Disclaimer: I don't own it. No. I don't.
A/N: In this fic, Suna and Konoha are really close…or something.
Sabaku no PARTY!
Summary: Gaara (involuntarily) is holding a party! Invited: everyone! Refreshments: yes! Result: UTTER CHAOS!
Chapter 1
"Gaara, be sure to keep the house clean for today. I'm going to be out until pretty late," Kankurou, the puppeteer and sand shinobi from Sunagakure, called to his little brother. "Can't trust Temari on these things too much, you know? Anyway, I'll be seeing you guys later."
The red-haired figure sitting atop his mainly unused bed twitched.
Whoever pictured Gaara as a housemaid, actually CLEANING THE HOUSE…
Would be facing a very slow and painful death…
Gaara twitched again. This was certainly a disturbing thought. He slowly unfolded his legs and stood up.
"Temari," he said quietly. Said blonde kunoichi appeared around the corner of the living room. "Yes?"
"I expect you to clean the house today, and keep it clean. I will take no part in this activity."
"Gaara, you heard Kankurou! He said it would be your job to do that!"
"Then you heard him too. He also said he didn't trust you on this." Gaara smirked as Temari fumed silently. "So are you going to prove him wrong or what?"
Before she could answer Gaara was at the front door.
Temari inhaled and exhaled as slow as she could. She knew that her brothers knew that she absolutely hated cleaning. And cooking, for that matter. And a bunch of other things, too, including garlic and fish and the color pink.
Just as she was regaining her composure Gaara added, "And don't forget to make lunch. Kankurou's room is messy. And those windows have a touch of filth on them…"
He left immediately after that. By now Temari was practically bashing her head against the wall and planning the many things she would do to her brothers with her fan when they got back. Her thoughts included the television and sushi…
When Temari was sure that her youngest brother had left, she approached the windows and inspected them. They were absolutely spotless, save for the… few smudges…created by…Gaara's sand...
Her eyes were on fire now. Temari sat down, thinking hard. After a few moments, she was rewarded with an evil…very good…EXCELLENT… idea. She rubbed her hands together, dug for and found an old dusty address book in Kankurou's dresser, sat down with pen and paper and began to write. They would pay dearly…
Haruno Sakura, a cheerful yet short-tempered pink-haired teenager, skipped down her driveway towards the sidewalk.
She reached the mailbox and deftly pulled out all the envelopes, magazines and whatnot. Scanning through the pile of mail, she stopped in surprise when she found a letter directed to her.
"Eh? Who would send a letter to me…?" She wondered aloud. A thought formed. "Ooh, maybe it's from Sasuke-kun!" She hugged the envelope to her chest and skipped back up to her house, completely forgetting about the other mail in her dreamy state.
"Now, let's see…" Sakura was safely in her room when she slit the envelope open and began to read.
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"Ino, would you get the mail?"
"Egh… sure thing, Mom," Yamanaka Ino called. She was a curvy girl with long blonde hair and a sometimes flirty attitude. She stepped outside of her family's flower shop and headed for the mailbox.
"Hm… a letter for me..." she murmured. "How interesting. Very, very interesting…" (A/N: Okay here Ino just sounds creepy… None of them get a lot of mail.)
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Shikamaru didn't even bother to check the mail. It was eventually his father who brought it in with his letter.
"Troublesome," he muttered once he finished reading it.
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Tenten the weapons mistress stopped her training, panting, once she heard the mailman come around the corner toward her living area. He was carrying a small box and a tiny stack of envelopes in his arms.
It wasn't this often that Tenten got mail. She watched as he struggled to lift the box and continued until he reached the front of her apartment. He was about to set everything down when Tenten suddenly reached into her weapon pouch, pulled out a kunai, and sent it hurtling toward the box. It sliced through the string the mailman was holding it by and fell towards the ground.
Tenten was there in a flash to catch it, envelopes and all.
She looked up and smiled politely at the now scared looking man, and said, "Thank you, sir. Hope you have a nice day!"
His rude reply was that of turning heel and running.
Tenten straightened with a sigh as she headed back to her apartment. "How come they always do that…"
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"Sssssasssuke-kun, go check the mail."
"No."
"…Sssssassuke-kun, go check the mail."
"Never. Leave me alone."
"Sssassuke-kun…go check the mail," a voice hissed inside his mind.
"AAGHH! FINE! JUST GO AWAY!" the raven-haired "prodigy" screamed, holding his head with his hands and trying to shake off the hideous voice.
He ran out of his house and to the mailbox and in a swift movement, reached in and took out a few envelopes. Then he raced back inside and shouted, "There! Are you happy now?!"
"...Sssassuke-kun, go read the mail."
"A-AGGH!"
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A white-eyed Hyuuga Neji blinked as he came upon the stack of envelopes crammed in the mailbox. He glanced over all of them and stopped at one.
"…Hinata-sama, please come here and receive your letter."
Hyuuga Hinata, the shy Hyuuga heiress, looked up with pearly lavender eyes. "…A letter? For me?"
"It seems so. Please come get it," her cousin replied with a very slight hint of annoyance in his voice.
"O-oh yes. Arigatou."
As she hurried away with the envelope clutched tightly in her small hands, Neji continued looking over the letters. He stopped again to find several for him.
He opened and read over it. "Well…"
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"Ah, ramen, ramen, ramen, ramen…"
A carefree and laidback blonde, by the name of Uzumaki Naruto, had only one thing on his mind.
"RAMEN!"
I think you can all guess it.
He walked around with his instant ramen, slurping from the cup with a pair of chopsticks. "Hm… ramen ramen ramen ramen… get the mail?" He shrugged and opened the mailbox to find one, precious letter inside.
He became all teary-eyed. "OH, RAMENGOD, THANK YOU FOR THIS WONDERFUL BLESSING!"
This was basically the first time he'd ever gotten a letter. Naruto rushed inside to read it, even forgetting about…
…his ramen.
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"Ah, the springtime of youth! How youthfully lovely! The youthful springtime of youthful youth shall youthfully remain youthful forever with youth!" an energetic person, clad in a green jumpsuit, exclaimed.
Yes, it was none other than Rock Lee, with his extremely youthfully bushy eyebrows and bowl cut like a mushroom.
"Haha…I'm feeling strangely happy today… must be something I youthfully ate earlier. Or maybe - ! This is the day Sakura-san will be amazed by my youthful youth and finally ask me out! Yes!" Lee grinned, showing his sparkling teeth, and then said, "Time to check the mail."
A few moments later, you could hear him scream halfway across Konoha, "HOLY MOST YOUTHFUL FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH! COULD THIS BE?!"
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Temari was grinning like an idiot. In a mere few hours, her preparations would cause her plan to fall in action…
Operation: Reek Horrific Revenge On Idiot Brothers By Holding A Party (ORHROIBBHAP) commence!
It was time to PARTY!
A/N: I wonder…how this will turn out…sigh… in case some didn't get it Temari sent out invites for a party to reek revenge on Gaara and Kankurou…? I dunno..