Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.


Essential Accessories(Normal POV)

Temari cursed under her breath.

"Where the hell did my ponytail holders go?" she exclaimed loudly.

Silence. The house was absolutely quiet after Temari's sudden outburst.

"Go ask Kankuro."

Gaara was standing the doorway with his arms folded. He seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

Temari flinched. "Where did you come from?"

"I was outside when I heard someone shouting some very colorful language."

"So. Were you the one that stole my ponytails?"

"I said, go ask Kankuro."

Now muttering under her breath, Temari stormed up to Kankuro's room and started banging on the door.

No answer.

Temari started kicking the door.

Still no answer.

This time, the door fell down.

There was Kankuro, sitting on his bed, doing absolutely nothing.

Temari slowly spoke through clenched teeth. "Why... Didn't you open your door?!"

"I thought you would leave eventually... But now I feel dumb for thinking that. After all, you are Temari (italiized)."

"Where are my ponytails?" Temari said, ignoring him.

"Huh? Oh, ask Gaara," Kankuro said sheepishly.

Temari glared at him.


The next day... (Temari's POV)

I smiled evilly.

This morning, I snuck into Kankuro's bathroom. The idiot is a very heavy sleeper, luckily for me. Not for him. Again, idiot.

I had taken his bottle of purple face paint and thrown it out the window, his window, to be exact. Outside of the Sabaku residence, lay a splotch of violet with glass shards scattered everywhere.

Then I left Kankuro's room, slamming the door. He still didn't wake up. Lazy ass.


Later... (Kankuro's POV)

After laying in bed, I decided to get up. I did the usual; brushed my teeth, washed my face, and combed my hair.

I then realized that my face paint was missing.

"DAMN IT TEMARI! WHERE DID YOU PUT MY FACE PAINT?"

"Kankuro, shut up." That was Gaara.

Ignoring him, I swung open the door to find Temari calmly eating cereal. She seemed happy. Too happy. If she was ever acting like that, then there was definitely something wrong.

"It's outside," she said nonchalantly.

She knew me too well. I sprinted outside, only to see my purple face paint splattered all over the place. I stood there, staring at the broken remains of my cherished purple face paint. I immediately ran back inside.

"Why the hell did you break it?"

Temari shrugged. "Why can't I?"

"It's not like I broke your ponytails!"

"So you did take them!"

"But I didn't break them!"

"Sooo?"

I glared at her. "Buy me more face paint."

"It's makeup, and no. Buy it yourself."

"Then you're never getting your ponytails back."

"I'll just leave my hair down. And you can leave your face makeupless."

"Screw you."

"Love you too!"


The next day... (Normal POV)

The Sand Siblings were eating breakfast in silence. Temari and Kankuro were glaring at each other.

Gaara eyed them suspiciously.

"If anyone touches my eyeliner, I'll kill you. Both of you."

Kankuro's eyes widened. Temari just started spazzing out.

"HE JUST ADMITTED THAT IT WAS EYELINER!"


I have no idea where I got the inspiration for this story. *sweatdrops* And by the way, I kinda lost my interest in Pokémon so... yeah. :/

~ Suki-chan