Alright~

This is my first fanfic that I wrote and am currently still editing (I wrote it some time ago) So please be kind(ish) m(_ _)m

Talena~

*Recap*

"Good, now..." Rika blushed for the second time in years. "I think I should go back to the room, I know after all that activity I'm tired and I need a hot shower. Not in that order either."

"I'll walk you all back." Kankuro stated leading them out of the room with Temari following behind.

Kankuro left the Leaf ninja in their rooms and walked hurriedly walked to his room, his older sister rushing to keep up. Once they were in his room he sat at the low table, cleaning up some of his puppet parts.

With an irritated swipe he pulled off his black cap and wiped the purple war paint from his face. Temari rested her fan next to his door and took a seat across from him. "What's wrong?"

"It's Gaara..." Kankuro stated putting his elbow on the table and resting his chin on his arm.

"What's wrong with him?" Temari straightened.

"I don't know." He sighed.

"What are you talking about?" The blonde woman snarled making to stand.

"Sit down," Kankuro waved his free hand at her and reluctantly Temari settled back down adjusting her black kimono. "When you were tending to the woman, Seiko, Gaara called her 'interesting'."

Temari's eyes widened a fraction, "Isn't that a good thing? He has been slowly changing ever since that fight with Naruto years ago, isn't it time that he showed an interest in a female?"

"We don't know anything about this woman besides the fact that she's anbu, here on a mission and has an extremely high tolerance for pain." Kankuro complained, before a small smile spread. "Oh and she's a little pretty."

"Trust you to add that." Temari whacked him lightly on the head and Kankuro grinned wider.

"Well from what I think..." He was unsure on how to continue his train of thought. However Temari urged him to finish, "I feel as though she has a wall she puts up around herself and not many people can get through."

"And what does that have to do with anything?" Temari asked.

"It means that I hope they both can break down each others walls before they have to leave."

Temari stood, "How long are they here for?"

"The quick look I got from the scrolls she handed to Gaara..." Kankuro closed his eyes thinking, snapping them open he lifted his head to look at Temari who was strapping her fan to her back. "I think it said for as long as the Sand needed them."

"That's good then." She grinned. "Looks like they could be here a while then."

Gaara stood, back in his Kazekage white robes with his arms folded and eyes narrowed as the interrogation squad cleaned up the bloody mess they made while persuading the enemy ninja to give them the information they needed.

The man had died before he said anything though and the young Kazekage was beginning to get annoyed. "How many are left?" he demanded of the closest man.

"Seven my Lord." the man answered with his head lowered. "After we finish cleaning here the next one will be questioned."

"If the next one doesn't talk leave the blood." Gaara commanded leaving the room knowing his orders would be carried out.

As he walked back towards his office a loud noise coming from the guest rooms stopped him. Gaara gave an inaudible sigh as he changed direction, the Leaf ninja were in his care and it was his responsibility to look after them while they were helping his village.

As he neared the doors a loud bang could be heard again so he slightly increased his pace. He had no doubt that they could take care of themselves if they came under attack, but to be attacked in his own home was unforgivable.

Gaara opened the door without bothering to knock and upon the sight that greeted him he stopped, his sand frozen halfway out of his gourd.

The Nara man was knocked out, slumped against the far wall, his Leaf ninja clothing torn, while the Hyuuga was pinned under an angry looking woman who in turn was holding a ninjaken to his pale throat.

"Lord Kazekage..." Hinata called, her head poking out of the wash-room.

"What happened?" he folded his arms, his white robes bellowing.

"Th- they tried to wake her up..." Hinata muttered her head moving a little more behind the door, "I said it wouldn't be a good idea."

"Why?" Gaara asked, "Why would they want her to wake?" He was confused, if someone wanted sleep why not just let them sleep? When he had Shukaku still residing in him, he had not been able to sleep. Now that was no longer the case Gaara still found it hard to sleep so he could understand the woman's anger at being woken.

"They were wondering if they could have a day off..." Hinata mumbled again. "They touched her, she attacked throwing Shikamaru into the wall and as Neji went to calm her down... That happened."

Gaara looked down at the woman on the floor, she had dark circles under her eyes and had not regained her normal tanned skin tone. Making a decision Gaara wrapped his sand around the arm holding the ninjaken and pulled it away from the Hyuugas' throat.

When the sword dropped to the floor Gaara wrapped sand around the rest of her body pulling the woman from the Hyuuga male. "You are free until I call for you, I will take the woman somewhere she can sleep."

Gaara turned and left the room casting a quick look and the woman he captured wondering why she was not struggling.

Thump.

She was asleep once more, a small smile on her face. Gaara gripped his chest, something was making him feel weird when he looked at the natural smile on the woman's sleeping. He was thinking about it when the image of her blushing before she left his rooms filtered through his head.

Thump thump.

A new thought then slipped into his mind, was the woman still asleep when she had attacked her team? A brief smile flashed across his face, the woman was indeed interesting in his opinion.

Edited~