I wrote this awhile back in the Naruto rpg. But since I haven't written any short stories in a while, I figured this might count. Enjoy

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"Pssst, Ayane, there's one!" The masked sound ninja whispered to his partner in crime. Ayane was smaller and bulkier, with a long katana over his shoulder. He looked over at his partner, "Quiet Keino" He hissed through his mask. They were looking down at a young ninja. Unfortunately for them, they were looking down at a particularly fearsome genin from the land of sand. The two shinobi in the trees were planning on jumping the younger ninja, and stealing anything that he had at the time. It was dusk, and the young genin was perched on the roof of a building, his head hung low. The two ninja didn't even think about pondering over just what this young shinobi was doing so late at night. It was an eerie sight to look at, the young genin holding his forehead, and the moon seemingly shining right on him. Of course the two idiot thieves were too stupid to notice the ominous warning, and began to sneak up on the genin from behind him.

They jumped out of their trees swiftly, and landed on the building across from him. Then snuck around and jumped across to the genins position. The dumber meathead of the two, Keino, unsheathed his hook-like weapon, and walked over quietly to the genin. Ayane stayed back covering his position. The plan was to slit the genin's throat, take his things, and run. Ayane was looking forward to finding out what was in that giant gourd on his back. The second unfortunate thing to happen to them that night was that Ayane was going to get his wish.

Keino said in a deep dumb voice, "End-Game Kid" and swung his scythe right down on the genin. But miraculously, the hook stopped short.
"?" Keino expressed as he looked down at the obstacle. Sand. Sand had shot from the gourd and caught the thief's weapon. The boy turned around, his eyes practically lighting up.

Ayane stayed behind in the corner, peering at the horrific sight, betaken by fear. He saw an amazing sight, the sand formed into a hand, and spun Kein's weapon around and stabbed him in the chest. Keino yelled a terrible scream, but the sand wrapping around his entire body quickly muffled it. Ayane's jaw dropped and he saw the boy bring his hand out toward Keino, and squeeze. The sand imploded and Keino's blood painted the rooftop. Ayane screamed, and turned around to run. He thought he hadn’t been spotted, but was wrong. He jumped off the rooftop, but was grabbed on his ankle by something rough. It swung him down and he hit the bricks on the wall, his face busting open with blood. He was pulled up half-screaming, half-crying, and looked into the eyes of his murderer. The boy had piercing green eyes that were surrounded by black rings. The blood-red hair blew in the night wind. But the most frightening thing on the boy's body, was the red kanji on his temple.

"Love?" Ayane asked through a cracked voice. Then his vision died out as the sand squeezed him into nothingness.

"Yes." Sabaku No Gaara said.