These are meant to be screwed up, and not make sense. They are not a story.

"Konoha brat! Forget the anti toxin!" Kankuro struggled against the hands restraining him; glancing up through strands of sweaty brown hair as Sakura half turned with a raised eyebrow.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, Haruno! Let...me...Go!"

Sakura rolled her sea foam green eyes. "Where do you think you'll be going in your condition?"

"I'm gonna kick some Suna traitor's ass!"

Sakura sighed irritably; placing a hand over Kankuro's mouth as she injected an anti toxin before she fed an IV of sedatives into him and turned to Temari. "Your brother is such a difficult patient."

After Sasori dies.....

Kankuro was glad to have his brother back, that went without saying. But here he was; pacing back and forth in front of the gates entrance as he waited for the leaf shinobi. They were preparing to leave the village; and he wanted to give that medical ninja a piece of his mind. He turned as he heard footsteps, and his eyes narrowed at the sight of pink hair.

"You bitch! How dare you kill my hero!"

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

"He was assisting to kill your brother, and you're upset about me killing him?

"He was the best puppeteer ever!"

"Aside from Chiyo, you mean."

"Oh, screw Chiyo. Akasuna no Sasori could string circles around her!"

"Sasori was evil!"

"He was misunderstood!"

Both ninja crossed their arms and glared at the other.

"Chiyo saved your brother, Sasori helped kill him. He left you for dead as well, and you're defending him?"

"It was a fair fight! There is no equality in the life of a ninja! It's a ninja's duty to complete their mission! And that was his!"

Sakura stood in front of Kankuro. "Gaara. Died. Because Akatsuki wanted his tanuki. You're okay with that because you have some sick hero worship for the guy?"

Kankuro paused.

"The least you could have done was let me have a rematch!"

Gaara silently came up behind Kankuro and tapped him on the shoulder. "No. I wanted to fight him."

"Are you outta your fucking mind?"

"We've all established I'm crazy."

"Gaara..."

"I should have been the one to take care of him. Sand versus sand . Puppets can be broken."

"Sand can be disintegrated!"

"It was my fight."

"Wrong, baby brother. It was mine. As your older brother, it was my job to protect you, and I was the one to fight the dude to get you back..."

"And you lost..."

Sakura sighed and turned away.

"Boys..."

In the land of make believe.......

Itachi was slowly stirring some cream into a cup of coffee; watching the black liquid turn caramel colored distractedly. He tensed when he felt arms wrap around his waist.

"I loooooooove you, big brother...."

Itachi glanced over his shoulder to Sasuke with a disbelieving expression. "The fuck is wrong with you?"

Sasuke smiled sweetly. "Nooooooooothing. Can't I just let my brother know how much he means to me??"

Itachi blinked; removing the arms from around him with an uneasy expression.

"Who the hell put prozac in your cereal?"

Sasuke shrugged carelessly and skipped out the door merrily; grabbing his bag as he went.