Gaara sat on his bed, reading the letter with a blank expression on his face. He didn't really know what to think of this. He looked up at the door when he heard someone knock on the door. The door then opened and his older brother slipped in.

"You okay little bro?" he asked, looking at the red-head in concern. Gaara sighed and nodded.

"I don't know what to think," he told him softly. Kankurou sat down beside Gaara, sighing.

"Do you want me to go through those with you?" Gaara looked at his brother questioningly.

"Why would you want to help me?" Kankurou shrugged.

"I don't know. I remember a little about her, so I thought I could help you remember." Gaara's eyes widened in shock.

"You knew her?" Kankurou shook his head.

"Not really. I remember her being around you a lot." Gaara blinked and averted his eyes towards the ground in sadness. "I also remember her breaking my snake puppet for making you cry. I don't think she liked me very much." Gaara looked up at his brother and smirked at him, vaguely remembering the incident. He remembered the sound of wood splitting and the sound of wires snapping. He a young girl making Kankurou apologize for hurting his feelings.

"I think I want to do this alone," Gaara finally told him. Kankurou nodded in understanding and slowly got up.

"If you need anything, I'll be in my room making some adjustments to Karasu." Gaara nodded and Kankurou slowly left the room.

Gaara picked up another envelope and carefully opened it. There were two separate letters. Not wasting an time, he began reading.