The Outcast & the Princess

(Temari pov)

For as long as I've lived, everyone always treated me with respect. When, I was angry, they were scared of me, and when I was upset, they would try every way possible to redeem my spirit. I am the Kazekage's eldest child and only daughter, so of course, I've been labelled a daddy's girl. More or less, I've never had a mom since I was just a little girl.

Living the life of an important person, I've never been scared of anybody. In fact, it was more like others were scared of me, and that was fine. It was just how I liked it.

Then again, I was 15 when my adventure really began. I wasn't stuck in that mansion like some creep in a prison anymore, I had that freedom to be out wherever I was allowed. It was in this village that was called, "The Red Sand" that I was prohibited to enter. I wasn't even allowed to talk about it. But my elders always warned me about the place, how it's full of creeps and 'bad' people.

(normal pov)

For the young girl, as inexperienced as she was with the way the world settled, her curious mind tingled with ideas and expeditions in the village.

"Young missus, do you know who used to live in the Red Sand?" she rotated her head as her helper fixed her bed. She made a pouting face as she grabbed a comb from the table in front of her and began to comb her blonde hair gently. "Who?"

"Young missus, I can't believe you don't know" her helper giggled a couple and continued to fix her bed.

"Why, that handsome boy that the whole world knows, of course! Sasori of the Red Sand, young missus!" the lady covered her mouth with her hand and giggled some more.

Temari raised her brow, "Hmph. I've heard of him from the elders. Isn't he-"

"A heartthrob dear? Why yes!" her helper interrupted her, as if she knew what the 'young missus' was going to say.

"I wasn't going in that direction" her helper steered her eyes away from her, flushed and embarrassed.

"Then again...I did hear he was handsome"