Suna was an unbearably hot place, or so Zero had been told by almost every person that wasn’t use to the heat. She had also been informed that Snow Country was an unbearably cold place by the merchants that came through Suna with goods from around the world. She had been only told so since she apparently reminded said merchant of Yuki, though under the intense sun of Suna he wasn’t complaining much about her surprisingly cold body temperature. Zero herself didn’t know, she had been a resident of Suna for three years now but never had she felt this heat others were talking about. She had visited Yuki once simply out of curiosity, but she hadn’t felt this cold so many people were talking about. Perhaps she was simply use to extreme temperatures no matter if it was hot or cold, but than again perhaps she couldn’t feel temperatures period. It definitely explained why her mother insisted on her wearing a coat before she hugged her, but that had been dependent on rather or not her assumption was correct. It had been a year into her stay within the village her mother ruled before she noticed that she could see her breath, and another month or two before she finally concluded that people around her weren’t crazy.
Her body was indeed freezing cold and it never changed, a piece of information that had intrigued as well as explained why she didn’t feel hot or cold. Yet knowing this only had her thinking about what it would feel like if she could feel these sensations, yet with nothing but words of the people to go on, it was impossible for her to imagine it. So she had shoved the thought from her mind with little intent to allow it to plague her mind any longer for it really didn’t matter that much. Sure she would never feel the heat of an incoming fire attack, but than again her companion would and Zero was rarely by herself. Even if she were by herself, she would still hear the distinct sound of the flames or the crackling of lightning and thus be able to react. So again there was no need to focus on something that she truly didn’t need, having lived without it for so long. But still the thought crept up on her every once in a while, and she couldn’t help but futilely attempt to imagine these sensation. Usually after an hour of trying to feel something, Zero would head on up to the top of the administration office, sitting upon the highest point with feet dangling over the ledge, her hands holding onto her umbrella as she looked out at the village that Akatsuki had rebuilt.
It was at that moment that her thoughts would turn back to what had occurred three years ago, on the battle that had been waged against the Daimyo for ownership of this once desolate land. He, or maybe it had been a she, Zero couldn’t care to remember the gender nevertheless the name of the Daimyo, but either way he or she should had taken the deal that her mother had presented. If they had, well they would still be alive, watching as the group restored Suna to its former glory. But she guessed she should thank the foolish individual for her mother could do what she pleased without going to the Daimyo for permission. As for her relations with the people that had helped secure the now prospering lands, well they were still pawns in her mother’s rather complex game of chess and they would remain like that. With her complete and utter disregard for the people that she loosely called her allies, it wasn’t much of a surprise to her that she didn’t know where those people went to nonetheless their names. She briefly wondered if her mother knew where all her chess pieces had gone, though it had been purged from her mind. Of course her mother knew where all of her chess pieces were and it was ridiculous for her to think differently.
She chuckled softly, closing her eyes as she tilted her head down, a soft smile upon her face. Those eyes would reopen once again, adjusting her head so that her eyes were on the sun as she swung her legs back and forth. If one were to stumble upon Zero they find the child like this, all the while singing a very pleasant sounding song.
Song