It was the stupidest argument Gaara could ever remember having, as well as one of the first he had ever had with his brother. He and his brother had been trying to keep everything discreet, but with the yelling they were both doing at the moment, he was sure the whole village knew they had become more than 'just brothers' to eachother.

"Are you kidding?! How can you be seme? I'm older, taller, wiser and stronger."

"Well, you got two out of four, I'll give you that. But you aren't wiser, and you sure as hell aren't stronger."

"You arrogant little creep..."

Kankuro tackled the redhead to the bed and grinned at his brothers lack of a response.

"You're being submissive; so therefore...I'm seme..."

Aqua eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.Sand lifted Kankuro from the ivory body and threw him against a wall as the young kazekage sat up. He watched in satisfaction as his brother winced in pain. "You're afraid of me, Kanky. Therefore...I am seme."

The older sand sibling scowled darkly. "Wanna bet?"

Gaara strode closer to the body sandily pinned to the wall. He stopped an inch from Kankuro's lips and exhaled softly;letting his breath drift over soft lips to tease his brother. "What kind of bet?"

Kankuro blinked dazedly. "Huh?"

The redhead chuckled evilly and backed up a step. "You've already lost."

It took the puppetmaster to realize what his brother meant and he stomped a foot. "If you would get this blasted sand off of me, I could tease back."

"Why would I do that?"

Gaara mentally sweat dropped. His brother knew all of his sensitive spots. When he had gone from a bloodcrazed killer to a responsible kazekage, he also took on the role of a brother, and his family accepted it eagerly. Kankuro had learned his little brother was a ticklish, demon posessed leader, and the discovery had nearly cost him his life. When Kankuro had learned his brothers secret, he did everything he could to hear his brother laugh. He would attack him at random times of the day; although making sure noone else was around to discover Gaara's weakness. And teasing Gaara was so much fun to do when there was noone around to give him an incredulous expression. One of those oh so familiar are-you-nuts?-he's-a-mad-killer! kind of looks...

That was what had led to their relationship. One day Kankuro was teasing Gaara with a bag of cookies; which was another secret he had stumbled upon. His brother had never shown any interest in food unless it had to do with blood; but even Gaara couldn't hide his cookie obsession from his family; so Kankuro decided to use it to his advantage. The kazekage had gotten pissed when Kankuro had teased him with the sweets; waving it in front of his face tauntingly. When Gaara swiftly reached out for them; his brother would pull them higher so they were out of reach. That was the first time the puppetmaster had ever seen his brother pout. It was adorable...but odd. He had seen the plotting gleam in the clear, blue eyes...but didn't have time to assess it.

Gaara had abruptly rose on his toes and kissed Kankuro; reaching for the cookies as he shocked his brother. Gaara was about to pull away; his eyes lighting up triumphantly as he grabbed the package; but his brothers body had snapped into action. Lips pressed back, and it was Gaara's turn to be shocked. When they pulled apart; they were both confused; but neither had regretted a thing. After that, they discussed what the hell had exactly happened and why.

"I just wanted the cookies..."

Kankuro conceded to Gaara's point and admitted he shouldnt have teased his brother, but now what were they going to do? They both knew they enjoyed the kiss, but the issue wasn't only the fact that they were guys. It was that they were brothers. And that Gaara was the leader of their village.

"Oh, so what? I can still be leader. And noone will find out, if thats what you're worried about. I've seen guys kiss all the time, and brothers or not; its already out of our hand..."

With that statement, their time together had gone from brotherly, to unnatural. Kankuro wasn't sure if they were just in it for the sex...or if they actually loved eachother more than family. The sex was great, but there was also something else there. Gaara had his reputation, but he also had a side only Kankuro had seen. The fearless leader...was cuddly.

Gaara returned to the matters at hand when his brother licked at the sand on an arm. The younger male rose an imaginary eyebrow; but realized what the cat-eared boy was up to when sand came away. It was a slow process; but Kankuro was melting the sand away from his arms.

"Disgusting! God; I hate the taste of sand!"

Gaara snorted in amusement as he released the grains. "Then why lick it, fool?"

Kankuro growled fiercely and leapt at his brother; only to crash into the bed as the redhead moved to the side. When the puppeteer landed with a bounce; Gaara quickly followed; climbing over Kankuro and straddling his hips.

"Now...about that bet..."