"Father what are you going to do about Keiko's disappearance?" A blond haired women with shoulder length blond hair wearing a beautiful white gown asked a man pacing back and forth right in front of her.
"I don't know, Keiko is suppose to be leaving this castle any minute to be married to the prince!" The man wearing a crown yelled in frustration at the women who raised an eyebrow. He sighed and put his hands on his daughter's shoulders.
"I'm sorry I snapped at you Temari...But we can't use you to be sent to marry Prince Sasuke." Temari looked away.
"I know Mikara and me have two different set of eyes and she is younger looking." The king chuckled.
"No, Temari. I will not send you because your heart belongs with someone else." Temari gasped then took a step back while a pink tint was covering her cheeks. She quickly shook her head then glared at her father.
"That doesn't matter! Duty comes before everything-."
"Temari." Her father stopped her ranting. He put his hand on her cheek.
"You and Kankuro already have someone they love. I would be more then happy to strip you of your title then know that you are unhappy." Temari sighed then looked away.
"Then what will you do?" She whispered and King Kaze straightened his back then walked back to his thrown.
"Call for Gaara..." He whispered making Temari cock her eyebrow in confusion.
"What?" She raised her voice slightly.
"What is the servant boy going to do anything?!" Temari shook with fury that her father was being unsophisticated at a time like this.
"Gaara!" She turned to the doors and yelled. The loudness of her voice made the candles flicker. Soon a red headed boy opened the doors and quickly ran to Temari then got on to his knees.
"Yes, Temari-sama." He whispered.
"Ah! Gaara what a nice thing for you to join us!" The king smiled and walked over to the red headed boy in rags. The boy kept his head down.
"You can stand." The king chuckled slightly with a smile. Gaara stood slowly and nodded.
"Thank you, Kaze-sama." He whispered. From Gaara's appearance. You could tell he's a lower class, seven-teen year old. With dirt on his face and his tooth pick legs and arms. His clothes were ripped and uncleaned. Unlike King Kaze and Princess Temari's clothes.
"Gaara...Do you have a father?" Gaara looked up at the King for a moment then quickly put his head back down.
"Yes, sir." His eyes flashed with sadness then he shook his head. An image of a man laying on a bed and coughing entered his head. He was ill. Deadly ill.
"Did you have a mother?" The king asked again.
"No, sir. My father told me that she was died giving birth to me." The King smirked and turned around, heading back to his thrown.
"That's the reason why I never liked your father, Good man but terrible lyer."Gaara quickly put his head up.
"Excuse me, sir?" The King sat down in his thrown still with the same smirk.
"Temari, say hello to your nephew. Lord Gaara Sabaku." The King chuckled at Temari's face. Her mouth dropped and she blinked at Gaara.
"Father? Are you serious?!" She quickly turned to glare at the King.
"This-This is impossible!"
"How so?" The King interrupted her.
"The same eyes, chin and lip formation. He even has a feminine body like her's for god's sake!" Gaara blushed and tried to cover himself up a bit. Temari shook her head.
"I-I can't believe-." The King plopped a black wig on Gaara's head. It was short but not boy short. Just long enough to tell it was a girl. Gaara blinked and twirled a piece of the hair. The King fixed it a bit and turned Gaara around. Gaara wobbled a bit and looked at Temari. Temari gasped.
"He-He looks...like Onni-chan..." She whispered then looked at her father.
"She..She.." She quickly hugged Gaara and put a hand on the back of his head.
"You could of had a better life..." Gaara's eyes that were widen then softened then slowly closed. He hugged Temari back a bit.
Suddenly, a small man around four feet ran threw the doors.
"Sire! King Kaze!! Lady Temari!" The man ran then quickly bowed.
"Prince Sasuke is at the door!" He panted. King Kaze quickly looked at Temari.
"Quickly Temari, change clothes with Gaara. I'll go stall Prince Sasuke." He and the tiny man quickly walked out the doors. Right, as the king was turning around a tall, broad shouldered man stopped him. The man wore a black shirt with a string at the top to tie it tighter and black tighter pants with black boots. Three swords were tied to his waste. The King bowed slightly then looked up at the man's face. Knowing who he was. Sasuke Uchiha of Kohona. He was the brightest, strongest, fastest, the perfect man...for Sasuke Uchiha was famous for being the heart throb with his slim and muscular figure. Dark locks that framed his face perfectly but he most famous trait was...his eyes. Midnight black with thin eyebrows. Men wanted to be just like him, and women wanted to be his wife. Only, Men would not use his special abilities for war or protecting his country but for the use of women. And women in Sasuke's eyes...were a deadly sin. They wanted love, money, and power. He could never provide one of those three things. Love. It was a weakness in his eyes.
"Prince Sasuke, Please do not take this the wrong way, but why have you journeyed to Suna?" Sasuke smirked.
"No, your highness. My mother wanted the wedding to come as soon as possible so I came here for my wife and just like we promised. Kohona will watch over Suna, protecting it and giving the people their needs and in return you will allow Konoha shonobi to roam your land." King Kaze nodded.
"Thank You, Prince Sasuke-." Suddenly the sound of the doors rang threw Kaze's and Sasuke's ears. Sasuke darted his eyes to the door and saw the back of a small girl. She had short black hair and wore a white dress with a golden belt around her waist. The girl slowly turned around and looked at the two men. She walked over to the King.
"Father." Gaara disguised his voice ever so slightly. He sounded just like a girl.
"Father, I was in the stable watching the horses. Is something wrong?" King Kaze smiled.
"Not at all, Ga-Keiko." The King stumbled over his words. Almost calling out Gaara's real name.
"This." King Kaze put a hand on Sasuke's shoulder.
"Is, Prince Sasuke of Kohona." Gaara bowed.
"Hello, Your highness. I have heard much about your frightful battles." Sasuke chuckled.
"I would except a girl like you to be afraid of my...adventures." Gaara smiled and stood back up.
"Not at all, I love to hear about Nii-sama's (Elder Brother) battles." Sasuke looked into Gaara's eyes. Gaara blinked then blushed when he found out Sasuke was staring. The King chuckled.
"Well, take care of my daughter, Sasuke." He bowed and placed a kiss on Gaara's forehead.
"Forgive me." He whispered into Gaara's ear then walked away.
"Wait-!" Gaara's words chocked out but the sound of the doors shutting.
"Come." Sasuke's back was already facing Gaara.
"What?! Hold on a minute!" Gaara yelled at Sasuke with a finger in the air and a hand on his hip. Just like a women.
"What are you talking about come with you? You insult me by telling me I'm a girl and I'm not interested in battles now-." Sasuke was putting on his gloves and when he was done he looked at Gaara.
"Your my wife, now. I guess Kaze-sama forgot to tell you that." Gaara's mouth was open slightly then he closed and swallowed.
"Oh.." He whispered and Sasuke started walking down the hallway. Gaara soon followed with his head down. He caught up with Sasuke's pace then quickly snapped his head up.
This is no time for being upset! I have to cover for Lady Keiko till she gets back! Gaara thought then sighed slightly.
It wasn't long before Gaara and Sasuke were outside the castle. Sasuke tapped his foot on the ground and soon a huge black horse rode up to them. Gaara gulped and stared up at the house.
"Ah..." Sasuke put one foot threw the hoop and hosted himself up.
"Hurry up, we have to be back before sundown." Gaara laughed innocently.
"Why can't you just you know go on without me. I'll catch the next buggy." Gaara waved his hand, 'shooing' Sasuke away. Sasuke rolled his eyes and grabbed Gaara's arm. He threw the boy in front of him and started to trot away. Gaara held on tightly to Sasuke's shirt and shut his eyes tightly. The prince glared at Gaara's annoyance.
"I would imagine a princess would be more informed with horses." Gaara shoke his head.
"Ponies, nope just ponies." He mummer then realized he was snuggling into Sasuke's chest. Gaara gasped then looked up at Sasuke.
"If you can't see the horse's head you're not going to be afraid. Close your eyes and relax. My arms will act like guards to protect you from falling off." Gaara nodded slowly and rested his head into Sasuke's chest. He closed his eyes and gripped Sasuke's shirt.
He smells like roses...and blood...That was Gaara's last thought before he fell asleep on Sasuke's chest.