So Marlo(Corvin) and I were chatting one day and realized that Kankuro is barly ever in a relationship in fics unless it's sandcest or something. Now seeing that we're avid Neji/Gaara fans this could not do. Kankuro is a PIMP and he deserves a nice good relationship.

So we decided to go on another mission.

Kankuro is the main character in this fic.

His love interest shall remain a secret for now though.

Well anyway. This is another joint fic with Marlo and I.

Since i'm starting off again i get odd numbered chapters and she gets even. Got it memorized?

Good.

I disclaim and the likes.

So here I stand looking over the most detestable being I've ever known. The rain's pounding on my back now, just like his fists once did…

I can't recall a time when he was nice or sweet or fatherly. My oldest memories are of the screaming, the insults, and the blows. Then I started running away, that was a mistake… I would get a few days of blissful freedom and then I would remember Gaara. I was leaving him alone with that monster. Gaara was so young. So fragile. But then again he was a premature baby.

When I was certain dad had no interest in Gaara I made a band. "Skipping Six" We were a six man band that met everyday during sixth period. So you know… skipping six. I play the best instrument in the world. The cello. Band practice was the perfect escape from this world of insults, of blood and bruises and excuses.

It was any other day after band practice. We mastered a new song. I walked the long way home, shoved my keys in. Dropped my things off at the front just to piss Temari off and headed to the kitchen to make a sandwich. But something was different.

There was broken glass and when I listened closely I could hear yells coming from upstairs. I felt like I was someone else on the outside looking in, Watching myself run up the stairs to face Gaara. Gaara looking up at me with those eyes full of malice and murderous intent, the kazekage on the floor looking as battered as he often left me.

I've been walking in a dream since then. Nothing seems real. Nothing seems tangible at all.

Kankuro looked into the casket one last time, engraving the image into his mind. But then cold eyes locked with his own. The eyes of his father. "Are you ok?" Gaara whispered putting a hand on his brothers' shoulder only to have a fist connect with his nose "DON'T TOUCH ME!"

Gaara hit the floor hard and looked up at Kankuro with wide eyes. His face showed obvious shock, but his eyes… they were swimming with fear. "Oh god, what have I done?" Kankuro said falling to his knees. Behind them many people gasped, Temari began yelling. But the only thing Kankuro could hear was his heart pounding in his ears and Gaara's ragged breathing.

"Kankuro… Yo, Kankuro!"

"What do you want from my life, woman!"

"Fine, no breakfast for you, jerk."

"Ohhh, Temari! I didn't mean it!"

"Come on! Hurry and get ready it's the first day of school, you'll make me and Gaara late!"

"Fine, fine" he said getting up and disappearing into the bathroom. A while later he went downstairs to be denied breakfast and thrown outside to wait for the bus. Why they had to wait for the bus when their uncle owned a car was beyond him.

"OH MY! IT APPEARS I HAVE NEW NEIGHBORS! WHO MIGHT YOU BE?" The siblings turned to see the source of the yelling and were faced with. HUGE eyebrows, a bowl cut and tight green spandex. Gaara's eye twitched, Temari let out a silent scream and Kankuro just raised a brow. That was why their uncle left them out there. HE didn't want to get caught by this… this… green beast.

"WELL HOW RUDE OF ME. I SHALL INTRODUCE MYSELF. I AM KONOHA'S BEAUTIFUL GREEN BEAST!" he did a small spin and posed with a thumbs up "ROCK LEE!" his tooth glinted. Gaara shielded his eyes "I'm blind! Oh god I think I'm blind!"

Suddenly Rock Lee was on the floor and a boy with very long hair was standing next to him. "My apologies… he's a little… enthusiastic. You get used to it after a while." Lee stood and flashed the boy a wide smile "GOOD MORNING, NEJI!"

"Mhm. Morning" he said dismissively looking over the three before him. "I'm Hyuga Neji, and you are?"

"Kankuro"

"Temari"

Gaara didn't respond he was staring down the road willing the bus to come. Neji stared at him for a long moment and then the redhead returned the stare. "Do you want something?"

"Your name"

"Gaara"

"Gaara" Neji repeated with a smile. He enjoyed the way the word rolled off his tongue. Gaara glared at him, what was that smile for? But before he could question it the bus came and he was on it in a flash. Claiming the very last seat and putting his book bag down in the seat next to him giving a challenging glare to anyone who walked in his direction. He ended up with Kankuro and Temari across from him and Neji and Lee in front of him.

The ride to school was fairly short and silent except for Lee yelling about how their youthful experience would be most enjoyable and the likes. They went to the main office got their schedules and maps and went their separate ways. Kankuro's first three classes were overwhelmingly boring but then there was fourth period…

"A NEW STUDENT! WELCOME TO HISTORY! I VOW TO FILL YOUR BRAIN WITH MANY USEFUL FACTS THAT SHALL HELP YOU ENJOY YOUR YOUTH!" It was Rock Lee. But it was taller and louder. The bowl cut was more perfect. The eyebrows more frightening. The teeth caused entire classrooms to be blinded.

That's right. It was Gai-Sensei.

How was Kankuro going to survive this every day? By zoning out and doing something not related to history of course. He took his notebook out and began making a to do list. He appeared to be very studious and Gai would walk past him in tears because he was SUCH a wonderful student.

When the bell rung Kankuro rushed out of class leaving his notebook and newly acquired history textbook behind. He couldn't handle another second of Gai and his yelling and crying and that annoying nice guy pose.

Someone who had been sitting a few seats away from him walked over to the abandoned notebook and opened it to the front page.

Things to do:

Get Gaara's forgiveness.

Get a job.

Be nicer to Temari.

Finish writing that song.

Make a CD cover.

Form a new band.

Buy a new cello.

Fix my life…

The boy frowned when he read the last part and put the notebook in his book bag.

-Meanwhile-

Kankuro ran past a bulletin board in the hall and then paused ran back and skidded to a halt in front of it. In large red letters were the words "BATTLE OF THE BANDS!" a grin spread across his face that resembled that of the Cheshire cat.

He ripped the flyer down folded it and put it in his back pocket and then proceeded to run to fifth period. English. It was a nice quiet class. There was no green beast in English. Peaceful wonderful "I say about less then half of you are going to pass this class."

WAIT! WHAT?

"I'm going to work you all to the bone!" Anko said with a grin that dripped with evil. At this point Kankuro decided that woman was the devil incarnate. "Now the sheet I'm handing out is a list of the many, many books you will have to read and essays you will have to write. Please. Feel free to cry."

Kankuro did feel like crying but he was distracted by an interesting sound. Next to him a boy was tapping two pencils on his notebook. "You play drums?" he boy looked over and nodded. "What's your name?"

"Kimimaro"

"Welcome to my band, Kimimaro"

Kimimaro raised a brow at Kankuro and then shrugged "sounds fun" he said resuming his pencil tapping. After the rest of the forty minutes of madness Kankuro was free. Sixth period lunch was beautiful. On his way to the cafeteria he was compelled to stop outside of a classroom.

Inside was a boy singing and using a broom as a guitar. "Oh this high school sucks!" broom guitar. "and it makes me wanna cry!" broom guitar and hip shaking. "OH THIS HIGHSCHOOL SUCKS!" more broom guitar and hip shaking. "AND IT MAKES A POOR BOY WANNA CRY!"

Kankuro put a hand over his mouth to keep himself from laughing but the boy turned around and froze. "Detention blues?" he asked bursting into a fit of laughter. "Yeah… well… heh…"

"Your singing is decent. What's your name?"

"Kiba"

"Want to join my band?"

"What, on vocals?"

"Yeah"

"…will I get paid?"

"If we win battle of the bands, sure"

"Count me in, mon caption!"

-After school-

"So how'd school go for you guy's?" Kankuro asked when Temari and Gaara approached him at the main gate. "I had to beat up this guy."

"Why?"

"He was just lying there on the floor! And I tripped over him. And that pervert looked up my skirt!" Gaara shook his head solemnly and Kankuro let out a nervous laugh. "How about you Gaara?" the redhead just shrugged and stared ahead.

"Well MY day was good" he said pulling the flyer out of his pocket and showing it to them. "Skipping Six is going to make a comeback!"

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