Three Fangirls VS. the Naruto World (Naruto Fanfic)

Becoming Sand Ninja Part 2!

Ari's POV

Was I pissed off that Temari only chose to train with me because Gaara scared the hell out of her? Why yes, yes I was. But my bad temper was quickly outmatched when it came face to face with my devious smile as Vi and I mocked Ari for her love of Gaara (that she would never admit to).

Temari gave me a long explanation about chakra and what not... that I didn't really listen to. I remembered what Sakura said to Naruto and Sasuke when they were doing their tree climbing excercises in the Land of Waves.

Oh Zabuza! Haku! Why'd you have to die?!?

Anyway, Temari decided to test me on chakra control by having me climb the Village wall that the training ground bordered. I saw her smirking to herself as I stepped up to the wall; she obviously thought I wasn't going to have much luck. Well, I would show her!

I placed my hands in the Sign she taight me, trying to focus my chakra. Surprisingly, I felt it flare to life, flowing like blood throughout my body, charging me with energy. I seriously thought I was going to pull a Rock Lee there for a second and have absolutely no chakra. But I smiled to myself as I attempted to gather the chakra in the soles of my feet. I took a running start, leapt at the wall.... and promptly fell back on my ass after scrabbling for a few seconds.

Temari laughed so hard, I thought she was going to have an aneurism (whatever that is; didn't know then, don't know now).

I growled out a curse and climbed to my feet, dusting off my backside. I had just gotten these clothes too, and look what Temari had made me do!

"Not enough chakra," Temari noted, after she finally caught her breath. I sighed. So instead of pulling a Rock Lee, I pulled a Naruto. Lovely.

Determined to redeem myself, I once again placed my hands together in a Sign. This wall was going down.









Scarlette's POV

Gaara explained nothing to me. He demonstrated nothing. He said nothing. He left me to my own devices, and watched from several feet away as I sat cross-legged in the sand, trying to gather my chakra. Thankfully, I'd discovered that I did in fact possess chakra. That would have been absolutely humiliating if it had been otherwise.

I faintly heard Ari cursing as she, yet again, attempted to scale the Village wall. I supposed she felt very much like Naruto during that time, and I felt bad for her.

I didn't want to test any jutsu yet, seeing as how I knew none was was fairly confident that I would fail with any that were taught to me. Ari and Violet would rush into things, and I knew that, but I wasn't them. I thought out my actions and words before executing them. Which is why I sat for five minutes in silence, mentally debating with myself over a somewhat distressing point. Eventually, I sighed and picked myself up. With a subtly glance at the ever-watching Gaara, I made my over to one of the straw dummies that had been scattered around the grounds.

I reached into my weapons pouch and pulled out a handful of shuriken. I fitted them between my fingers like I'd seen done on the show and tapped them against my thigh as I surveyed the target in front of me. About fifteen feet away, and unmoving. Surely it wouldn't be hard to hit that with even one shuriken, right? I answered my own question with a shake of the head: All three weapons sailed right past the dummy.

I tried a kunai next, trying a different stance and throwing pattern. To my honest surprise, I nailed the dummy in the stomach, exploding straw all around the ground.

From somewhere behind me, I heard Violet whistle in appreciation, then get scolded by Kankuro for slacking off.

It wasn't long until I got the hang of kunai and shuriken-throwing. I wasn't great, but at the very least I could defend myself. I walked up to the dummy and began the arduous process of retreiving all my scattered projectiles. I turned around, spotting one last kunai, shining in the harsh desert sun, and bent down to pick it up. A tendril of sand snaked around the handle and lifted it into my partially outstretched hand. I blinked uncomprehendingly, until the owner of the sand appeared in front of me.

"Thank you," I said, waving the kunai slightly before tucking it back into my weapons pouch. Gaara said nothing, a trait that set my nerves on edge, and stared at me for a few long, torturous moments, his arms folded neatly across his narrow chest.

Guessing he wasn't planning to say anything, I again placed myself in front of a dummy, intent on working on Taijutsu. As kids, my sisters and I were actually avid sports fans. Even Violet and myself, though most people thought it odd whenever we announced we played on the same soccer team as Ari. Of course, Ari was the star among us, excelling in as many sports as she could take on at a time. But her favorite, at least before her teen years, was gymnastics. I had a feeling Ari would be the one to pick up Taijutsu the fastest, and I was hoping to not be outdone by much.

Taking a deep breath, I took up a stance that I also picked up from the show, and launched a kick at the dummy's neck. I fell short, but only by a few inches, smashing my ankle into its shoulder. I lowered my leg, slightly in awe. I hadn't been expecting to even lift my leg that high, as I had never been a very flexible person. I grinned slightly and continued to bash the dummy with kick after kick, moving into a comforting rhythm I assumed Rock Lee used very often.









Violet's POV

Ari was still struggling to even make it part way up the wall. I winced as she crashed back down onto her back; that time she'd run about fifteen or sixteen feet straight up before she inadvertedly kicked off and lost her footing.

Scar was busy demolishing one of the straw dummies, grinning more wildly than I'd ever seen her while doing so. She was enjoying herself! Aw, my sis found something she loved! Besides Gaara!

And I was doing pretty good too. Chakra was easy in my opinion; it didn't take long for me find out I could use it, which caused to me to randomly squeal and tackle Kankuro in a hug.

He really didn't like my hugs.... Sad face....

"Are we going to do taijutsu like Scarlette?" I asked, pointing to my raven-haired sister. Kankuro followed my pointing finger and he raised a brow. Possibly because Gaara wasn't doing anything besides staring at my sister creepily. And hadn't killed her yet.

"Nah," he said when he turned back to me. "We'll do that later. I guess we'll do some simple jutsu first."

"Temari said we'd do those after learning basics and taijutsu," I pointed out with a childish pout. He scowled and shook his head, muttering something about being left with the worst sister.

"I'm not Temari, now am I?" he asked, fighting to remain calm.

"If you were Temari, it'd be a sad day for Shikamaru..." I mumbled under my breath, hiding a smile. Kankuro's eye twitched and he sighed again. Not because he heard me, but because I wasn't being serious.

Well poo. I'd upset him again.

"I like your idea!" I said brightly, playing with a strand of my hair. He blinked, shook his head, then blinked again. Then he rolled his eyes and showed me the hand signs for the Clone Jutsu.

I carefully mimicked the Signs a few times, jut trying to make sure I had them memorized. Then I gathered my chakra, did the hand signs, and in a poof of smoke, a smiling me appeared next to me.

"Whoa," Kankuro breathed in shock. He hadn't be expecting me to get it on the first try.

I grinned, rocking back on my heels, very pleased with myself. My clone did the same, an identical childish smile on her face.

"AH GODDAMIN IT! I WILL BEAT THIS WALL! YOU HEAR ME, WALL?! I WILL KICK YOUR ASS!! I WILL DEMOLISH YOU!!"

I giggled at Ari's shouting; she was having so much troouuble. But Scar and I seemed to be doing well, on the bright side of life!

"Your sister..." Kankuro started, then shook his head in defeat. "I have no words for your sister."

I smiled broadly, to which he sweat dropped. "Ari's great, isn't she?" I asked, tilting my head to side cutely.

He sweat dropped again. "Ok, maybe Scarlette really is the only normal one of you."

I pouted. How mean! Then I smiled again and leaped on his back. He struggled, trying to throw me off, but I just clung tighter.

"Gah! What the hell are you doing, you brat?!" he yelled, starting to run around the training grounds in an effort to shake me.

"NEXT JUTSU!" I shouted, throwing a fist into the air with a huge smile on my face. Training's great!!









Ari's POV

"HELL YES!!" I shouted. "I DID IT!! I KICKED THIS GIANT WALL'S ASS INTO NEXT WEEK!!"

I was crouched on the wall, staring down at the ground. I'd flowed chakra into both my hands and feet, afraid I'd slip and fall. I was more than half way up the wall, but it had taken me about five hours to get there. Not that it took me five hours to walk up the wall. It just took that long for me to get the hang of this chakra control stuff.

The sun was beginning to set, and it looked beautiful from this height. And my family and "Sensei" all looked like ants. I laughed out loud at that thought, grinning like the fool I was.

"Nice job, Ari!" Vi shouted up to me, hands cupped around her mouth. "You're awesome!"

"Yeah," Scarlette agreed with a tired smile. I'd seen how hard she'd worked on Taijutsu and the kunai and all, and I was proud of her. Vi had been woking on Clone and Substitution Justu, while all I'd acomplished was scaling a wall without my hands. You know what? That's pretty epic too!

In truth, our respective teachers didn't do shit, except explain what chakra was and how to access it. Well, I guess Kankuro was actually the better Sensei, since he actually taught Vi something. Temari laughed at me the entire time, and from what I saw, the most Gaara did was hand my sister a kunai she'd been going to pick up.

Well, I was going to get Vi to teach me what she knew, and I'm sure Scar was thinking the same thing. I watched as she turned to our blonde sister and said something I couldn't make out. Vi grinned and nodded vigorously, sparkles dancing around her face.

Ah, the joys of Japanese animation.

As I was thinking, I felt my chakra beginning to slip. I yelped as my hands and feet lost their clinging power and I dropped off the wall, shrieking like a maniac for all of two seconds until I realized how freaking cool it was to fall from a height like that.

And then I remembered that I was going to turn into a very unnattractive pancake, and my screaming started up again, even louder than before.

That is, until a gust of strong wind caught me, throwing me back into the air for a moment before it slowly swept me down to the ground in one piece.

I shook my head, clearing up my slow, terror-filled thoughts. Then I looked up with wide eyes at Temari, who held her giant fan in front of her, buried a few inches into the sand. Before I could say anything, Violet crushed me in a hug that stole whatever breath I had left from screaming so loud.

"You're ok!" she cheered happily. Scar breathed an almost silent sigh of relief, looking a little weak in the knees. Man, I hadn't meant to worry them so much. I suck sometimes.

"I shouldn't have let you go so high," Temari sighed, looking down at me. She snapped her fan closed and slung it across her back, then offered me a hand. I grabbed it and she pulled both of us to our feet, with Violet still clinging to me, the biggest grin I'd ever seen stretching across her face.

"It was cool though," I said, grinning toothily. "I never thought I'd get to do something like that."

"You are all going to be so high maintenance," Kankuro said bluntly, poking me in the side of the head. I swatted his hand away, still grinning. He sweat dropped.

"You know," Temari said thoughtfully as she began to lead us back to our home. "A few more sessions, and you might be able to be real Sand Shinobi."

"With a headband and everything?!" I demanded excitedly, pointing to the metal plate attached to Kankuro's kitty hat. Temari smiled a bit and nodded.

Violet and I hugged out of sheer joy. And when Scar politely declined our offer to join in, we grabbed her and smothered her in a group hug that sent us all to the ground, laughing. The Sand Siblings didn't know what to do with us, but Temari, I think, was starting to get attached, and Kankuro maybe didn't hate us as much.

Gaara.... hadn't killed us yet. That was something!