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Here's chapter nine. Please, enjoy and review?
Chapter 9
"Temari-san. Your brother, I mean Kazekage-sama asks to see you."
The blonde kunochi just turned in her bed and closed her eyes stubbornly.
"Tell him that I'm ill."
"He said that if you didn't come, he would try his sand-coffin on you." insisted the ninja.
Temari sighed and stood up.
"Tell him that I'll be ready in five minutes."
"I will."
Five minutes later, Temari stood in front of her brother's desk, with Gaara's back turned to her. He was wearing his Kazekage mantel and the hood with the symbol of the wind was on the desk. The room was quite empty. In bookshelves, scrolls that were lined up in a strict order. The desk had only a few papers with two or three black pens, the official stamps and a red ink box.
The only furniture in the room was the bookshelves, the desk and two chairs. It had a great view over the city and often, with Kankuro and Gaara, they enjoyed to see the sunset from there.
A long and heavy silence stretched out between the two siblings. Temari had looked away from her brother and began to read the titles of the scrolls and books she could see on the shelves. Suddenly, Gaara began to talk, cold and sharp as a knife.
"I thought you were a different person, Temari."
"Gaara, listen..."
"Why should I? You're incompetence is embarrassing everyone. It has been two months that you've been giving nothing else than trouble to your colleagues. You're late, absent, daydreaming, not finishing properly your missions, and you've even managed to injuresome students yesterday while you showed one of your ninjutsus! What do you have to say for that?"
Temari could feel the murderous aura around her brother. Since he became Kazekage, he was strict when it became about the security of the villagers and all ninjas.
It wasn't in her habits to be careless, but her mind couldn't stay focused on what she was doing. And she blamed the black haired shinobi she left in Konoha.
Again a long silence. But it was Temari that interrupted it.
"I'm just not feeling well."
"So why haven't you been to the hospital and asked to examine you?"
"..."
"I thought so. Temari, do you really want to defy me?!"
The ice cold voice of Gaara slapped in the big room like a whip. Temari shivered. The sand began to move around her brother and some of it approached her dangerously.
"I wont let anyone put in danger my village without punishing him, even if it is my own sister, do you understand!"
"Gaara!"
Surprisingly, the sand retreated in the gourd and Gaara turned to Temari.
"So, what's your excuse?"
"I...don't have one."
"And?"
The blond kunochi stared for a moment in the jade eyes of her brother. How long has it been that she had been scolded by him? Years ago. And strangely, it made her feel better. Thanks to that, she could get a grip on her feelings and put things in perspective.
Gaara continued to observe his older sister. Kami knew how much he loved her, but sometimes, he didn't know how to handle her otherwise than with threats. Anyway, even if he had only tried to talk with her, like any brother would do with his sister, he wouldn't have gotten any result or even an answer. Temari was proud, strong minded and stubborn, maybe more than himself. She always wanted to do things self, act tough, and being independent. But sometimes, she acted way to reckless, like now.
"Are you planning to go back?"
"I..."
"Just go." sighed Gaara.
"Thanks, Gaara."
And Temari left the room and closed the door behind.
"And don't dare to come back without having made it up with that Nara guy..."
