I've been meaning to make a love triangle story for a while now, and I think one of the more rare and interesting ones would be that of Hinata, Kankuro, and Gaara. This is only a preface for the story; the style of writing will somewhat differ from this beginning due to dialogue and such. Take into account that is not a threesome, but a love triangle. This will end in Gaahina, and depending on whether or not anybody requests it, it might have an alternate ending of Kankuhina.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
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His callused fingers danced as if possessed, weak strings of chakra glowing blue in the evening light. Puppets the size of an unclenched fist walked across the wooden platform the boy had set up; the surface smooth and cold. His dark brown eyes followed the movements of his delicate figures, a small ghost of a smile alight on his tanned skin. In his left hand, a puppet prince kneeled before the companion puppet in his right hand, a wooden princess. With a mere twitch of his fingers, the prince stood and took the girl's small hand in his own.
He gave a sigh, which quickly morphed into a harsh, dry cough that racked his body and caused his chakra to flit away and his puppets to slump over with a thud. He continued to cough for a minute before it subsided, leaving him breathless and clutching his chest. With an angry swipe, the puppets fell to the dirt floor, the prince's head cracking open.
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She was said to be a delicate beauty, with skin the color and texture of a porcelain doll and eyes the shade of lilacs. The arrival of the heiress was to be in a mere three days, and the whole kingdom of Suna was abuzz with whispered utterances of the marriage. The prince of Suna, Sabaku no Kankuro, was to marry Hyugga Hinata from the far off lands of Konohagakure. Suna's people should have been celebrating, praising their desert gods for the blessing of the prosperous union, but instead dark rumors were uttered upon the streets. The firstborn prince of the desert, Kankuro, had fallen under illness and many thought to the brink of death. For years, their prince had suffered under a rare ailment of which none could find a cure. He was often coughing to the point of spitting blood, and he was confined to the sanctity of the castle; the desert wind only seemed to worsen his condition.
The hope of the people was that he would bear a son before he succumbed to his illness, and only until the council had found a suitable wife; the people had been distraught with worry. The Kazekage of Suna had two other children, but they could hardly be considered suitable leaders. The mere thought of having a woman as Kazekage was a disgusting and disturbing thought enough, but they're other choice could have been far worse.
Besides his son Kankuro and his second-born Temari, the Kazekage had another 'son' as well. The whole of the world had heard the tale of the Kazekage and his bastard son; Sabaku no Gaara.
The Kazekage's marriage had been, like most, arranged by his father. He was wed to Karrura, the daughter of a well-respected Suna noble and their union could be called less than satisfactory. She had attempted to run away from the Kazekage a total number of five times before he held her down and raped her, getting her pregnant with Kankuro. As much as she hated the Kazekage, she would not put the welfare of her child in danger and so remained at his side, giving birth to the future of Suna. A couple of years later, Temari was born. This again was welcomed with open arms. The Kazekage was pleased, he had a son of which to raise as king and a daughter to marry off if the need arose. The people were given a prince and a princess they could adore and praise. The only person unhappy was Karrura. She loved her children with all her heart, but she had fallen for the captain of the Suna Anbu that her husband had assigned to watch her. Their affair had remained secret for a couple of years, and when Karrura became pregnant for the third time, the Kazekage was aware of nothing. When came the day of the actual birth, he flew into a rage. The child was born with a head full of red hair and eyes the color of the ocean. The only person with attributes such as that was his beloved, loyal captain. With his own hands, he strangled his wife and executed his captain. The child lay silent, forgotten in his wrath, and when at last the Kazekage had calmed he took the child into his care, for a reason no person could claim to know.
The streets of Suna were abuzz with whispered utterances of the marriage. The prince of Suna, Sabaku no Kankuro, was to marry Hyugga Hinata from the far off lands of Konohagakure. Suna's people should have been celebrating, praising their desert gods for the blessing of a prosperous union, but they did not. If Kankuro and Hinata did not produce an heir, if Kankuro were to die, then what would become of Suna? Who would they choose to lead? Choosing a woman was out of the question. The bastard child would be rejected by his people. Their fate rested solely on this foreign girl with porcelain skin and eyes the color of lilacs.
Comments/criticism are welcome. This is only a preface just to see if anyone is interested.