"You're insane. There is no way in two burning hells you're gonna get me to do that."
Gaara didn't even say anything. Kankuro was laughing his head off. Temari returned her glare back at the already wrinkled paper and the torn envelope it had been spawned from.
"You guys are fucking INSANE!"
Gaara looked down at his older brother who was looking like he was having a fit he was laughing so hard. "She'll go through with it."
Kankuro's laughter started up again. The envelope fluttered sadly on a stray breeze. Konoha High Boys printed in bold red on it.
Temari grabbed the last box and flung it into the boot. "We're all set right? Cause the hell I'm gonna drag your sorry asses back here just for you to get some stuff."
Gaara was leaning against the wall of the apartment they were moving out of. He didn't seem to care one way or another. Temari didn't mind him. Although he was clinically psychotic, that was only because his family was so bloody fucked up. So as long she didn't get into his personal space and stopped anyone else from doing so, no one got killed.
Kankuro raised an eyebrow. "You're gonna go like that?"
A dangerous stare settled on him. "You have a problem with that?"
Happily oblivious Kankuro barged right on, "Hell yeah! There's no way you gonna pass as a boy like that! So you bandaged your boobies, so what? Now you just look like a flat chested girl. Same difference. They're not gonna admit you in! Let me help you. I mean even Gaara can make you look better than that!"
Temari punched Kankuro so hard she nearly broke his nose. "I'm not letting you or Gaara near me with a ten foot pole! Neither of you don't know the first thing about anything! For crying out loud, you-" She pointed at Kankuro who was trying to stem a nosebleed, "still wear face paint, and you!" She swung around to face Gaara who was looking at her with an unreadable expression, "Still play around with sand!"
Ok. So she had it coming. She didn't know the first thing about being a boy. Granted, she didn't know the first thing about being a girl either. But at least she was used to it.
"There! All done! God Temari, you don't look half bad."
"Shut up."
Gaara nodded to himself. Temari glared at the both of them. After blasting at them for their weird hobbies, Gaara had surprised her by taking it on as a challenge, and joined forces with Kankuro to make her acknowledge the fact that regardless of their quirks, they still knew more about being boys than she did.
She stared at herself in the mirror. Her hair had been shorn short although it was still long for a guy. The back of her hair had been shaved a bit but was left longer as it came around to the front till the ends of her hair brushed against her jaw line. Her ear piercings really stood out now. She wore Kankuro's old, black, baggy pants that had chains attached to them and because the waist was still too big Gaara threaded a black leather belt of his around her waist. Kankuro and Gaara both agreed their tops would have made her look like a matchstick and have dug up one of their deceased dad's formal tops from the things they were leaving behind. It was a deep navy blue with black strips running vertically. Kankuro's heavy black hoodie jacket didn't quite swamp her and she quite liked the sigil on the back with the silver rose locked in intricate chains, and there were thick chains that hung on the arm.
Gaara frowned. "No."
Kankuro nodded in agreement, "Yeah, she doesn't look quite finished huh? She looks like a mix of our closets."
Laughing, he avoided her punch. "I know! Hold on to her Gaara." He rushed out and soon the sound of cursing, bumping and shuffling came from the direction of the benz.
"I swear if he just messed up all my packing, I'm gonna wring his scrawny little neck!" Temari made for the door but Gaara simply moved in her way. Immediately she backed off instinctively. She stopped and started staring when she spotted a small smile. "Y-you're enjoying this aren't you?"
His smile widened a minuscule. Her jaw dropped, "Why you-"
Kankuro turned up just about then huffily dragging with him her red tie she never wore. She eyed him wearily. "What are you going to do with that? It's so going to clash with this ridiculous outfit."
"C'mon sis. Don't you trust me?"
The look she gave him gave him a very definite answer. But she let him tie the thing around her neck loosely. When she looked back into the mirror she had to admit, it didn't look too bad. Not that she was going to admit it of course. Grimacing she grabbed her dull green cap from the counter and pulled it on. She stalked out of the bathroom without saying anything. This time Gaara let her pass, once she passed them, she looked back. Kankuro was trying to stifle snickers and Gaara looked… Satisfied. She growled, "Da fuck? Are you guys coming or what? And Kankuro you better have packed the boot back."
Immediately he stopped laughing.
How did she end up in this position anyway?
Oh yeah… Gaara's mother had died giving birth to him. And Kankuro and Temari's mother had killed herself 5 years after taking him in. Even though they shared different mothers they had the same father. However their dad somehow took it into his head that his mistress and wife's deaths were all Gaara's fault. So began 7 years of abuse. Temari and Kankuro stayed out of it. Simply because they had also kind of blamed Gaara, and hated him for being the intruder at the time. When he turned twelve, Temari and Kankuro phoned the police. But of course the damage was done. Gaara went to school the day their dad went to trial and skipped school to go to the courthouse. He walked up much to the surprise of everyone and stabbed their dad in the chest. The uproar that followed sent Gaara into Tara, a ward for the mentally disturbed. He was released four years later, seemingly unsurprised to find Kankuro and Temari waiting for him.
That night he broke down and cried. For the first time as far as the siblings could remember. The other two simply joined him, bawling to the patched white ceiling, years of despair. After that they were inseparable. Awkward sure, but family was family and Temari wasn't about to leave the only ones left to her. Fucked up as they were.
And there was the problem. They weren't going to another foster home because they would certainly separate them so the three were going to bail out into another country. The only one that would accept them no questions asked was Konoha. It wasn't like Suna would actually go into another country for three siblings, one psychotic and another coming of age anyways.
Unfortunately, Konoha consisted of only boy and only girl boarding schools. That would break them up again and defeat the whole point of this. So Kankuro came up with the half assed suggestion, Temari be a boy for the coming year. Gaara had nodded as though it was a very reasonable suggestion. And thus she was stuck like this.
The black Benz started up and they started off. It was going to take a week before they reach the other country. Just in time to register for the next year before registration period ends. It took forever to get Dad's money he left them to transfer to a Konoha Bank but it had to be done. Dad was pretty high in the government, so had quite a bit stored. What was surprising was that he divided everything equally. Maybe he just didn't get around to changing his will after he went mad. But the fact that he might have cared once for Gaara, helped the him get a lot better.
Dad… If he had wanted, he could have easily been the president. But then Gaara came along, and well, the rest of the sob story followed on.
Well Konoha had better be better than Suna.
"The fuck, Kankuro! I'm trying to drive here! Can you quit it with the bloody water balloons already?"
