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The sounds of a whooshing kimono dragging across the floor as she looked for her husband, hearing a familiar voice.
Matsuri.
" But lord Gaara! What does she have that I don't? And she is a outsider."
Gaara politely smiled," She is one who understands me and gives me joy. "
Matsuri sobbed," But lord Gaara! I loved you first!"
The door opened.
" Matsuri." the sea green haired female said softly." Gaara means the-"
" It's lord Gaara!" Matsuri hissed," how dare you address him so informally?"
" Because he is my husband." Yukina answered her.
" What? Lord Gaara...nooooo..."
Yukina smiled at her Kazekage," I'm pregnant."
Author's note: Sorry so short and this was inspired by When you're gone by Avril Lavigne. Please leave your reviews and have a nice day. Poor Matsuri.