I refuse to put a disclaimer here cause everyone should be bright enough to know that I don't own Naruto. I'm pretty sure that's why this is called FANfiction.


\Part Twelve/


Still Gaara's POV

I walked in my own home just to be nearly tackled by my older sister.

"So how was it?" she asked.

I looked at her funny, "It was ok…"

She gave me a disbelieving look and said, "Oh come on, we're talking about Emika Nakamura here. Is anything she does, just 'ok'?"

I glared at her and then sighed, "No…she got me involved in a few things…" I nearly put a hand through my hair but thought better of it. That's when Temari grabbed my hand.

"Hmm it looks like…glitter?" she asked with a confused expression on her face. This was slowly getting on my nerves.

"What happened?" Kankuro came out looking dead tired, "I heard something about glitter."

"Nothing," I said.

"Gaara's got glitter on his hands," Temari answered no matter what I had just explained.

"What'd you do?" Kankuro asked still somewhat sleepy.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, "She got me involved in a few pranks…" I answered for them.

"Ah ha!" Temari suddenly shouted, "I knew she hadn't changed…so what's she like now? I haven't talked to her yet but I want to. Nothing is really boring around her."

"Yeah," Kankuro grinned stupidly, "She's pretty cute if you ask me…"

I rolled my eyes, "Is that all you ever think about? And plus, she isn't going to be marrying anyone soon by the looks of it. You should have seen the way she talks about them."

Temari raised an eyebrow, "Do tell," she said, "But let's go into the living room…"

"Hey Gaara?" Kankuro asked and he had a confused look on his face, "Is there something different about you?"

I frowned and then looked in the mirror by the front door. Nothing seemed out of place yet something felt different…that's when it hit me.

"My gourd! I left it in her place!" I said and ran for the door.

"Aww man and were just about to hear what he got to do," Temari said disappointed.

"Well wake me up when he gets here," Kankuro said and walked back to his room to fall asleep.

Emika's POV

"And I don't want to EVER see that boy again!" mother was yelling at me. I had zoned out for most of her speech.

I looked up in her general direction with my 'are-you-done' look, "You can't stop me from hanging out with Gaara mom," I said with a bit of anger in my voice, "He's my friend," I said with a bit dishonesty in me but I wouldn't admit it, "And you can't keep friends apart for too long."

I heard her take a deep breath in and said, "Listen to me, Emi, I feel as though he's the part of the reason-OH MY DEAR LORD!!" she shouted.

"What?" I asked and turned around amused. Well anything that would make my mom scream that would be amusing.

"What…what are you doing back here?" she asked with a whole lot of resentment in her voice. I frowned.

"I'm just taking back what is rightfully mine," I heard Gaara say.

"Oh hey Gaara," I said casually and smiled brightly, "What'cha doing?" I asked.

"Forgot my gourd," he said, "Can't really go around Suna without it, can I?" he said just as casually as I had done before.

"Get OUT!!" mother screamed at him.

"Mom," I rolled my eyes, "Please, it's not like he's a germ or something contagious." I was suddenly feeling very odd. It was somewhere in my stomach and in my head.

"It's alright, Emi," Gaara said, "I have to get back to my house anyways. Temari and Kankuro are waiting."

"O-ok then," I said and blinked a couple of times while frowning slightly.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"Just leave!" mother said.

"Mom…" I said and then walked forward a bit. Then a burst of pain shot through my head and I screamed as I fell forward. Consciousness was slowly leaving me and I felt a pair of strong arms catch me before I made contact with the ground.


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