Strippers Best

Pairing: Gaara x Temari x Kankuro

Theme: #01 Denim and Leather

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters. That right belongs to Kishimoto-san.

Warning: Incest, Suggestive material. If you do not like this paring(s). You have been warned. No flames.

A/N: These stories were written for the LJ Fashion10 Fic Challenge. 10 fics involving fashion and the Sand siblings, and of course some romance here and there. I'm aware they may possibly be kind of suck-ish. I apologize, but let me know what you think. I took this challenge because I wanted to experiment with prompts, and I'm a Sandcest fan of course.

R & R! Please!

"Do you seriously have to wear that all the time?" A blonde haired girl, asked the boy in front of her. Temari placed her hands on her hips and gazed at her younger brother waiting for a response. "It's...necessary." Gaara replied looking up at her with pale blue orbs. Temari gazed down in disgust at the deep red coat, with what seemed to be an armor vest over it. To top it off he decided to adorn the Kazekage cloak today. "Just because you're Kazekage Gaara, doesn't mean you have to wear the same old outfit all the time." Temari rolled her eyes. "The color looks good on you cause it matches your hair, but that's about it." Temari complimented-well more like gave him constructive criticism.

Kankuro was sitting far away from the two, almost in the corner of the room. /not minding all of the sofas and chairs he sat on the floor. There was a snicker from his general vicinity, which caused Temari to glare at him. Kankuro jumped slightly when he noticed he had gotten caught, and attempted to look away pretending he hadn't uttered a sound. "And what are you laughing at? Your outfit is even more atrocious." Temari said, now starting to lash on her other sibling. "Hey!" Kankuro said defensively. "It's not like I care anyway." The brown haired boy crossed his arms.

"...You don't care what I think?" Temari asked, pulling her brother into a guilt trip. "No, that's not it either!" Kankuro exclaimed. "You're just trying to make me feel bad now, Tem." Temari had to supress a smirk, so it wouldn't surface. "You're the one making me feel bad." The girl countered, a not so happy look on her face. Kankuro was getting very agitated at the moment. He came to a conclusion that silence might be his best option.

"What exactly are you suggesting?" Gaara asked, leaning back in his chair. "Heh." Temari let out a chuckle. "I don't like the sound of that..." Kankuro commented. "Just shut up." Temari snapped. Kankuro sighed, "You haven't changed." He muttered. "She's being struck with a feminine touch at the moment." Gaara said, it was a wonder how he could stay quiet through the majority of this. "Yeah, but her personality is still the same old Temari." Kankuro scoffed. Temari twitched holding in her comments to herself. "Anyway, Gaara." She turned back to her red haired brother. "I'm suggesting a makeover."

There was silence in the room and a very confused look dawned each of the Sabaku males. Temari smiled, and that smile soon turned into a smirk. "A what?" Both Gaara and Kankuro uttered in unison. "Just follow me and see." Temari said, heading out of the door of Gaara's office. Kankuro and Gaara exchanged a glance before slowly getting up to follow their sister. "Come on." Temari said getting impatient that they were taking their time. "Alright." Kankuro responded, rubbing the back of his head.

The two found Temari down the hall, waiting against a door. When they approached her she nudged the door open for them to see. "Your room?" Kankuro rose an eyebrow. "Mmhm." Temari, gently grabbed Kankuro by his collar, then suddenly shoved him in her room. He fell to the floor and hit his head on the side of her bed. "Ow! Damnit!" He cursed, cradling his head. "After you." Temari turned to Gaara giving him a smile. Gaara entered her room and sat on her bed. "Don't whine." Gaara glanced down at Kankuro, who just growled in response.

The devious blonde finally entered the room, closing the door behind her. Kankuro slowly looked up at her, still holding his skull. "We're gonna have to get rid of this." She said, and snatched the black thing that covered his head off. Kankuro frowned. "What are you doing?" He asked. "Getting rid of this stuff you don't need." Temari said calmly, tossing the hat behind her. She knelt and removed his shirt as well. Next on the list was his pants. "Drop 'em." Temari ordered. "Do I have to strip?" The brunette asked.

"Yep. Either you drop 'em or I will." Temari stated. "Besides it's nothing I haven't seen before." Kankuro grunted in response and slid his pants down to his ankles. "You know I actually kind of like the idea of you taking my pants off..." The puppet master said. Temari rolled her eyes, as Kankuro threw his pants to the side. Gaara was silently eying Kankuro up. For someone who was easy to get on the nerves, his build actually made up for everything else. Almost.

Temari was on her floor, which was now flooded with clothes. She was sorting through this and that, looking for something in particular. Kankuro caught Gaara's eye and smirked. "I'm not the only one that has to go through this." He said pulling Gaara up from the bed so that Gaara's back met Kankuro's chest. Kankuro dislodged the armor off of Gaara's chest and slid the younger boy's coat over his head. "Can I not get undressed on my own? Seems like both of you want to get me naked." The red head commented. Kankuro narrowed his eyes at him in a playful manner. "I haven't even touched you. Yet." Temari said, still digging through the mountain of clothing.

Kankuro's hand slyly grasped at the top of Gaara's trousers. Unsuspecting Gaara let out a small gasp. "Don't worry, I'm just takin 'em off." Kankuro chuckled, pulling Gaara's pants down and pulling them off. "Kankuro..." Gaara said, his voice as soft as ever. "Yeah...?" The older of the two responded. "I know you like touching me and all....but is this really necessary?" The young Kazekage asked, glancing up at Kankuro who still held him close though both of their clothes were discarded. "It was an urge." Kankuro replied, turning around and plopping on the bed, pulling Gaara with him.

Temari let out a relieved sigh. "Finally." She said and turned to the two. "I don't pay attention for like ten minutes and you two are over there doing things on my bed?" Kankuro had his arm around Gaara and had Gaara pulled in between his legs. They both actually looked quite settled, it wasn't out of the norm for them. "Don't worry we'll clean up." Kankuro joked. Temari twitched and tossed a pair of pants at both of them. She then tossed a few other items in their direction. "Get dressed into this. " She ordered.

Kankuro and Gaara both scanned through what they were holding. Temari had decided to let them dress themselves, even though they didn't get into their underwear the same way. The boys were too engrossed in their clothing to notice Temari stripping her clothes before them. In his armful Kankuro noticed a purple laced item. "What's this?" He muttered and pulled it out of the pile by its strap. It was one of Temari's bras. "Oh, I'm supposed to put this on?" Kankuro asked, waiting to catch Temari's attention. Temari looked up "Yea--what are you doing with that?!" She snatched her garment and struck Kankuro on the head. "Just..get ready." Temari said, storming off to the bathroom in her annoyance.

A few minutes later of the Sabaku boys getting dressed in the 'Temari-approved clothing' and also adding a few bits and pieces from the mountain of clothing still lying on the floor, they were dressed. Gaara was looking in the mirror at his new attire. He wore a long black leather trench coat. Under the coat was a deep red shirt that was cut out in various spots. Leaving Gaara's abdomen visible through several slashes. He loosely tied a black tie around his neck, which blended nicely and draped over his shirt. His baggy leather pants matched his trench coat, followed by the black boots he wore that laced with red strings.

Kankuro adorned an almost entire leather suit. His top was rather tight fitting, defining his chest. The sleeves were cut out and the neck of the shirt rose high almost like a turtleneck. His normal gloves were replaced by a pair of black fingerless gloves. And the puppet masters pants just so happened to match Gaara's, except Kankuro's had leather straps attaching his pants legs together in the back. The boots he wore were tipped with gray steel.

"Lookin good." Kankuro said to Gaara, his eyes running over Gaara's black and red clad form. "And you're actually looking better." Gaara replied. Kankuro smiled and ran his hands through his mass of brown hair. "It doesn't look so bad when you're not hiding your entire head, plus some....behind that odd head garment." Gaara commented. "Hey." Kankuro said feeling slightly defensive, he liked this new style that Temari quickly came up with at random, but he still felt attached to his old one. "I think we might have to start getting used to this." Gaara said, implying that Temari probably wasn't going to make this just a one-time event.

As if he spoke her up, Temari appeared out of the bathroom dressed in something they weren't accustomed, but they weren't complaining. The Sabaku girl was revealing over half of her legs and her thighs in a very short black denim mini skirt. Her purple top was cut very low and the straps that held it up crossed over her chest and tied behind her neck. She wore a jacket over it, which didn't help much at all. It was made out of the same black denim material as her skirt, but it only came down a bit past her breasts. It was a cropped jacket, half of a normal sized one. The boots she wore laced up to her knees and were a very lush purple. Temari spun around once and placed her hands on her hips. "What do you think?" She asked.

Her brothers were seemingly dumbfounded. Gaara was more quiet than usual and Kankuro was quiet for once. Kankuro was the first to break the silence. "It looks....awesome." He said. Temari grinned. "You like it Gaara?" She looked towards the redhead. Gaara nodded, still taking in the appearance. "You guys don't look so bad yourselves. I actually like it. A lot. Even yours Kankuro." Temari said, still smiling. "Heh." Kankuro chuckled, a smile slipping onto his face for having not been the one to receieve Temari's bad end for once.

Temari gazed at Kankuro, feeling something was missing. Then she realized his head was still bear. "I forgot one little thing." She bent over and grabbed something out of a pile and tossed it to Kankuro. It was a black beret. "A hat?" Gaara asked. "Not just any hat, a beret at that." Kankuro added. "Try it on." Temari urged. Kankuro put the beret on his head, adjusting it to his comfort level then frowned. Temari's first reaction was a laugh and a smirk even slipped on Gaara's lips. "It actually...." Gaara started. "Looks great." Temari finished. Kankuro felt a sense of joy from the recent compliments. Temari wasn't being in an easily irritable mood anymore, and Gaara had even let himself slip into the fun a bit, as he reached out a slightly tilted Kankuro's beret. "This 'makeover' actually turned out good on all of our parts." Kankuro said glancing over Temari's outfit, back to his own, and then Gaara's. Temari nodded, walking over to her two younger siblings and to their surprise--well at least Kankuro's- slid her each of her arms through one of theirs. "Now let's go out and show off." Temari said, leading the two out. "Heh, denim and leather. Who would've thought."


A/N: So, what'd you think? Reviews please!