disclaimer: i don't own naruto or anything too do with naruto
All was normal in the kazekages mansion that night. The normal hum of talk coming in from the outside streets was a normal occurrence. But if one were to enter the deluxe house the citizens would see another thing all together.
All that was heard on the inside was the clatter of silverware and the occasional mummer of a request. Things in the kitchen were quite almost to quite to be normal but none of the three people at the table said any thing about the silence.
That is until the young man in the room suddenly flung the plate away from him face going pale only enhanced by the purple make up that covered it. "Its alive" he screamed in a girlie voice. He pointing dramatically at his plate of food. Ignoring the eldest man in the room who rolled his eyes. The next second his face met the floor very painfully as a giant metal fan collided with his skull with an ominous crack.
Owner of said fan was standing over her brother steaming and so angry that she nearly saw red. her four pony tails seeming to bristle at the rage in her eyes. The kazekages chuckled making his blue and white hat wiggle.
While his eardrums pounded with the eldest sisters verbal assault on her younger brother things along the line of "stupid idiot" and "ungrateful brother" and his favorite ,"shut up Kankuro you would starve without me so suck it up before I make you eat my fan" . Yes it was a normal day at the sand trios house.
But the peace was suddenly broken as the front door opened with an eerie creak the kitchen fell silent. Listening to footsteps that echoed through the house. A glimpse of a red head was all the warning they received as they realized the last member of their family was home.
He went by in a flash of blood red hair offering no greetings or even acknowledgement, not that they were expecting any. up the stairs he went only to returned a moment later with a sand colored cloak the man in the room called out to his son, "Gaara do you want something to eat, your sister cooked dinner".
His voice was dripping with evil sweetness that almost chocked the people in the room. the effect was instant, with wide eyes Gaara jerked the hood over his hear and almost ran out of the house leaving his brother and sister staring at the door.
Their father quickly took some of the food and held it up in the light, like some kind of holy item. 'I must inform the elders immediately Gaara greatest fear is Temari cooking.' l