A/N Since I started with a Fic for everyday I couldn't finish them because I have to much work to handle at the moment. But I wanted to finish at least one so here it is, the others will follow I swear!

Hope you enjoy it!

One of his hands was drawing soothing circles on her back while colorful pictures flashed trough the TV-Screen. His chocolate-colored eyes wandered over to her peaceful face, her beautiful teal eyes closed and framed by her blonde eyelashes, steady breath flowing over her slightly parted pink lips. She was indeed beautiful he thought to himself and his lips curled up in a gentle smile.

A troublesome, beautiful storm.

She could be the soothing breeze which blows at your back and gives you enough motivation to get through your day when the shadows might get you. To most of the people Temari doesn't seem to care about other people or their problems. But actually he didn't know somebody in this whole world who could cheer you up and let you see the light on dark days like her.

She could be the upcoming wind which warns you for a storm, when the sky is getting darker and you hurry home to not get into the rain when she was getting angry with you. You don't know if your fascinated by the atmosphere and it could only pass by or if you have to fear the fierce storm which could be approaching.

She could be this fierce storm with to heavy wind for protecting yourself from the rain with an umbrella when she was angry with you. When you didn't read the signs of her frowning face and her teal eyes glancing at you, breath getting heavier and voice getting sharp. Then you'll get into heavy weather and you have to deal with the consequences of not getting into safe area. She'll let you feel all your stupidness, you could struggle but in the end she will win and you will be soaked to your bones by the storm.

But this won't be nothing compared to the storm her enemies have to struggle with. There won't be mercy. And after she'll get them there won't be anything left.

But she could also be the most troublesome hot storm, letting you forget everything in this world by letting her hands roam over your body and pressing hot kisses on your neck. Hot air swirling around you, building a sticky layer of sweat on your skin and getting your mind all foggy not letting a rational thought cross your mind.

Although she could be the gentle summer breeze which appears after a rainy day and which you'll enjoy walking through letting your nose smell the fresh and cleaned air. There will be beautiful flowers bloom after this storm but this will be nothing compared to the gentle smile spreading on her face that only dedicated to you, gives you silly soppy butterflies in your stomach and fills you with love only she could give you.

His hand stroke blonde hair out of her face when her sleepy voice interrupted his thoughts „What are you thinking about?". The Blonde yawned and stretched her tired body „You look so happy it frightens me when you have nothing to nag about, man" she grinned at him and waited till he shifted his arms so she could snuggle her tired body to his chest. Rolling his eyes her husband opened his arms in a welcoming gesture which his wife took with an triumphant smile. A soft kiss was pressed to her messy hair „Nah nothing I just thought about you being different kind of storms." her eyebrow raised „That's a pretty obvious thought you know." - „Yeah I know, I mean you're like a troublesome hurricane destroying everything and.." he peeked down to her seeing dark clouds gathering „And?" she asked her voice sharp „And you're like a storm with thunder. You know, your snoring is pretty noisy." the men stated nonchalantly and chuckled at the sour face his wife was making. Smack. „I deserved that.."