Pairings: KankuroXSakura
Prompt: Curious Creatures
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"Kankuro!" Kankuro winced as his wife's voice echoed down to his workshop. The woman had a set of lungs on her and when she used them it rarely meant good things for him. Deciding to ignore it he turned back to the puppet in front of him ready to set back to work when the call came again, only with a little extra, "Kankuro, if you don't get your butt up here now I'm coming down there."
Nope, nope, nope he did not want that. Their marriage worked on several specific principles; he did all the cooking, she dealt with their daughter's academy teachers, he stayed away from the hospital (especially the poison department) and she absolutely stayed out of his workshop. The fact that he was willing to come down meant something was wrong. Dropping his tools he sprinted up the stairs and into the living room where his pink haired wife stood, gazing down at their two daughters.
Their daughters were spitting images of Sakura, pink hair and all, but they had his mischievous streak; which was why he wasn't at all that surprised to find the girls playing with that particular puppet. Sure he had had it all locked up under several seals but his daughters were smart and he couldn't help but be a little proud that they had gotten past it all. Another part of him was scared, Sakura hated this puppet, and had begged him to get rid of it. He had agreed, but when it came time for it he simply couldn't do it and had locked it away in his workshop where Sakura never went. However he should have known to move it once his girls began displaying their more curious sides; a fact that was only backed up by the rage in Sakura's eyes.
"You promised me that you got rid of it, you swore to me!"
He held up his hands in defense "Sakura, I know you're mad . . ."
"Mad does not even begin to describe this. He almost killed me! He shoved a sword though me!" Her rant went on and he looked behind her at their daughters who were listening to Sakura's story with great attention, figures. Turning back to his wife he found her glaring at him, now silent. With a motion of his head their girls ran from the room, abandoning the puppet, and he turned to Sakura.
"I know I promised to get rid of him, but I couldn't. He's a part of Suna's history, both the good and the bad, and he was an amazing puppeteer." He watched as most of the anger vanished from Sakura's eyes; most not all.
"You still promised."
He nodded "I know I did, and I had him locked up in the workshop under several locks and seals; the sae ones we use to keep the secret files locked up. A jounin shouldn't have been able to get past those seals, the fact that the girls did is major."
He watched as her eyebrows rose, before moving forward and wrapping her arms around him in a hug, he eagerly returned it. "Lock Sasori up outside of the house, in one of vaults in the archives, I don't want to see it again."
He smiled "Of course."
"I'm serious Kankuro, if I see it again I'm destroying it."
And Kankuro knew she was completely serious, and after her little story, he knew the girls would be anxious to get their hands on it again and dig up any information they could. The women in his life were all curious creatures, and he loved it.
Here's Kankuro, let me know who you want to see tomorrow. And tomorrow I will announce the winner of the Fugaku poll, if you haven't voted go do so! Also I am looking for a Beta, maybe two to help with several of my stories and help catch what I miss. PM me if you're interested and I'll send you the details.