Chapter 31

As the sun began to dip toward the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and deep purple, Temari turned to Travis with a thoughtful expression.

“You know,” she began, “since you’re staying here for a while… maybe we should do something fun. Just the two of us.”

Travis blinked, a little caught off guard. “Are you asking me out on a date?”

She rolled her eyes with a smile, but her cheeks flushed faintly. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. But yes… I guess I am.”

Travis grinned. “Then I’d be crazy to say no.”

Later that evening, Temari met him at the edge of the Kazekage complex, just outside the village center. She wore her usual outfit, but with her hair loosely tied back and a hint of soft makeup. It was subtle—but Travis noticed.

“You look amazing,” he said.

Temari gave a small smile, hiding how much that meant to her. “Thanks. You clean up pretty well yourself.”

He chuckled. “This is just my good shirt. I save it for royalty… and apparently for sand princesses.”

She shook her head with a smirk and gestured for him to follow. “Come on. I know a place.”

They walked together through the quieter streets of Sunagakure, the hot day giving way to a cooler evening breeze. Temari led him to a small restaurant tucked into a side alley—locally run, with lanterns hanging from the ceiling and low tables surrounded by cushions. It was cozy and warm inside, filled with the aroma of spiced meats and grilled vegetables.

“This is where I go when I want to get away from everything,” she said as they took a seat in the corner.

“I’m honored to be part of your getaway,” Travis replied with a grin.

The two ordered food and shared dishes, laughing between bites. They talked about their pasts—Travis told stories from his home, his travels, and how surreal it felt to be in a shinobi village. Temari opened up too, talking about growing up with Gaara and Kankurou, her duties, her dreams—things she rarely shared with anyone.

“You’re not what I expected,” she admitted softly after a pause.

“Oh? What did you expect?”

“I don’t know… maybe someone cocky. Arrogant. Out of place. But you’re… easy to be around. Comfortable.”

Travis smiled, his voice lowering. “You’re easy to fall for.”

That line caught her off guard. Her eyes widened slightly, and for a moment, neither of them spoke. Then she looked down, hiding a shy smile behind her tea cup.

“You’re not playing fair,” she said quietly.

“I don’t want to play fair,” he whispered back. “Not with you.”

After dinner, they walked under the stars. The desert sky was clear, and the wind had settled. Temari led him to a rooftop where they could see the entire village.

They sat in silence for a while, shoulder to shoulder, gazing out over the lights of Sunagakure.

“I’m glad you came here,” she said.

“I think I was meant to,” he replied. Then, after a moment, “Temari?”

She turned to him.

“Can I…?”

She didn’t need to hear the rest. Her eyes softened, and she nodded slightly.

Travis leaned in, and their lips met—soft, slow, and warm. The world faded around them, and for that moment, it was just the two of them beneath the stars.



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As they slowly pulled apart from the kiss, both of them stayed close, their foreheads resting together. Temari’s eyes were half-lidded, her breath warm against his skin. For a moment, neither of them spoke—they just took in the quiet night, hearts still fluttering from the moment they’d just shared.

Travis smiled softly. “That was… perfect.”

Temari nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. “Yeah… it really was.”

They sat in silence a little longer, the breeze gently brushing through Temari’s hair, carrying the faint scent of desert flowers. Down below, the village had gone still, the warm lights flickering like fireflies. It was peaceful. Calm. Real.

But eventually, reality crept in.

Travis leaned back slightly and gave her a small, apologetic smile. “I wish I didn’t have to go back so soon. But… my time here’s almost up.”

Temari’s face fell slightly, though she tried not to show it too much. “When?”

“Tonight,” he said quietly. " After This.”

She looked away for a second, biting her lip. Then she met his eyes again. “You’ll come back though… right?”

“Definitely,” he said without hesitation. “You make it impossible not to.”

Temari smiled—this time a bit sad, but still full of warmth. “Then I’ll be waiting.”

They stood up together, lingering for a few final moments under the stars. Travis took her hand, squeezing it gently. “Thank you… for tonight. For everything.”

“Anytime,” she whispered.

Then, with one last glance, one last smile, they walked down from the rooftop together, their fingers still lightly intertwined, savoring the last quiet stretch of a perfect night before morning came.


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After dropping her off at her room, Travis gave a small, content smile before turning away to grab his things. With quiet footsteps, he made his way to his own room. As he stood there for a brief moment, his expression shifted—calm, determined.

Then, in an instant, he vanished—leaving nothing but silence and the faint rustle of curtains behind.

Moments later, Travis reappeared just outside the towering walls of Sunagakure. The night air greeted him with a cold breeze, brushing against his skin, causing his clothes to ripple and flutter dramatically in the wind. He stood still for a second, taking in the vast desert that stretched out in front of him. Then, he turned his head slowly, giving one last glance over his shoulder at the village hidden in the sand.

A nostalgic glint flickered in his eyes.

"Let’s run for once," he muttered with a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

And just like that, he moved.

BOOM!

A crater exploded beneath his feet as he launched forward, the sheer force tearing through the ground as he cut through the air effortlessly like a blade through silk.

The very next instant—

BOOOOM!

A deafening sonic boom echoed behind him. He had broken the sound barrier, his form blurring into a streak across the horizon. Trees and terrain rushed past as he entered a dense forest, weaving through the trunks with supernatural precision and speed.

“I wonder who’d win between me and Flash,” he mused mid-run, his smirk growing wider.

Within seconds, the vast forest gave way to the outskirts of the Hidden Leaf Village. The massive gates loomed ahead, closed for the night.

No hesitation.

He bent his knees slightly—then leapt.

Soaring over the high wall, he landed gracefully on the other side, the impact light but noticeable. The sudden motion had already alerted the guards, who sprang into action. Weapons were half-drawn, chakra stirred—but then they saw him.

“Travis?” one of them said with a stunned expression.

The tension melted instantly. They backed off.

Travis offered a casual wave as he continued walking.

‘I miss my bed,’ he thought, eyes half-lidded with exhaustion.

And with that, he disappeared into the quiet streets of the Leaf.



TO BE CONTINUED