Hey, all!

As I'm sure most of you can guess (Hopefully not) I am totally new to the whole fan fiction thing.

I decided to make my first fic about Kankurou, because he is the most awesome of awesome characters in all of the fire nation. (Nerd spasm)

Anyway, since I'm new here, there may be some jumping around... BARE WITH ME!

Anyway, read it, review it, love it. xD

Soft clicking noisescould be heard from inside the main hallway of the Sunagakure penitentiary. The maker of the noise slowly felt his way down the hall, into another, smaller, corridor. He had to literally feel his way, because of the blinding darkness all around him. As he continued on, his mind began to wander, as it usually did in these situations. Why had he been called here? He wondered. And why at this time of night? And more importantly, Why had he been ordered to come alone?... Yet, most importantly… Why in Kami's name did it have to be… Him?

He rounded a short corner, and immediately came upon a door marked: Criminally Insane. He held his breath, imagining that this was some sort of dream… One where he'd wake up the minute he opened the door, now only a foot or so way... And grabbed the handle. Here goes everything.

As the door crept open, it made soft creaking noises. The type of noises a door might make if the hinges hadn't been oiled in a very long time. The type of noises… Well… The type of noises a puppet might make as it's long, wooden arms slowly crept around your throat… Strangling you… Making it so you couldn't breath an ounce of that precious oxygen all around you. You know its there… All around you… Yet you can't get it into you lungs… Your fiery, aching lungs. Until…. Until………

[Three days earlier]

Snap!

…….

Snap! Snap! Snap!

…

"C'mon Kankurou-san!!"

Snap! Snap!

"Kankurou-saaan!! Waake uuuup!"

The young puppeteer's eyes fluttered open silently. He tried to focus on what was making that damned snapping sound, when his sensitive pupils were suddenly filled with the stinging light inside of his bedroom.

"Kankurou-saaaan!!" He heard his waker's voice, and he realized she was clapping her hands together. "Temari-sama told me to wake you at 6:00, and its already 6:01!! Do you want me to lose my job?!"

The elder brother of the kazekage tried drowsily to sit up, but found he was too sleep induced to do so. Instead, he gave up, and grabbed for his pillow. He needed something to guard against that damned toxic light.

"Kankurou-san! Oneeegaiii!!!"

He felt an ice cold hand grip his wrist before he was able to locate his pillow.

"Wake… UP!"

The hand got tighter, and the nails began to dig into his flesh. He yelped, and struggled out of his sleep induced coma.

"G-Godamnit Kinata!!" He slowly shrugged off the sleepiness. "I told you about a thousand damned times!!"

He wrestled free of the grip, and stuck his tongue at his waker. Her name was Kinata, and although she preferred not to be called so, she was his and Temari's maid. Whenever confronted on the subject, she would violently deny it, saying: 'I am most certainly not a maid…! Why… Why… I'm more of a… Well… Sister-for-hire!' She would then nod her head violently, as if this made her statement a fact, and then continue on with her duties, before the other person could make a comeback on the subject.

"I told you to let me sleep until 10:00 from now on!!"

Silence, then:

"But Kankurou-san… I would love to let you sleep…" Was that sarcasm in her voice? "But Temari-sama told me to wake you at 6:00… And she is your senior…"

The young puppeteer's hands grew into fists, and he suddenly bolted upright.

"Damnit!!!"

He threw his hands up into the air, as if to suddenly grab at the girl in front of him. When she flinched away, he smirked.

"Tch. You think just because Temari's older, she can tell me what to do?!"

He got closer to the girl, until his face was within a few inches from her's. The sense of tenseness coming from her made him grin, and his right hand slowly made its way up from next to him on the bed.

"N-No, I d-d-don't think that, Kankurou-sama…" She eyed his hand warily. "B-But I d-d-d-don't wanna loose my j-job…! If Temari were to find out that I-"

Suddenly, his right hand shot up, into her face. He watched with amusement as she tried to scream, but couldn't. She closed her eyes, afraid to open them… Until… Suddenly she felt his finger poke her forehead lightly. She slowly opened her eyes to find him grinning wolfishly.

"Gotcha'"

She stared back at him for kami knew how long, until he chuckled and shook his head.

"Its called a joke, smart-one. Ever laughed once in your life?"

He continued to watch her watch him, until he got bored.

"What are you… In shock or something…?" He scratched his head lightly. "You didn't think I would actually attack you…"

Silence.

"Did you…?"

She continued to stare into nothingness.

…

"You're really weird… You know that?"

He pushed himself up, off the bed, and began out of the room.

"Oh, and before I forget..." He looked over his shoulder. She was still sitting there. "You need to come down and make me breakfast." His stomach growled to make his point. "I didn't have dinner last night due to a mission." He continued out into the hall, heading to the restroom. Perhaps a shower would to wake him up further.

After his shower, he lazily made his way down the stairway, into the joint kitchen. He called it the 'joint kitchen' because the apartment he and Temari shared was like two different houses, only joined by the same kitchen. People- Especially his friends- always told him how lucky he was to live in such a big place… He had always told himself he had earned it with his own money… But in a way, that was only half true. Yes, he and Temari both payed jointly for the place they called 'home'. But he knew that if he hadn't been the Kazekage's brother, there was no way the landlords of this place would even have thought to rent this it out to the likes of him.

As the puppeteer slowly made his way across the rather large room, he noticed that both Temari and Kinata were there as well. He made note of Temari's face. Anger.

Shit… Did Kinata tell her I tried to attack her or something…?!

He awkwardly nodded to his older sister before pulling a chair out from the table. He just as awkwardly sat down.

Warily, he watched Temari watch him. This continued until the silence got so dense, he absolutely had to break it. He opened his mouth to speak, but Temari spoke first.

"Damnit Kankurou!"

He watched as her face went from mild anger to full fledged rage.

Holy hell! What did she say, I tried to rape her?!

She continued:

"I told Kinata to wake you at 6:00! She says she did."

He nodded. Yes, that much was true.

"So, why, then, is the time now 7:30?!"

He heard her foot tap lightly on the tile floor. She always seemed to do this when she was angry, and it got to the point where he would curse the second he heard that infernal noise.

"Er…" He searched for the right words. He needed to smoothly talk his way out of this.

"Ehm… Uh… Well… You know… I didn't… I mean… She was the one…. Uh… Huh?"

He chuckled nervously. SHIT… THAT could have gone better.

His elder sister blinked once, then twice. He studied her face, and realized the anger had gone. Instead, there was total confusement.

"Uh… Well… Okay then, Kankurou."

She looked at him the way someone would look at an insane person, and shook her head.

"The reason I wanted you awake so early," She began, as her face went from confused to serious, "… Was because the elders want to speak to you."

The young puppeteer had begun to drink the coffee Kinata had set in front of him, when suddenly he choked, and spat it back out.

T…The ELDERS…?! They want to see… ME?!

Temari looked confused again, and stood up. "Are you alright?" She asked, slight concern In her voice.

"W-WHY?!" He was able to choke out. "W-WHY DO T-THE ELDERS W-"

Before he could finish, she shook her head solemnly. "I don't know Kankurou…" She looked as though she was about to add something else, but instead, she just repeated, "I don't know."

On the way to the Kazekage's mansion for his meeting with the elders, Kankurou stopped to chat with a couple of his friends. He really didn't have only one group of friends. Instead, he usually just hang out with whoever seemed like his type of company, which of course, was the silent, laid back type.

"Wait… So the elders want to speak… To YOU?!" One of them asked. His eyes seemed to shift nervously every few seconds.

He nodded solemnly.

"Well… Do you know why?!" another one asked.

He shook his head just as solemnly.

"Holy crap…"

He watched them all take a few steps back, as though he had some disease that could spread at any moment.

"Well… Uh…" One of them started. "Good luck with that…" He was gone in two seconds.

The rest caught on, and within a few seconds the left as well. Eventually, he was alone.

He sighed, and continued his walk towards the mansion... And the elders...... And his fate. On the way, he wondered Damn… Why do I even HAVE friends…?!

End.

Tell me what you think, and I may make more. ^^