Chapter three;;
Oh, Temari
Disclaimer: Naruto and the members of it belong to Masashi Kishimoto and um yeah. I'm changing things up a lot. Temari is not related to Kankurou and Gaara at all. And Temari will have more of a badass attitude and such. She is also sixteen while dear Kankurou is eighteen. And another thing is that the Kazekage never died. Mhm mhm. Temari is also from Amegakure. Thank youuuuu.
Temari had looked so pissed off at Kankurou when she stood up, sending him a sharp glare as she walked up the stairs. Although Temari was on about five foot and Kankurou was six foot four he knew she could probably beat him to a bloody pulp if she wanted to. He also knew that she didn't say hollow threats, which was quite bad for him in every single way possible.
After eating breakfast Kankurou left Gaara to clean up and wandered upstairs. He was walking through the corridors, about to enter his bedroom when he was pushed against the wall, his face pressed against the wall. Not knowing just who it was Kankurou turned sharply and kicked the attacker in the stomach, causing them to fall backwards and hit the opposite wall. Sighing he looked at the person and froze when he noticed the familiar milky colored face and the blonde hair.
"Oh- TEMARI!" Kankurou yelled, kneeling down beside her only to be flipped on his back immediately.
"I told you, bastard. I told you not to tell anyone about my drawings!" She huffed in his ear, holding his arms behind his back and pressed her feet against his legs, her knees on either side of his waist. "I warned you, Kankurou!" He just laid stiff under her grasp not wanting to make her any more angry than she already was. "I know, Temari. It just kind of slipped out. I'm--"
"Hush," Temari whispered in his ear as she heard faint footsteps heading towards the staircase. "Gaara." She mumbled and grabbed onto Kankurou's hand, pulling him into his bedroom and pushing him on the bed, the door closed. Kankurou propped himself up on his elbows as he heard his brother slowly coming up the stairs. How in Kami's life did she know he was coming up the stairs that soon? As the door opened slowly Temari moved, climbing under the bed on the other side."Hey- Kankurou… Have you seen Temari at all? Hey! You're still alive huh?" Gaara asked, smirking at him gently. Kankurou just stared at his brother though and Gaara just rolled his eyes at his brother. "He's amazed…" Gaara muttered, walking out of the room and smoothly kicking the door shut.
"So lucky…" Temari hissed, walking towards the door with a slight smirk on her face. Kankurou had it coming.
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7:00 PM
Gaara was sitting in the living room near the front door, watching some TV, or well sort of. Glancing up he noticed someone at the door but saw the flash of blond hair and knew it was just Temari. She was back from shopping for new clothes but when she walked in, Gaara's jaw dropped. Slick black and creamy skin…
Temari appeared at the door in a mid-thigh length black dress, thin straps holding it up. Just then Kankurou was walking down the stairs and he almost fell down the stairs."Oh-- Temari?" He asked, looking at her again, blinking wide, dark jade eyes. The two brothers seemed to be stunned that their-- guest-- was dressed in a black dress in the house. Sure, she looked amazing but…"Jeez. Relax guys, you look like you just saw a naked Daimyo!" Clicking her heels towards the stairs she smiled. "Don't worry. I have other clothes!" Climbing the stairs she past Kankurou and whispered gently. "This is just a warm-up Kankurou."
… A six foot four shinobi scared of a little 5'2 girl?
Yes.
Did he not like seeing her like that?
Hell no.In fact- Kankurou loved it. He had to admit he was starting to like Temari. Even if she did try to hurt him he knew that no matter he would end up falling for her,
"I feel bad for the guy that makes her mad!" Gaara chuckled loudly and Kankurou just looked nervous. Smiling he turned on the stairs.
"Me too…"