Sanae

Chapter 1.

It was hot. It normally was in Suna, the kind of sweltering heat that made you want to do nothing but sit on the couch and melt.

Normally on days like these Sanae and her husband would spend together, tangled until you didn't know whose limbs were whose. I mean if you're already sweaty…

It was an advantage, Sanae thought as she propped her leg further up on the couch, when your husband was shinobi, almost endless stamina. She giggled before sighing wistfully at the thought, this line of thinking was doing nothing in helping her get over the fact that Gaara wouldn't be home tonight.

Having sobered up from her R rated musings, Sanae began to heave her somewhat pregnant belly off of the couch. It was high time for some food and her newly discovered pregnancy craving were calling for some pickles and ice cream.

As proud as she was to be the wife of Gaara, the kindest man and most powerful Kazekage in history, she couldn't help but wish he had some more free time. He had been so busy recently with the news of a new terrorist group forming in the north, but sometimes, Sanae thought, absentmindedly rubbing her stomach, that he was missing a lot at home.

She was just settling herself into one of the bar stools in their sand clad yellow kitchen when there was a soft knock on the door. The clock above the lounge chair just visible in the next room read 7:43pm, an odd time for a house guest.

None the less Sanae was dying of boredom, she needed someone to talk to, even if that someone was one of the stiff ANBU Gaara thought she didn't know had been set to watch her.

There was no one there.

That wasn't too odd, Sanae rationalised with herself, it could've been the wind or a dare given from one young genin to another. Disappointed and kinda spooked she walked back to her meal resigning herself to a horrible lonely evening.

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Gaara had been the head of the Suna shinobi for a more than a third of his life and yet somehow, he still managed to be schooled in the weirdest ways.

It was his beautiful wife, as it admittedly normally was, who he had the honour of learning from this time.

The woman was in no way shinobi. Actually, there was a very funny and quite frankly scary afternoon when she had convinced him to let her train with his kunai. It has not gone well. Kunkuro's right arm could attest.

And yet, it was she who not only pointed out a very deadly flaw in their latest infiltration mission plan but also offered a solution.

"So, you're saying we enter from the east?" Teru, one of Suna's top jounin was asking.

Gaara bent over the map that they were surrounding on his office desk to circle said entry point in red marker. "Yes. I didn't realise it before but the clear areas of the south might be where shinobi train. Entering through the east where the villagers live is our safest option."

"I heard," Gaara continued, relaying word for word what Sanae had told him earlier, "that there have been complaints about shinobi patrolling and fighting in residential areas, due to this the number of shinobi in these areas have been reduced.

There was a general consensus in the room and Gaara couldn't help but be proud of his wife for potentially saving some of their lives. The talks continued into the night, the five jounin and Kage bent over the map.

Gaara was the only one to look up when the ANBU flashed in a kneeling position at the opposite end of the office.

"What is it?" Gaara asked a hint of worry leaking into his voice, he ignored the other jounin who had whipped their heads around in confusion, not having sensed the ANBU's arrival.

"it's it is your wife Kazekage-sama," The woman began, the extremely unfamiliar feeling of nerves making her voice waver slightly, "we think she is missing."

Gaara's eyes narrowed harshly "think?' he ground out.

Yuami swallowed roughly before speaking again, it was rotten luck to be the one to deliver this piece of information to the Kazekage. As it was his face, normally so emotionless, looked like it was about to pop a vein.

"Y-yes sir. We were monitoring her all day, she was having dinner and then fell asleep on the couch. It was a few minutes later we realised that we were watching a mizu buushin."

"Show me." Gaara ordered, already stepping onto a sand cloud that would transport them home, infiltration mission all but forgotten.

When they entered the house, it was as peaceful as ever. Hints of Sanae lay everywhere comforting Gaara despite the situation. Yuami walked him through his house, going step by step through Sanae's evening. Gaara grimaced at the bowl of melted ice-cream and half eaten-pickle.

When they got to the lounge, Gaara lowered to his knees to examine the puddle of water next to the forgotten edition of Suna's Women Weekly.

"Get me Kankuro, also summon Kei, Sora and Ryota. I will also need paper."

Chapter end

Firstly, I do not own any of the wonderful characters that you may recognise.

Secondly, This chapter has been entirely renovated. I think improved, but you let me know

Thirdly, My apologies. I hand write my stories and I lost my journal early last year, I thought everything was lost until I found it again a few days ago. I have never been happier.

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