As Gaara walked out to the sand dunes alone. He would see what seemed like a boy with red hair in a Akatsuki outfit waiting. As Sasori slowly turned his head with a cold dead look. As he spoke out.

“….you…”

Then as he took out a scroll from his jacke as he continued

“…you no mannered brat….id it a custom now in this pathetic village to keep your opponent waiting…….”

He would say as he still held the scroll to summon his puppets in his hand.