Disclaimer: Much to my dismay I do not own Naruto!
a/n: Kay so technically this is my first fan fic posted and what not. I don't care for Kankurou at all but there is so much hate for the poor guy that I had to give him the spot light for once! Read and review if you want..I'd like to know what the mass population thinks thus far..I must warn..there will be gore and blood shed in further chapters P
Kankurou woke up, the day starting out the same as usual. His morning ritual had not changed since he was 10. It began after the alarms blare ending with a swift backhand signaling that Kankurou must leave the inviting warmth of his bed and proceed to the bathroom to leak the old lizard. From then he would start the hunt for an acceptable outfit for the day and then station himself at the bathroom until he felt presentable. It could range from 20 minutes to an hour, but today it only took 15. He decided to skip the make up application today, something he rarely did, but he woke up feeling on the shitty side and didn't want to deal with the frustration of a misapplication. Kankurou looked into the mirror before stepping out of the bathroom, disappointed in the bags under his eyes.
He let his thoughts wander about last night and the events that took place as he headed to the kitchen. His brother and sister were being assholes again. As usual, it was Temari, bitch from flaming hell teamed up with the red haired devil himself against Kankurou. Even though the Jinchurriki had been removed, and Gaara was allowed to sleep, he seemed a little off, still. They had just had dinner, made via the servants that came along with being Kazekage. It was delicious and Kankurou had planned on savoring every bit of food until Gaara spoke.
"Jesus Kankuruo, here I thought your ass couldn't get any bigger…but that mountain of food you claimed as yours proves me wrong."
All the appetite Kankurou had was gone. All the delicious food suddenly resembled rotting meat. Kankurou's dark eyes looked at Gaara's unusual aqua. Gaara's eyes narrowed, waiting for the insults to start, a smile threatening to break through any moment.
Instead of it setting Kankurou off, he had been called fatty a good portion of his life, he left the kitchen with his plate of food. As he sat on the couch, in the safety of his living room, he heard Temari join Gaara at the dinner table. Kankurou ran up to his room and retrieved his favorite puppet Krow. He was better company that the two in the dinning room. Kankurou set Krow next to him on the couch and settled in. The living room was cozy with a large 54' plasma screen tv with a couch directly across from the television. Two love seats accompanied to the left and right, making the living room seem more enclosed. A small coffee table was placed stratigically in the middle. Kankurou of course sat on the couch in the middle, with his place on the coffee table. Just then Temari let out a cackle of a laugh that vibrated through the house. Kankurou turned the T.V. up to drown out the noise and it worked. He was able to enjoy his meal in piece. He settled on watching Law and Order: SVU while he ate. It was a riveting episode where Olivia put herself in mortal danger working in a prison to catch a correctional officer rapist. Kankuoru didn't move until the credits, plus he heard Gaara and Temari placing their plates in the sink. He didn't want to be near them at the moment. Rumor had it, Temari gave it up to Shikamaru and he hadn't called her yet. He knew she was bound to be pissy just like Gaara.
At the start of the Bio oil commercial, He stood up and proceeded to the Kitchen to dispose of the dirty plate. After placing the dishes in the sink, Kankurou turned to the refrigerator and grabbed a can of coke off the shelf. It was icy cold and inviting. He took his soda and went to the living room to reclaim the television. When he entered the living room, his heart sank.
Gaara was currently sitting in Kankurous previous spot and Temari was standing by the love seat with the remote in her hand. Usually Kankurou was smart and took the batteries out, but he was too worried about keeping his distance from the terrible two that he forgot. Kankurou walked into the living room ready to protest.
"What the fuck I was watching that!" Kankurou made a lunge for the controller but Temari was quicker and shifted out of the way. After falling to a heap on one of the loveseats, Kankurou stood up and brushed himself clean of any crumbs. He looked indignantly from Temari who had a huge grin on her face, to Gaara who sat there snickering and enjoying the very spot Kankurou had claimed as his. Temari finally found what she had been looking for. She pressed the button and immediately some cheesy ass music began to play. Gaara squealed with delight.
"Temari! I didn't know you recorded this for me!" Gaara said uncharacteristically like himself.
"Anything for my favorite Kazekage Brother" she said leaning in and pinching his cheek. Gaara smiled and snuggled his Kazeteddy. Montel Williams face soon took the TV and it startled Kankurou. He immediately knew why he was being denied the Law and Order marathon. Before he could even think her name, her voice rang out.
"MONTELLLLLLLLLL.." there it was that scratchy voice, that voice that sounded like a million cats dying simultaneously, that voice that could lead a mortal man to suicide, Sylvia Browne. Gaara dearly loved Sylvia Browne and believed with his whole being that she was the know all of spirits. Gaara was sure that there was a spirit roaming around in the third floor.
Temari and Gaara cuddled up and immediately became absorbed. Kankurou stood there looking from one to the other. He was disgusted by their blatant display of sibling affection excluding him. No matter, Kankuoru took a seat on the lazy boy and waited for the show to be over. He watched as Sylvia became irritated by a guest who was sure that there was 5 spirits in her house when Sylvia said only1. It was a lame argument but it entertained him none the less.
After an hour of hellish boredom, Montel ended. Kankurou had been more interested in working a joint of Krow's which always had excessive junk build up, hindering the precise movements of the puppet. It really didn't dawn on him that now that the show was over, he would be the subject of entertainment for the rest of the evening. He kept working that joint and watching the commercial for some Vehix crap.
'I bet he sleeps with that fucking puppet' Temari snickered.
' I know he does. I fear to know what he does with the thing though..'
If Kankurou hadn't blocked the two out, he would have heard his siblings plot against him. Temari looked almost as evil as Gaara at the moment when she spoke, "come on Gaara, lets take his girl friend!"
Gaara seemed to agree with this logic for he grunted and added, "let's watch Krow burn.."
When the two shadows landed on Kankurou, he looked up started. IT all came back to him like a ton of bricks to the face, Gaara and Temari where here and looking down upon him with hard to miss, matching menacing looks on their faces. Temari reached for Krow as Gaara formed a giant sand hand to hold Kankurou's protesting self back. No matter how hard Kankurou tried to fight the two off, Temari made it away with the puppet. Krows joints creaked and cracked creepily but Temari was not to be deterred. She held the puppet up in victory and side stepped her way to the fireplace. Kankurou had fallen for it hook line and sinker.
Gaara saw that Temari had successfully claimed the puppet and let the sand return to his gourd. He turned to watch his sister holding Krow in the air while laughing. "Awe Kanky I got your girlfriend!!" she threw her head back and laughed.
Gaara chuckled and looked to Kankurou. He was upset, his damn puppet was now a pawn in this sick and cruel game of sibling rivalry. He worried that the two goons would break his precious puppet and then he would be out a weapon. Krow was his first ever puppet, there fore there were more feelings connected to krow. His fists clenched and teeth bared.
Temari signaled for Gaara to come which he did. He held Krow while Temari began a fire. It started quick enough and that's when Kankurou began to sweat. " Hay guys, this shit isn't funny! You can't be serious! Don't you two ever get enough of torturing me?!" he pleaded and reasoned " If you ruin Krow, then I will be out a whole fucking puppet. He is crucial to my success in becoming a Shinobi!" It seemed as though Temari and Gaara had turned deaf for Gaara was handing Temari Krow. Kankurou finally made the steps to close the gap between the two but Gaara once again summoned his sand into the form of a hand, holding Kankurou where he was.
"awe Kanky," Temari giggled, "Don't worry…we won't hurt him much.." she bent down and moved the fireplace screen out of the way.
Kankurou really began to struggle once he realized she was serious. It all happened in the same moment, Gaara was trying to hold back a large weight, Kankurou was struggling refusing to let Krow be burned and Temari was kneeled down, ready to throw Krow on the flames when it happened. With no chakra strings attached, Krow turned his head to make his three eyes face Temari's surprised blue ones, and shot her with a poison needle right to the bridge of the nose. She was stunned, dropping Krow on the safety of the carpet and plopping down on her butt. Her back was still turned and Gaara was off to the side of her, still struggling with Kankurou's large load. Temari's shaking hand went to the needle plugged deeply into her face. A tear trickled down her cheek before she began to scream. She felt the poison pumping through her veins paralyzing her, it was a miracle she was able to make a sound.
The yelling alerted both Kazekage and his brother. The sand immediately began to flow back to the gourd as both Shinobi proceeded to Temari who was still sitting by the fireplace, her hands at her side and her head lulled to the side. When they tried to turn her around, she wouldn't budge. Gaara's aqua and Kankurou's brown eyes met, while leaning forwards to see Temari's face. Both simultaneously screamed.
Baki came down from one of the floors above, obviously worried. He was the only father figure the Suna brats had. Their real father was always enwrapped in business and never had time for them. Baki took over fatherly duties when Yashamaru died as well Kankurou's father. Now he rushed through the kitchen to the den. It was there that he saw Gaara and Kankurou in opposite corners of the room and Temari perched by the fire.
Baki had yelled and screamed like a banshee. He sent Gaara and Kankurou to their rooms to think about what they had done while they had a medical nin help Temari heal. Kankurou was sitting in his room, looking at Krow oddly. As he was fighting Gaara's god damn sand, he never took his eyes off his puppet. He noticed the change in Temari's demeanor as she approached the fire. He thought he saw something odd but shook it out of his mind.
The soft wrapping on the door aroused him out of his thoughts on the mysteries of puppets. He opened the door to find a mess of red hair in his face. Gaara side stepped him and entered his room. Kankurou turned around to yell at this brother, the brother who always calls him names, the brother who tag teams with Temari, who was helping burn Krow, the words faded in his throat. Gaara looked genuinely afraid. Kankurou felt a little uncomfortable as he shut the door and faced his brother who was now sitting on his brothers bed. Gaara's eyes were locked on Krow.
"Gaara…what do you want? Don't look at Krow that way!"
"Kanurou…that thing came to life…"
"Krow? Seriously?!"
"Seriously" Gaara's face was the epitome of serious at the moment.
" Is this the best plot you can do to try and scare me?" Kankurou felt confident all the sudden.
Gaara looked to his brother and gulped. "that thing is alive.."
At that very moment, Baki called Kankurou out of the room to speak to him of the events that took place. Gaara decided to wait in his brothers room til Baki called him down. He jumped alittle bit and made the ass grove in the bed for maximum comfort. He was looking around the room when he heard the clacking from a certain puppet. Gaara's eyes looked to where the puppet was sitting before Kankurou had left, and of course, Krow was MIA. Gaara shivered and put up a brave front. He pulled his legs on the bed to avoid the puppet from pulling him under the bed and ripped the cork out from the gourd. The soft hiss from the sand comforted Gaara until Krow showed himself. He had perched himself on the side of a dresser and lunged at Gaara's face. Gaara was startled and of course had the sand begin a defense technique before five poison needles shot him in various spots. He let out a weak cry as the poison seeped through his body at a high pace. As Gaara's vision began to fade, he watched as Krow stood up by himself and walked to the dresser, boosted himself up and sat back on the dresser. Kankurou and Baki came in less than one minute later and found Gaara on the bed fucked up.
Kankuoru dismissed the ideas all night that the puppet he dearly loved was possessed or alive in any way. The thought of it was ridiculous and made him smile as he retired for bed. Besides, Baki had told him that Konaha was having a dance party for all the chuunin and up, in celebration for the just freshly passed chuunin exams. Kankurou had planned on asking out a certain double bunned girl from Konaha to be his date. He couldn't wait for tomorrow for they would venture toKonaha.