Chapter 15: Pull through

"Pull through kid, don't do this to me." Temari kneeled on the ground, pulling Shikari's body into her chest. She knew this was war, and that anyone could lose their life. But this was her daughter, her blood and flesh. And the only emotion she felt in her body was failure.

"I won't" Shikari barely whispered, coughing up blood in the process. And the minute Temari heard the voice which became meaningful to her, she couldn't do anything but pull her daughter closer.

"I'm sorry, but we need to get you to a medic right now. I don't plan on losing you. YUKATA, MATSURI!" Temari called and they immediately rushed to her side, seeing her face raging with anger. "One of you, find a medical ninja and the other stay with her and make sure she stays safe. Got it"

They nodded as Temari ran to the front of the battlefield, standing next to Gaara who hadn't questioned her actions.

"MADARA!" Temari took out her fan, receiving a look from everyone in the division. Most thought she was crazy, but her brother knew that she had a look of revenge and there was no talking her out of her next actions.

"WIND SYCTHE JUTSU!"

A gust of wind from her fan headed straight towards Madara, pushing him back at least fifty yards, making him crash into the sandy ground. And the only thing that was heard, were the awes from her comrades standing behind.

Gaara never seen her wind this strong, in fact, he never seen any wind user, use a jutsu with this amount of strength. He was surprised to see she had any chakra left, but when she drew her fan again, he could tell that, that attack barely took any of her energy.

"GET UP YOU COWARD!" Temari screamed in his direction, her face was boiling with anger and rage. She lifted her fan, ready to use her jutsu when suddenly Madara's body turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared. "A SHADOW CLONE!"

Everyone on the field couldn't believe a single shadow clone could do all of this, kill hundreds of shinobi, wiping out half of the fourth division. The blood stained ground that was filled with lifeless bodies were the only proof.

"We'll wait here until we get word from H.Q. A message has already been sent and they are sending reinforcements" Gaara faced the crowd, in a composed manner. His arms folded and blue eyes focused, immediately eased his division, knowing they had a strong leader. "Until then, every medical ninja start healing."

Temari took no time to return to Shikari, who was already being healed, but in her opinion, not quick enough.

"Who is she?"

"What do you mean?" Temari looked away, not wanting to tell her brother the truth. But she realized that this was one of the people that she trusted, so it was pointless to keep any secrets.

"That girl, you obviously have a deep connection with her. I'm sure that's why you faced Madara."

"This might sound crazy, but that's my child from the future. Her and a bunch of other kids came."

"Shikamaru." Even in this chaos, Gaara was able to turn to her with poise. "Her father is Shikamaru, and I suppose that the boy with green eyes identical to yours, is your son."

"Yes, Shikadai and Shikari." Temari whispered to her brother, making sure that he was the only one hearing the conversation that was taking place between them two.

"Keeping on with the tradition-" Gaara kneeled down, gently rubbing his hand on the bloodied part of Shikari's flak jacket. He received a faint smile from her, reminding him so much of Temari. Able to smile even in turmoil.

"I assume you know who I am."

"Lord Kazekage."

"But I assume you call me uncle Gaara."

Shikari was still in pain. Even with the medical ninja doing there best, it was expected to be a bit of discomfort.

"Mom told you."

"Yea, I did." Gaara moved to make room for Temari, who was now kneeling down. "How are you feeling?"

Shikari moved to sit up, but was only met with more pain than before. Scrunching her face up in agony as she lifted up her shirt to view the gruesome scar left by her recent injury. Temari looked at the scar then at her facial expression before helping her to lay her back down.

"Don't strain yourself, you should rest."

Seeing the nasty scar on her daughter's abdomen filled Temari with a bit of disgust directed towards herself. She let her daughter get hurt, and on top of that she couldn't do anything to help her. The only thing that was giving her a sense of calmness was the fact that Shikari was still alive.

"I'm fine now."

"No you're not, I almost lost you" Temari raised her voice, but not out of anger towards her daughter, but in pure frustration with herself. "I don't ever want to feel that again and if that means you off the battlefield, so be it"

"But mom-"

"Shikari" Gaara interjected, knowing that what Temari was saying was responsible. "You should listen to your mother. I understand you wanting to continue this fight, but right now it isn't reasonable."

Shikari tried to stand up, wanting to prove her point that she was in perfect condition to continue in this war. But as she rose to her feet, she wasn't able to catch her balance, quickly falling. Luckily Temari put her arms out just in time to catch her, placing her back on the ground to sit.

"I need to help, I will help." Anger was beginning to build up in Shikari, and the only thing she could do was punch the ground beside her, so hard that the spot began to cover with short but defined cracks.

"You're injured."

"I have to help...Please"

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Finally I was able to complete this chapter, which took a while to write. But I did it. Yay :)

And I want to thank you all because it means so much that you still are supporting this story.