"Oi, get up!" A pillow to my head awoke me, dazedly I stared around. Temari grinned at me, the pillow in her hand as she tossed it back onto the sleeping Kankuro's head. It muffled the loud snoring that was emitting from him. "Us girls need a lot of time to prepare for the festival?" I tilted my head and gave her a curious look.

"Festival?" I asked curiously.

"Yup." Temari grinned, putting her hands on her hips. "They have one every year. There'll be food, games, and lots of fun. You and I have to get out early to go get kimono's!" She yanked on my hand, pulling me from the hotel room and exiting into the crowd of girls. They were all surrounding a large shop that had many beautiful Kimono's on sale.

"I don't have too much money-" I murmured, taking out the purse, shaped like a cats head so that when I opened it, it looked as if I was reaching inside the cats mouth to get my yen. I didn't have much left, but Temari clucked her tongue and wagged her finger at me.

"I have plenty!" She held up a plain purse that was bursting with yen, I sweatdropped as she laughed happily, saying something about 'the quirks of having the Kazekage as a father' before stepping in line. It moved slower than I thought it would, Temari and I were dying of boredom by the time we had reached the front of the line and it was our town to pick out the Kimono of our choice. Many girls had piled into line behind us and were waiting impatiently.

Temari couldn't seem to find one that fit correctly, due to the fact she was tall, but she went with a green Kimono that had leaves all over it, that stopped an inch above her knees. She took the time to help me figure out which one to choose, although most didn't fit to my embarrassment. It wasn't my waist or stomach or anything that caused the Kimono to have an awkward fit, it was my chest. I didn't care what people said, having a large bust was a curse.

Finally, I had found one to my liking that didn't squeeze the daylights out of my breasts, although the only reason it didn't was because it was cut so low. Temari whistled in approval, thanks to her I was going to the Festival looking like a prostitute! Thank goodness the bottom of it hit the ground or I'd die of embarrassment. Maybe I could find something appropriate to wear under it so that my cleavage wouldn't hang out so much.

Temari and I bought our Kimono's and were off into town now, to find anything that would match with our outfits for the night. I had never been too fond of shopping, today certainly wasn't any different, as the crowded shops made me feel claustrophobic.

"Oh, look at this!" Temari reached for a blue hair piece, a clip that had a light blue flower that went well with the blue on my Kimono, and my eyes. However, another girl had happened to reach it first. Their hands landed on it at the same time and their eyes met a flash of lightning shooting through the shops as their eyes met.

"It's mine." Temari hissed, pulling the clip towards her.

"I don't think so. Your name isn't written on it." The other girl hissed, tugging the clip back towards her. While they were locked in battle, I spotted the exact same hair piece, it being the last one left, and snatched it up before tapping Temari's shoulder.

"I got one, Temari." With a snap, the hair piece the two girls had been clinging onto broke in half. Temari tossed the other half at the girl, laughing as the girl looked at her with unbelieving eyes.

"You're right, it is yours!" Temari ushered me to the front, where we bought the clip. When I voiced my protest at her not buying anything, she stated she'd simply keep her hair down tonight. I sighed as we exited the shop.

"I think that's about it. I have sandals for the two of us to wear, so now it's back to the boys for some R and R!" Temari smiled cheerfully, laughing once more as we passed by the annoyed girl standing with the broken clip. It seemed the shop keeper had made the girl buy it, a large sign in the window read 'You break it, you buy it.'

"Didn't you technically both break it?" I asked with a sigh. Temari shrugged.

"We both broke it, but she got caught with it!"

"You're certainly devious…" She smirked at me.

"If you're coming to Suna with us, you better learn to be tough with people. I suppose with Gaara's protection no one will mess with you, but without him around you've gotta learn to fend for yourself. Don't worry, I'll teach you!" I smiled at her; I still couldn't believe the incredible kindness that they were showing me in allowing them to live with them.

I figured it had only been because they were both intimidating and nervous about telling Gaara no, so they were just going along with what he was saying, but Temari seemed to be warming up to the idea quicker than Kankuro was. I didn't really want to think about anything that would frustrate me, only on the fun that I would hope to have tonight.

"We're back!" She cried out loudly, bursting into the room. Neither boy was around, she looked everywhere for them, including under the bed as that was where Kankuro would often hide when scared. She tossed the bags of our stuff onto her bed before collapsing on Gaara's bed beside me. "It'll be even more relaxing without the boys around!"

She grabbed onto the phone beside the bed, dialing a number before pressing the phone to her ear.

"What're you doing?"

"Room service! We're gonna fill up now so that we don't look like pigs in front of the boys later, not that I care what my brothers think but Shika-" She stopped her sentence quickly, a blush forming on her face as she then talked into the phone, ordering a bunch of food for the two of us to eat. My eyes narrowed as I tried to decipher the name she had nearly uttered out. Shika… It sounded so familiar, yet I could quite pinpoint it. I was thrown from my thoughts when Temari hung up the phone.

"That'll be enough for the two of us! You're not a picky eater, I hope!" I shook my head, I had learned at a young age to accept all food as it was, or else my mother would have something to say. Be grateful you even get to eat tonight is what she would say… Temari noticed my distress and immediately tried to change the subject.

"While we're waiting for the food, we should do our nails!" She stood up and walked over to a bag beside her bed and began to rustle through it. I hadn't seen Temari as being this girly, but apparently she had a side that no one saw too often. She pulled out blue nail polish tossing it at me as she found green nail polish for herself.

I wasn't good at painting my nails, when I did my left hand all was well, but as I switched over it turned into a massacre of paint. I stuck out my tongue, biting it as I tried to concentrate hard on getting my nails done. Temari didn't seem to be having as rough a time with me, as she easily cleaned up the sides of her nails if anything went awry; I wish I had that kind of skill.

"Oi, why did you guys order so much food?" Kankuro burst through the door, surprising me and causing the nail polish to go soaring through the air. It splashed across his face and he turned his glare to me.

"It goes well with your eyes?" I offered an apologetic smile before jumping from the bed as Kankuro launched himself at me. It was like a game of tag where if I got caught, I'd probably be strangled. Temari was trying to force Kankuro to stop, however her brother chose to ignore her words and chase me anyway. I gasped as I slipped on stray boxers on the floor, squeezing my eyes shut tight and preparing to hit the ground.

I fell softly onto the sand, sighing in relief as my savior appeared. Gaara appeared in the door way of the room, boredly glancing from me to Kankuro, who had run into a giant wall of sand that stopped him from falling on top of me. Temari had gone back to her nails and was ignoring the scene unfolding; I guess having two brothers made this rather uneventful to her now.

"He's trying to attack me!" I cried out, jumping up and regaining my balance as I hid behind Gaara. Kankuro was about to protest when Gaara took note of the nail polish on his face.

"It looks ridiculous." Gaara commented.

"I- But- She- I can't-" Kankuro smacked his forehead, dragging his hand down his face. I giggled from behind Gaara, earning another glare from Kankuro.

"You know, that nail polish isn't insta-dry stuff, right?" Kankuros mouth formed into the shape of an 'o' as he ran into the bathroom to check out the amazing amount of damage he'd done to his face. Gaara was watching the scene with little interest, choosing to disappear again as Kankuro ran from the room, muttering something about nail polish remover.

"He knows you could just use water, right?" Temari shrugged her shoulders.

"Who cares? They're gone again, let's eat!" The food had been delivered and wheeled into our room. Temari had certainly ordered a lot; my stomach growled happily as it spotted the delicious food before me. Oh, today was turning out to be so entertaining.

Temari and I had taken naps after devouring the food; hardly any crumbs were left behind as the maid came to do a bit of cleaning. The time slowly began to tick downwards, I soon felt Temari shaking me and forcing me to awaken. Gaara and Kankuro were already dressed, a fact that made me blush a bit. Gaara sure looked good in a red kimono… Kankuro's dark purple kimono matched perfectly with his face make-up, of course!

Temari pushed me into the bathroom with her so that we could change together, mostly so she could help me put the stupid thing on. I hadn't ever been forced to wear a kimono before, so it was natural I had no idea what I was doing when I was suddenly forced into one today. She tired the light grey obi around my waist, looking at my cleavage and nodding in approval as she fixed the lining for it.

"There we go! Enough to show cleavage, but not enough to show nipple!"

"Temari!" I cried out in embarrassment, covering my chest. I had turned bright red. She waved her hand uncaringly, tugging down on the kimono so that it didn't show too much leg, just enough to leave the man curious about the full package he'd be getting. It sounded like she had done this more than once, but before I knew it she had me seated on the counter as she put eye shadow over my eyes.

I had never been exposed to this much make up before, it felt awkward as she put it on. I didn't understand why girls had to get all dolled up for some stupid festival, I hated things like this. I didn't want to complain though, so I let Temari doll me up. She brushed my hair and put it into a bun, holding it up with the clip I'd gotten this morning. She nodded in approval as she looked over me and we got to working on her make-up and hair.

It looked rather good down; I didn't notice her hair was slightly past her shoulders, or that it was so straight. She smiled at my admiration, posing once as I gave her a thumbs up. She exited the bathroom first, bravely showing her outfit to her brothers. I heard Kankuro raise protest at how short it was, but Temari quickly shot down the protectiveness by stating she was the oldest and almost legally an adult, and that she could make decisions for herself.

I nervously walked from the bathroom, my face was still obviously light pink. Both boys stopped what they were doing for a second, Gaara's facial expression hadn't changed much, however a light blush was evident across his face, while Kankuro's mouth was open wide in surprise.

"Damn! Who knew you had a body!" Temari tossed a paper fan at Kankuro's forehead.

"Back off, pervert. You're almost an adult, too, and she's practically three years younger than you!" Temari grabbed onto my shoulders and pushed me towards the door. "Let's go!"

The town had been transformed into a beautiful shrine like place; flowers were placed all around, along with colorful banners and bright posters. A large stage was set up where a few amateurs were singing; beside that stood a donation box for Konoha hospital. There were many stands, as Temari had stated, that were for food or games. I smiled, sighing happily as delicious smells tortured my nostrils.

"Oi, Temari!" The people here were hurriedly pushing and of course I managed to get separated from them. Konoha was a big place, they had disappeared within seconds. I squeaked, being pushed along with the crowed before I composed myself and pushed out of the highway of people and into a more relaxed place.

I was set on finding someone I knew before the festival was over, I was sure I wouldn't find Temari for a few more hours so I set off on finding a certain blonde ninja. If my assumption was correct, he wouldn't be too far from the ramen stand that had appeared near the entrance… Ah, I was right!

The blond ninja had deciding on wearing a bright orange kimono, which I didn't find surprising. He was blushing slightly as he talked to the ramen guy, I decided to wait until their conversation was over until I talked to him.

"Hi Kay-chan!" Naruto greeted me warmly, a big smile coming onto his face. I smiled back at him.

"Oi, Naruto, don't tell me you brought two dates!" A playful voice rang from behind him. A girl I'd never seen before sauntered up, hooking an arm with Naruto and leaning against him. I blushed, suddenly feeling intimidated at being in her presence. Her breasts were even larger than mine, they were so pronounced it was the first thing I noticed about her.

She tugged back the long sleeve of her light purple kimono to shake my hand.

"I'm Kim." Her voice remained calm and even, she reminded me of Gaara in a sense. Naruto didn't seem to pay attention; a small line of drool began to drip from the side of his mouth as his eyes peeked at the top of Kim's dress. She didn't seem to mind, instead choosing to ignore him and look at the ramen stand.

"Let's get some ramen, Naruto!" She pulled him away, and thus I was left alone again. I sighed, being surrounded by people wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing in the world. I spotted a lone park bench under some trees, obviously set up for lovers to sit down and speak to each other. I slipped through the crowed with the best of my ability; I kept getting pushed around however so it had taken me a good hour to get to my desired location.

I plopped down onto the stone bench, sniffing the air as I smelt the flowers all around. It really did smell fantastic around here. I would be content with sitting here the whole night. I closed my eyes, smiling as the air blew against my face; for once in a long time I had been able to relax with no disruptions.

"Kaylyn." My eyes opened, meeting the sea foam green ones of Gaara's. He was standing in front of me, watching me curiously. I jumped up, happy to see someone I knew again.

"Gaara-kun!" I cried out. "I'm glad I found you!" Even though technically he'd found me…

A slow song begun to play and I peeked past Gaara to look at the stage, and the dance floor, since I had such a good view of it. A few couples had gotten together, embracing their loves and dates and whispering sweet nothings in their ears. I blushed a bit, realizing I wished I could've been one of those girls with a date, but Gaara didn't seem to be the dancing type.

I smiled as I saw Naruto and Kim, dancing to a song that was obviously meant to have a fast tempo. Kim was bumping into people while Naruto was stepping on her feet; but they were having fun, enjoying each others company. I glanced over at Gaara, motioning for him to join me with sitting on the stone bench. He glanced at the dancers, turning to me with a frown.

"I'm sorry." I blushed a bit, looking down at my lap and fiddling with my fingers.

"Don't worry about it, Gaara-kun. Sitting here with you is just as nice!" He blushed a bit, a small smile appearing on his face as he reached forward and stroked my cheek.

"You're so beautiful…" He murmured, his eyes staring deeply into mine. I felt my face drifting closer to his, he seemed to be thinking about whether or not he should pull away but instead he said nothing. I as beyond nervous but maybe today would be the day I'd get a kiss…

"JUST DO IT ALREADY!" I jumped from shock as I spotted Naruto and Kim watching with an annoyed look.

"Why do you guys have to go so slow! Just kiss the girl already!" Naruto whined. Kim smacked him on the back of the head; he had obviously ruined their spying game. Gaara turned away, slightly annoyed with Naruto's sudden entrance. As Naruto and Kim argued, I turned to admire Gaara again.

He was anything but normal that was for sure. But then again, was my life really normal? Was anything about me normal? I smiled, realizing maybe my life had just been preparing me for this moment. I knew Gaara didn't know much about love, but hopefully I'd be the one to teach him.

Hopefully he was my future. The one I would be with forever.

I could only hope so, right?