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A/N: This story takes place before Naruto and Hinata's wedding.
It was a typical day in Sunagakure: the wind was blowing slightly, the sun shone down harshly, and the Fifth Kazekage was in his office doing paperwork.
'Just another typical repetitive day.' he thought, turning in his chair to look out the window.
A minute later he heard a knock at the office door, to which he responded
"Enter."
His sister Temari walked into his office wearing a simple blue kimono and he hair in two high pigtails.
"Gaara!" She exclaimed, coming to him a little worried. Alarmed, he replied, "What is it Temari?"
She calmed down with a sigh, then motioned for a Shinobi to bring in a woman. The woman was shorter than Gaara and had red hair, and she looked quite nervous.
She also looked a little disheveled, her clothes a little ripped up and there was sand in her hair and on her face.
Temari motioned toward her. "She came here alone. But she seems scared. We don't know how her clothes ended up torn like that."
Listening to the information and watching the newcomer, Gaara stood and walked over to her.
Trying not to look scary to her, he asked "What is your name? And where did you come from?"
His words were kind and soft, for he was careful not to spook her. She didn't look like a child, maybe 17 years of age or so.
She thought before answering him: "My name is Lera. I came from this village, from Suna."
Gaara looked at his sister, who had a look of worry. "She was walking around the entrance to the village, stumbling a little. Chakra swirled around her."
Shifting her eyes, Temari continued. "A group of Chuunin and I both tried to help her, but we couldn't get near her."
Sighing and folding his arms, the Kazekage closed his eyes. After a minute, he opened them again.
Temari kept wondering how he would handle this situation.
~~End~~