Love we never wanted (KankTema)
In The Sand Village, the cold winds and heavy rainfall increase throughout the night. The streets are empty, and the houses are filled with people trying to escape the cold outside.
Tea and chocolate milk is being served to the poor in small shacks; and pets are being kept in shelters. Indeed, it is a vicious night outside.
The skies are twisted with black clouds, and lighting strikes right before thunder. Gusts of winds carry loose particles on the floor and sweep them into oblivion. The trees are violently thrashing around, and flags and banners are easily cut from their poles and shops.
The Kazekage, Gaara Sabuka sits in his office, filing and completing paperwork in the peace of his own little building.
Gaara had improved his attitude and nearly relinquished his thirst for blood and destruction. He was still not a "cheery" fellow, but the people of the Sand Village were able to ask him a few questions here or there without any fear.
Gaara had to admit, it if were not for his siblings, Kankuro and Temari, he would never have managed to get so calm. His old self would have destroyed his Village on the spot, but the new him decided to protect his fellow people, no matter what. The only bad thing was he still had to go to Kazekage School. And even though he was the Kazekage, he was with other kids wanting to become Kazekage when they got older.
Nevertheless, he never forgot his siblings' affection. How Temari would read a book to him every night. How Kankuro would play baseball and teach the way of a shinobi. His older brother and sister were kind to him always, but they were rarely kind to each other.
Sure, they respected one another as shinobi. But they seemed to stay away from each other as much as possible. Confrontation between these two often ended up with Kankuro and Temari slurring curses, and sometimes, a punch to the nose.
Gaara hated seeing his two older siblings fight,, he especially hated it when Kankuro got really angry, Temari would always give up the fight, and rush off to her room, and cry for the next few hours.
Kankuro would always come into the room after she had given up crying, and try and make her feel better. He'd wipe her tears away, and when times were real bad, he let her beat him up (which she enjoyed very much)
However, Kankuro never showed his true emotions in front of his older sister. He'd always laugh when she'd cry, and sometimes, he'd just walk away. But Gaara knew deep in his heart, that he was hearting just as much as Temari. He also knew that Kankuro would be the one crying more at the end of the argument.
Gaara loved it when the three of them went out for the week, to go on a trip, maybe to Konoha. He hated it, however, when Temari and Kankuro had a public fight, which they did often.
Gaara would always have to use his sand to split the two up until they cooled down. But it never worked, an hour later, Temari would find something to complain about and Kankuro only made it worse.
To Gaara, Kankuro was someone who didn't give a shit about anything that happened to him. One day, Gaara remembered when Kankuro came home, beaten and bruised. He didn't even address the issue; he just sat down, took a cup of tea, and began reading the evening paper.
Yet, whenever one of his siblings was injured or hurt in any way, serious injuries occurred to the accuser. Once, while Gaara was 11, he had been beaten silly by a bunch of "Anti-Shukuka" kids. Gaara's sand wasn't fast enough, so he ended up with some real injuries.
Once Gaara came home, and Kankuro saw what had happened to him, Kankuro was filled with rage. He grabbed his coat, and went off into the rain. He later came back, not a scratch on him, silent, and stern looking.
Gaara questioned what had happened, but Kankuro gave no reply. But Gaara knew what happened. And the red streaks on Kankuro body only symbolized that he had killed those teenagers.
Temari, as fierce as she was, wasn't truly a killer. Sure, when she went ballistic, Kankuro, and he himself went scurrying to hide from her wrath. But she also had a sensitive and loving side… for Gaara at least.
But for Kankuro, she was as bitter as sour milk. Maybe this is why the two always were bickering and fighting among themselves, but always showing Gaara affection. They probably wanted him to themselves. To make the other jealous, he'd presume.
If Gaara had to choose, he'd go with Kankuro for the sole reason that he and Kankuro had become closer over the past years. They really did share a brother to brother connection. Something Gaara could only describe as "love". With Kankuro, he felt as if he was cared for by someone, someone who thought of him as a person, not a monster.
Gaara loved his sister as well, but they never really spent any time together. They both interacted mainly because of Kankuro. Gaara would think that without Kankuro, Temari might've killed Gaara the day he was born!
True, when Gaara was born, Temari was indeed jealous. Kankuro, on the other hand, was rather delighted having a smaller brother to play with, probably because Temari was already beating him up and bothering him.
As Gaara sits in her chair, he thinks back to the good and bad times with his siblings. How he wished for one day, they'd get along.
He also wished that Kankuro would stop buying those "Big and Bouncy" magazines, he often found them lying around the house. It especially infuriated Temari when she saw them on the floor near her room when she invited her friends over.
Gaara remembered one time when Kankuro played a trick on Temari when he deviously snuck a picture of a magazine with "adult" men on the cover. Temari and her so called "friends" entered her room, and saw that…
Gaara remembered how badly Kankuro's bruises and cuts hurt from Temari beating him to near death with her fan. This led to an argument, and soon, to Temari smacking Kankuro, and Kankuro smacking Temari.
Gaara sighed, and finished signing the degree ensuring that the people of the Independent Shinobi Society gets the proper equipment to begin testing our military devices to create a better form of ninja.
The only work Gaara had to fill out was that of paper. Never before did Gaara think he'd grow to despise paper so much, but now, he realizes how evil it could be. In one minute, Gaara finished signing a degree that allowed military forces to cut down over 3,000 trees for "military purposes" His signature could spell more death and destruction than his sand ever could.
He leaned back, and looked into the hazardous sky. It was worse than it had been thirty minutes ago. Now, the clouds were as swirling vortex of gray, and the rain was not gently falling on the ground, it was literally beating upon the ground with silver droplets of water.
Gaara grabbed another paper, and looked it over. It was a legal document, and it required his signature over 30 times. It was going to be a long night, that was for sure. "I just hope Kankuro and Temari know that I will be staying in the office until morning…" Gaara muttered irritably.
He shrugged. "Too violent now to go and tell them. I guess time will tell." he muttered to himself, and began to sign the paper.