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Moons of Red Chapter 13

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Charlie was still unconscious in the hospital. It had been three days since the ninja had found them and the Kazekage had only agreed to help them in exchange for Tifa becoming a Suna Nin. If a person survived like she did in the Desert, then that person was incredibly fit and with amazing levels of stamina and endurance in general.

Tifa knew that her training and generally being part of the Foreign Legion helped a lot. But her feats were nearly impossible, now that she thought about it. She should've been dead. Dragging a young girl in her early teens and a ton of heavy luggage which for some reason she had convinced herself would be needed was an incredible, impossible feat. Even for a person like her.

Currently she was waiting for the Kazekage to show him what she was capable. Now, speaking of the Kazekage…he was DAMN hot. In her kind of way hot. Ruggedy hot. It was a hot day in Suna, something usual. And Tifa had managed to gain a healthy, very dark tan. And with her light colored eyes and white hair she looked extremely exotic.

The Kazekage finally arrived, with an entourage of two ANBU, she guessed by their masks. Her own entourage consisted of her bag of weapons and a Jounin woman who was keeping a weary eye on her.

"You told me you had some kind of a weapon that would interest me."

"I God damn do." She spoke curse words as casually as saying the sun is in the sky, and the sky is blue. The Kazekage was already used to it, even if it was annoying. It was hard to teach her out if it anyways, spending probably half her life with men as rugged and scary as her.

While traveling with Charlie, Tifa had found out something very interesting. She had absolutely no bullets. How did she find out?

They were attacked by a bunch of thieves at the only oasis they came across. Charlie was unconscious since, having hit her head hard on the ground. As she had started showing off her sharpshooting prowess and the men were dead within minutes. You see, Tifa was aggressive in any sense of the world. She was like a Grizzly mother bear. Hence why she was merely trying to knock them out. When they hit Charlie, however, she lost it, wiping them out, all 25 of them, in less than 15 seconds with her twin Magnum Guns.

And that was when she found out her bullets were made of chakra. They were white, with blue and white whisps about them. She also found out there and then that she was immortal in a way similar to Hidan. It had taken her the kunai stuck in her heart to realize that.

Only she knew that so far, so she decided to keep it to herself as much as she could.

Back to the point. The Kazekage gave her a signal to start. Not millisecond later one (they were two, though) gun shot could be heard. The Kage had seen only a flash of blueish white twin bullets.

There was a smug, arrogant smirk playing on her lips, and there were two smoking holes in the heads of the two dummies she had as targets.

The Kazekage's eyes widened. She was so fast. And she wasn't even a ninja! Her chakra was by no means trained. And no wonder- she didn't need it. Whatever these weapons were, only she could use them, as any other ninja got no result despite the detailed explanation on how to shoot with a gun.

She was pretty damn good. And she would have been a threat to the village had it not been for the red haired girl that was being taken care of in the hospital. She was not in a coma by any means. Just unconscious. It was kind of strange.

This Tifa girl… she was so strange. She had a rather morbid sense of humor, but most of his ninja enjoyed her gory jokes. Probably because they've seen things like that. And her jokes were funny, because they were true. And they wouldn't be funny if they weren't true.

On with the story. The woman had no fear of anything. She glared at everything with a measuring looks. She was very intimidating and despite how exotic she looked, she could easily befit a Suna Kunoichi…. Or more like ninja, due to her scary character.

The Kazekage's mansion was close to the hospital, and that was why she was now living with him and his three kids. Temari and her hit it off almost immediately, Kankuro seemed scared of her, even if he did not show it (the Kazekage knew him too well) and Gaara…

He had absolutely no idea what was going about in that demon filled head of his. The moment they made eye contact, the temperature in the room had dropped by 70 degrees the least. It was a staring contest, which, in other circumstances, would have been extremely hilarious. The two were staring unblinkingly at each other and battling for dominance. At the end, Tifa merely smirked and blinked a few times, completely ignoring Gaara. He generally did the same. Their battle of dominance was going to be continued another time. For now, they were equals.

Having seen their extremely interesting reaction to each other, the Kazekage could not help but be even more intrigued by the exotic woman which now resided in his house. Despite all the intimidation, she possessed a strange type of handsomeness he had never seen before. It was both in her pose and physique, and it was in her beautiful stern light hazel eyes. He didn't even want to admit to himself that he felt attracted to her, the way a wolf was attracted to an alpha female. And that was what she was. One crazy scary bitch.

As she casually sat down on the chair on his right side, the left being taken by his only daughter, Temari, he could not help but notice how at ease she was. She had a brush with death and she was shaking it of like a soft spring breeze. He had not realized he was staring at her for whole 15 minutes in which she ate in complete and utter silence, perfectly content. Temari had casually poked Kankuro and then proceeded giving looks towards their father until Kankuro got the hint.

He had merely grinned deviously, and his father hadn't noticed, by the way, and then continued with his lunch. He liked the new chick even if she was a crazy scary bitch. And she was so far nice with him and Temari. His only real concern was that she would just randomly snap and kill them all…great… that made Gaara and her two things to be piss scared before going to sleep.

Their first lunch together was not as awkward, and the Kazekage's kids were not present. Which in Temari's and Kankuro's head was a sign that their father had purposely sent them training in the grounds furthest of home, in order to make them eat outside.

That lunch he had managed a casual small talk, in which he had learned only that she enjoyed the food cooked here and that the desert climate, despite being so harsh, was to her liking. She also expressed her hopes that Charlie would like the climate as well, as she had no one else but her here to take care of her.

Like every other Alpha female bitch, Tifa also had a mother hen side, as she constantly talked about how she was worried if Charlie would like this and that. If fact, the Kazekage was surprised that the kid wasn't even related to her by blood. And he also was quite satisfied to hear on a subconscious level that she would be the same for any child.

She also reminded him of his long late wife Karura. But only slightly.

Right now, it was right after her little show of gun slinging prowess that he had taken her to a private dinner, in order to learn more about her. Her choice of food, as usual, was practical and heavy on calories, which she easily burned. She also seemed slightly exhausted, for, as he found out, the bullets were made of condensed chakra balls. That also added up to her appetite.

"Nice little place, this one." She casually started, for the first time initiating an actual conversation between the two.

"Indeed, it is the best restaurant in Suna."

There was silence once again.

"I was hoping to discuss your future here in the village."

"I am all ears."

"You seem reliable but trusting you for now is out of the question. It is a possibility that you would use your unique abilities against Suna once Char-Lee is safe again."

Tifa promptly left her fork in her plate. He assumed she was traitorous.

"I am a woman of my honor…Kazekage-sama." She said slowly, and in a steely, cold voice. " I follow a strict Code of Honor, sir."

There was a small pause in which she drew her breath and started quoting, not for a moment breaking eye contact, with that stern glare of hers:

"Legionnaire, you are a volunteer serving France with "Honor and Fidelity".

"Every legionnaire is your brother-in-arms, regardless of his nationality, race, or religion. You will demonstrate this by strict solidarity which must always unite members of the same family."

"Respect of traditions, devotion to your leaders, discipline and comradeship are your strengths, courage and loyalty your virtues."

"Proud of your status as Legionnaire, you display this in your uniform, which is always impeccable, your behavior always dignified but modest, your living quarters always clean."

"An elite soldier, you will train rigorously, you will maintain your weapon as your most precious possession; you are constantly concerned with your physical form."

"A mission is sacred, you will carry it out until the end respecting laws, customs of war, international conventions and, if necessary, at a risk of your life."

"In combat, you will act without passion and without hate, you will respect the vanquished enemy, you will never abandon your dead or wounded, nor surrender your arms."

Wow. He had to admit to himself he was impressed. Every word she spoke came not only from her mouth, but from her heart and her soul. And she was not even ninja! It was obvious by the way she carried her stem. She was in no way subtle, but she was cunning, calculating, always prepared.

Her so called "code of honor" was almost the same as the code of the ninja. Only it was more virtuous than the way ninjas were. She was a sort of perfect soldier…

"Are you a Samurai of some sort?"

"No, I am a Corporal of the French Foreign Legion. This means I have served for 6 years in the Legion. And prior to that I have been a soldier for the most of my life."

"I see. You have gone rigorous training. Or so you appear. Still, once you start training as ninja all will be clear. As you have noticed I haven't asked any questions concerning where you come from. This… America and Europe you speak of are not continents that I am aware of. You are not lying but that does not mean I would be at ease with you about."

"Do as you wish. You are the Kazekage." She said curtly.

"Hn."

"As you may have guessed…my youngest son in a dangerous, and sadly, unstable weapon. With your appearance here however, you can turn into a valuable asset to our village. I am looking forward to your future service as one of our ninja." He smirked.

"The boy is like me. I don't see why he can not be as much a valuable asset as I am."

"You do not know him."

"He has my eyes behind all the hatred and blood thirst."

"I fail to see that. He is but a monster."

"And I am but a soldier."

With that the professional aspect of their conversation was finished. They were back to random small talk, a.k.a. Zero. And he had lost some brownie points in her eyes.

And of course, one had to add a few words about Charlie. She was in her own little world, speaking to a very sexy looking one tailed raccoon demon chick in the darkest parts of her brain. They were having a deep and thorough conversation, and by the looks of things, the little red head, had forgotten to wake up.
Chapter 13
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