had seen the good side of him becuas i'd hung around with him for so long. At first he'd pushed me away. He didn't want to end up hurting me. Well, it had happened. He'd nearly killed me more than once, but for some reason our freindship bloomed despite that. it was because i'd tried so hard to break through to him that. Our bond was weird there was no gettng past that one. Since Garaa had never actually been injured yet, he had this bizzare fascination with pain and what it was supposed to feel like.
Frankly, neither one of us had been givin anyhting close to a normal childhood. I guess thats why we were friends. The other really had no one else to turn to.
We spent to whole night talking. Just sitting there on the roof under the pale moon.
We weren't friends, no, but it was close enough.
At some point in the night it got freakishly cold. I had to go back indoors. It pained me to do so. I must have told Garaa a million times it was because it was cold outside and not because of him. I didn't know what he thought of what i'd said. I didn't venture in his mind to find out.
Temari was standing outside practically glaring at me. We both walked into the woods in agreement. Neither one of us wanted Garaa to know about this.
"How can you stand being with him?" She demanded.
I didn't answer.
"Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
"Whats that supposed to mean?"
"You openly dissagree with him!" she yelled.
"So? Its not like i'll agree with him all the time! Even you don't and your his sister!"
"He'll kill you!"
I was going to say 'he hasn't hurt me' but that lie trapped itself in my throat. He had hurt me. But never on purpose.
"Its not his fault." My voice was weak. The defense was even weaker.
Temari laughed. "He's almost killed you more than once."
The words stung.
"Its not his fault." i repeated.
Temari smirked and rolled her black eyes. She walked away.
I wanted to scream at her because she never even tried to understand her brother. She feared him and saw him as a monster. I saw him as a person. That was something she couldn't understand.
I went back to the roof.
Garaa's green eyes watched me. He knew I feared him, there was no hiding that one, but he was my friend. I'd tried harder than anyone ever had to break throough to him and become his friend. Even though Garaa pushed me away sometimes, even though he was cold to me sometimes, even though I somtimes got hurt, he was trying. He was. I knew from the start that I couldn't ask him to give me a normal bond of friendship. That was just asking to much. I didn't ask that of him. You couldn't ask the impossible of someone.
We sat there in silence. Neither one of us said anyhting. We didn't have to. A freindship that only existed with words wasn't a friendship. Friendship was something that happened on the inside that couldn't be measured.
As far as my bonds with the three sand siblings went, I had the strongest one with Garaa, then Kankuro, and I wasn't even going to try and delude myself into thinking that I had a bond with Temari.
I stayed the whole night on the roof with Garaa. After that he invited me into the house for breakfast. The others had already eaten. I didn't eat, that would have beeen awkward. Instead I asked Kankuro how his Puppets were going. His face lit up and he practically dragged me to his room to show me. I kenw a lot about the art of the Puppet Masters due to Sasori and that had been what sparked my friendship with Kankuro. He showed me his Puppets and the new moves he'd come up with.
Temari and Garaa stood there watching us. One of the few things those two could agree on: Kankuro and Juliana's obsession with the puppets was weird.
Its not my fault I was stuck in the same lair as Sasori. I'd had nothing to do and watching him make Puppets was a decent way to kill a few hours.
Kankuro had a dislike for children that had been there for as long as I could remember yet for some reason i was 'tolerable' as he put it. I knew it was because Garaa was younger than him, yet Garaa was pretty much the one that was in charge out of these three. All of us knew it was because of Garaa but no one ever said it aloud. I watched as Kankuro dissasembled one of the Puppets then put it back together again. We acted like morons. He put one some stupid puppet show where some random peices of wood acted out some movie I hadn't seen. I was cracking up for no reason and Kankuro ended up laughing as well.
He was jelous of me becuase i got to be in the same 'house' as Sasori himself. I'd teased and given him hell with this for as long as any of us coudl remember.
"Hey," Kankuro said, "remember that time I dared you to steal one of Sasori's Puppets?"
The memory always illicited a weird reaction from us. We'd go deatly pale for about two minutes then crack up laughing then go pale again when we remembered how pissed Sasori was at us after that.
I coudln't stop the smile that ripped across my face when I spotted the little block of wood. I'd stole a random peice of wood from Sasori's workshop-who said he ever had to know?-and told Kankuro that Sasori had originally planned for it to be part of Crow-one of both Saosi and Kankuro's favorite puppets-and since then he'd treated the thing like it was sacred. i wondered what would happen if I told him the truth about it.