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Gaara eyed the request reluctantly. He wasn't very on board with this whole idea. Baki-sensei, Temrai-chan, and Kankuro-usuratonkachi had no idea about his sugar obsession, and he really didn't want them to know. Ever since he was a child, it had always been a secret shared between he and his uncle, and his since Yashamaru had perished (he'd killed the guardians who'd found out. Only the man who gave him the cookies and cakes, the one he called 'cupcake person', knew of his sugar fixation), he was one of the only ones who knew of his obsession with all things sugar.
Gaara eyed the five-tiered wedding cake apprehensively. His mouth watered, but he gulped down the spit, not wishing for anyone to see his obsession with all things cake. It was dangerous for a nin to be so obsessed about such trivial things - it could be used to exploit weaknesses.
Still, it was even more dangerous to voice his opinion aloud. He'd worked really hard to keep their opinion about him somewhat civil (aside from full moons, when they avoided him like the plague - he couldn't help bloodlust season...), and he didn't want to be viewed as a scaredy-cat (like Kankuro) or a bossy, commanding arsehole (like Baki and Temari). No, he was the murdering psychpath (except when there was cake, so he supposed this was, in retrospect, a better alternative).
Mind made up, Gaara went on the mission, following the sweet scent of cake.
It took three days to reach the target. Gaara was unusually happy, all smiley with pink flowers rolling around his aura, nearly visible. When he was like this, he was almost cute, but considering his background, he looked like he was plotting mass murder.
Of course, the cause for his happiness was soon to be discovered, and easy to find.
When they arrived at the wedding with the cake, there was a huge bite mark across three of the layers. While everyone covered for Gaara, the redhead was cleaning a kunai knife of frosting (how he'd gotten it covered in frosting, no one had any idea). In any case, Temari and Baki rounded up enough money to have it repaired with random pastries (donuts, eclairs, cupcakes, pure chocolate, chips, ice cream, etc). Gaara came up with the last part: Campbells candy (he'd stockpiled the cherry flavor). He handed the box to the bride with a devious smile. "Your cake was very delicious."
They had to run away. Once they were at a safe distance, Gaara was yelled at the entire way home. The redhead was on a sugar high, so he didn't really listen.
Prompts are welcomed.
