Well, here's the 1st chappie of the sequel!

I DO NOT OWN NARUTO. NEVER HAVE. NEVER WILL.

So don't bug me about it. Or I will SHOOT you. And take great pleasure in doing so.

Enjoy!

Nothingness. Cold, black, nothingness. That's was it felt like to me, how it had felt for what seemed to be ages. I was floating, free, no cuts, bruises, wounds...

But something was bothering me. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but this thing was making me restless.

A quiet sound got louder and louder, an even, somehow nostalgic beep, that was rather irritating. The blackness seemed to change in quality, taking on a reddened tint.

My eyes started to flicker, and I slowly opened them, coming face to face with another face, that of a child. She had blood red hair and cerulean blue eyes, and a face shape that I faintly recognised. Blood spewed from an open wound from her stomach, and bubbled from her petal lips.

"Why didn't you protect me..?"

I tried to move, but my limbs were heavy, and felt as though they were barely there. I opened my mouth to speak to her, defend myself, but no sound came. My heart sped up as I started to panic, and suddenly the blackness around me flashed.

"Why?! Why, mother?!" she shrieked, and I tried to scream, but once again, no sound came.

-Temari's POV-

I placed the stack of files down on the desk, sighing heavily. Sakura had given them to me while I was in Konoha to give to Gaara from the Hokage, and they were damn heavy.

Gaara didn't even look up as I dumped them, continuing signing the stack he already had. He was quite efficient with his paperwork lately.

That guy Naruto was surprisingly good with it too, though I expect it was due to the retired Godaime getting on his case over it. But he was a good Hokage nonetheless, although Shikamaru frequently complained about how weird it was recieving orders from him. But then, Shikamaru complained about everything, so it was nothing new. (heehee, Shikatema? ;D)

"How was she?" I asked, and Gaara finally put down his pen, looking up at me.

"Still not awake." he frowned slightly, running a hand through his hair and leaning back. "They said it would be a few months at least."

I gave him a comforting look, "Don't worry, Gaara. I'm sure she'll be okay. I'll fill you in when I get back."

After that, I left, to go to the hospital and visit the main reason for Gaara's stress. Uzumaki Kaien.

Sister of the Hokage, and fiancée to my brother, or the Kazekage in more formal terms. She had been kidnapped by a vengeful rogue ninja (who we still hadn't found, though Gaara had ordered for anyone who matched Shikamaru and that Uchiha guy's description to be captured and delivered to him [I think Gaara wanted to deal with him himself]) about six months ago, and fell into a coma due to severe damage to several vital organs, and blood loss. They had wanted to give her a blood transfusion, but her body just pushed it back out, sending the medics into a panic. She didn't have enough blood to survive, but then... I don't know what happened exactly. The nurses and Doctors didn't quite understand it, either. Her blood levels just randomly started rising, and before we knew it, her condition was stable. Her body had righted itself.

By this point, I was at the hospital. I went to the desk, and the nurse there greeted me. "Ah, Ohayo, Temari-sama!"

"Ohayo, Yuuri-san." she fell into step beside me; I knew where I was going, I visited here a lot lately.

"The blood test results came back." she said, and I looked at her questioningly, "None of our blood samples matched hers. It seemed her blood is developing it's self... changing. Multiplying. Almost as if each blood cell has the splitting ability that blood cells shouldn't have."

We stopped outside the door to her room, and I stared at the nurse, slightly horrified. "But won't that mean-?"

"No, no, Temari-sama. It's perfectly under control. We are removing the excess blood, although it is very difficult as the blood is thicker and more viscous than usual blood. The sample is still under analysis, but..."

She trailed off, and I looked at her suspiciously. "What?"

She bit her lip, seemingly unsure of how to say it. "The sample... it appears to still be connected to her body somehow. And when we put antibodies in... it... dissolved them. Consumed them."

I nodded, swallowing my worry. "Okay. Arigatou, Yuuri-san."

She nodded and smiled, leaving quickly, and I went inside. She laid there, as usual, the beeping of the monitor steady. I went to her side, and sat down in the chair, running my hand back over my hair, my fingers tousling my fringe. She was so pale.

My eyes wandered up to the tube that was removing her blood. It was abnormally wide, obviously so the blood could be removed. Yuuri did say that her blood was unusually thick.

But what worried me, was that she had had a blood transfusion before, and it had gone fine. Sure, it was a long time ago, nearing six years, but still. So what was different between then and now?

Suddenly, Kaien started thrashing about, her arms and legs waving madly, as if fighting an invisible foe. The tubes and wires started to come loose, and the heart monitor sped up. I quickly sprang to my feet, pinning down her arms and legs, "Somebody! Nurse! Help!"

A blonde-haired nurse came rushing in, her eyes widening, then poked her head out the door and shouted, "Somebody get me a doctor! And the Kazekage, his fiancée's having a cardiac arrest!"

About three nurses rushed about, two coming in and one running off to inform Gaara. I stepped back, looking away as they did their work. Her eyes had been wide open... searching around blindly, as if she couldn't see any of us. Her mouth open and closed a few times, as though trying to scream... it was horrible.

"Quick! Remove more of the blood!" I winced, and went and stood outside as the doctor came in.

After a few minutes of waiting, the doctor came out with a smile. "She's stable... and her blood doesn't seem to be increasing any more."

I sighed in relief, going inside quickly, to see her eyes still open, but back to that calm, cerulean blue that we all knew so well.

"Oh, you gave me such a scare." I mumbled, placing my hand on her shoulder and smiling. She just stared at me in confusion, but I wasn't surprised, this all must be a little overwhelming. Who wouldn't be a little freaked after waking from a six-month coma?

"How do you feel?" I asked quietly, removing my hand and sitting down in the armchair. She regarded me apprehensively, then sat up and folded her hands in her lap. She didn't seem injured at all.

"Weird." she croaked with a rueful smile, and I chuckled. "Where am I?"

"The hospital." she shook her head slightly, seeming to process the information as she looked down at her blanket-covered legs.

"In what village?"

"Sunagakure." she frowned a little, looking at me again with confusion.

"Why am I in Suna?" before I could respond, the door swung open, and Gaara walked through it. His eyes were slightly wide, while Kaien just gawked. "And why is the Kazekage here?!"

Gaara's eyes widened once more, before they closed in a sigh, as realisation struck both of us. Kaien scooted back in the bed, ripping all of the wires and tubes out of her body frantically. "Where is Itachi?!"

At least we had a judgement on where she lost her memory up to. She clearly thought that she and that rogue ninja that died years ago now had been captured... I could see in Gaara's eyes that he was devastated, though he hid it well. "Calm down, Kaien-san. You have not been captured. This is your home."

She looked angry. "What are you talking about?! My home is with Itachi-sama and Kisame-sama! Where are they?!"

Gaara's eyes lost the conflicting emotions they held, and turned flat, dead, and I tried to catch his attention. Please don't do it... "Itachi and Kisame are dead, along with the rest of the Akatsuki. The only one that is still alive is Uchiha Madara."

Kaien gave a horrified gasp, and tears filled her eyes. I could tell Gaara was in pain at that instant; if I was, then he must be.

"No! You... you're lying! It can't be true!" but one look at Gaara's unwavering gaze (and I guess she could probably feel it in his blood too) confirmed that he wasn't. She dropped her head into her arms, pulling her legs to her chest. "You're lying..."

I could feel her sobs shaking her bed, and Gaara stood for a minute, before bringing a hand to his face and running it through his hair. "Temari... look after her."

I'm not sure what that job entailed exactly, but... I knew that my little brother was in pain. So I would do as he said, no questions asked.

I gave him a silent nod, and rubbed her back, while he quickly left, along with his two shinobi guards.

(a/n- that must have been a major awkward turtle!!)

After a while, she stopped crying, just hiccupping every so often. She looked up at me, wiping her eyes. "I-I'm sorry... I just..."

I smiled warmly at her. "No worries. You lost your family, you're going to be sad."

She smiled back at me, then I remembered something. "I better get Gaara to inform the Hokage.."

She looked at me questioningly, "What does the Hokage have to do with this, uh...?"

"Temari." she nodded, and I continued. "Well, to put it simply... he's your brother."

Her eyes widened, "Whaaat?! No way! I don't have a brother!"

I sighed. This was going to take a while.

* * *

"Whaaat?! Kaien's awake?!" the young Hokage leapt from his chair, startling his secretary and teacher. "I have to go to Suna immediately!"

The ex-Hokage's eyebrow twitched, and she grabbed the man's ear, pulling him back into his seat as he squealed in pain. "You. Have. Lots. Of. Paperwork."

Naruto frowned. "But-"

"GET IT DONE!" Tsunade roared, and the blonde man puffed his cheeks, starting his paperwork, and muttering about old Baa-chans and fierce medical kunoichi, with a few ''ttebayo's thrown in between.

* * *

-Kaien's POV-

I stared around the room boredly, folding my hands behind my head and blowing some of my shorter-than-I-thought red hair out of my eyes. I didn't get why I had to stay in this damn hospital, but every time I tried to escape about four ANBU stopped me. I wondered why four, but soon figured it out when a nurse came in and I had controlled her blood just by thinking about doing so. I had become pretty strong in the seven years of my nineteen-year-old life that I had apparently missed.

"Neeee-chaaaaann!!!" a faintly familiar blonde man came dashing in, and mile wide grin on his face, to be quickly held back by Temari as I flinched.

"Baka, she doesn't remember you!" realisation came over the man's face, as Temari let him go, and he stepped toward me slowly, cautiously, making me frown.

"Dude, I just can't remember you, I'm not mentally freaking unstable!" I said, and his grin returned. He pulled me into a massive hug.

"Now that's the Kaien I know and love!" he said, grinning. "It's me, Naruto. I'm your brother, remember?"

I sighed, resting my head in my hands. All these people to remember... it made my head hurt.

I lifted my head to look at him, and slowly got out of my bed. Sister of the Hokage, and 'friends' with the Kazekage (according to Temari)... damn, I knew some pretty cool people. But was it just me, or had Kage standards dropped?

But then again, I might be wrong. I hadn't ever seen these two in action.

"Nee-chan, I'm so glad you're okay! Sasuke is too, he wanted to come along, but those idiot councillors wouldn't let him. They're so stupid... and so old, 'ttebayo..." he said, frowning at the last part. I gasped, eyes widening, as a fuzzy memory played in my mind.

~His face scrunched up in a look of displeasure. "But I never knew there'd be so much paperwork! That baa-chan... she pawns it off on me every chance she gets!" disgust filled his tone, "And those village elders... they're so... old!!"~

I blinked at this man that declared himself my brother. My brother... of course he was my brother! How could I have ever doubted that he was?! All those times we'd shared ramen, the arguments, when we'd found out together that our father was the Fourth Hokage... all of those amazing memories, big and small... I felt terrible for forgetting them. Five days... five days of not realising that I had a brother. What kind of sister am I?!

I quickly grasped my knuckleheaded idiot of a brother in a firm hug, and he seemed shocked, but quickly hugged me back. "I-I'm sorry, nii-chan... I forgot..."

He leaned back, and gave me that warm smile that I held so dear. "It's okay, nee-chan... it's not your fault. Speaking of which..." his eyes darkened, and he turned to Temari. "Have you found him yet?"

Temari, who I hadn't realised had been there, shook her head. "No. No news on your side either?"

Naruto sighed, rubbing his temple. "No. I've had a squad of Anbu made up of an Inuzuka, an Aburame and two Hyuuga's scour the forests, but nothing. And they're old friends of ours, so they're trustworthy."

~>

Naruto had seemed content to spend the rest of that day with me, which I gladly accepted. After all, he was the only person I could remember. But I expect that's because he's obviously the person I was closest to... right?

"I can remember one time long ago, I was very protective of you, you see-" we had decided to run through memories, to see what I could remember, and it was a lot of fun, "and this boy, I think his name was Kai, asked you to meet him for dinner. You said yes, and of course, I went and gave him a talking to without you knowing." Naruto smiled ruefully, his eyes caught in the memory, "But you found out, and you were so mad at me, "he chuckled at this point, "You hid all of my instant ramen, and the food money. I ended up having to clean the entire apartment from top to bottom, just to get it back."

I smiled a bit at this, but it was dimmed slightly. It would be so much nicer if I could remember it.

"I... I can remember.." my brows furrowed in concentration, "I remember.. whenever I came home from a long mission... there was never any washing up liquid... I always used to wonder what on earth you did with it all." he thought about it, stroking an imaginary beard.

"You know what? I don't actually know what I did with the stuff. It's weird, but..." he bit his lip with a regretful grin, "I think the first time I used it as fabric soap in the washing machine."

I burst out laughing at his stupidity, and he scowled a little, playfully. He couldn't hold it for long, though, and soon laughed with me.

"Ah, the last time I saw you smiling like that... it was the day before you left on that mission, over six months ago." his expression saddened, and I gave him a sad smile, then grinned and poked his stomach.

"Hey! You should be happy! After all, you are the only one I can remember! I think that says something about how important you are to me!" I said, and he grinned. He quickly hugged me, then stood up.

"Well, I'd best be off now. You need to get some rest. I'll come back tomorrow." he kissed my forehead, and I smiled. "Get better soon, nee-chan."

Then he left the room, but not before I heard the mumble of "If that's the case, then why don't you remember Gaara..?"

* * *

I had been thinking about what Naruto had mumbled, but still hadn't drawn to a conclusion. Who was Gaara? What was he to me?

I decided to ask Temari, as she seemed to be hanging around the hospital a lot. "Temari?"

"Mm?" she hummed, looking up from polishing her fan.

"Who's Gaara?" she froze, and I briefly wondered if I'd said something wrong. Her eyes darted to the door for a second, but then she quickly went back to polishing, moving woodenly now.

"Gaara's the Kazekage. Why do you ask?" I measured her expression carefully, then laid back in my bed, carefully pulling the covers up over my bandaged body.

"No reason. Night, Temari."

"Night, Kaien."

The other part to my question could wait for another time.

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Well, how's the first chapter? Hey, I know it's slightly cliché, the whole memory-loss thing, and I admit that, but c'mon!! Gimme a break.

I just needed away to split up Your Blood and this story, so meh.

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