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Chapter 35, Waking Up.

A spray of small rocks fell over us. I shielded my daughter from it and leaned over Gaara, trying to protect his face a little bit. When the rocks stopped falling, Naruto gave me my son and told me to stay put. Then he left to check everything out. I listened closely for any sounds, but could hear nothing. Nothing at all. No struggling, no fighting. No nothing. Just silence.

I jumped a little when there was a loud hysterical laugh. It was cut off abruptly with a thudding sound. I peeked around the metal table I was hiding behind and looked around, and I could just make out a few figures in the clouds of dust. As the dust slowly settled I could make out Naruto's orange jacket and the dark green of Kakashi's, and a dark lump laying between them on the floor. Ino and Sakura came running over to me, but what jumped me was a hand grabbing my ankle.

I screamed and pulled away, clutching the twins to my chest.

"Kira..." Gaara moaned with pain as he tried to sit up. His eyes caught mine, then they moved to the dirty bundles in my arms. The tiniest of smiles showed on his lips.

"Kira! Gaara!" Ino was next to me in a split second, her hands on the twins, filling them with healing chakra. Sakura was trying to push Gaara back done, so she could asses his wounds better and heal him from the worst injuries to the least. But he wouldn't follow her orders. He just kept staring at me and the twins.

I smiled and closed my eyes.

Everything will be okay.

I'm sure of it.

– –

It wasn't until the next day that I had bathed, changed my clothes, bathed the twins with Sakura and Hinata's help, gotten them dressed, and we all rested.

I slept on my old bed in Gaara's house with the twins snuggled up against me. The glass door was open, letting in some heat and a soft breeze. I gazed down at the sleeping angels and thought about names for them. The nine months I knew they were coming, and I never took the time to think of names for my babies.

I want them to be between my worlds names and this worlds names. Part of me and part of Gaara. I twirled my daughters soft fuzzy hair around my finger and marveled over the color. Brown, like mine, but with red highlights mixed in. My son, completely like his father. Bright red hair, pale skin. But with eyes of chocolate, like his mother. Something both of the twin have in common. They both have my eyes.

I sighed and snuggled closer to them, breathing in their baby sent. Marie? No... Janie? No... Jessica? Maybe. Theresa? No... Sarah? No... Maybe a name from this world? Ami? Maybe, its cute. Yuri? Adorable! Yei? Cute!

Should I let Gaara name our son? I laughed silently. He wouldn't know the first step. Aiden? I've always loved that name. Jake? Eh. Chris? Maybe. John? No. Any other names I think of from my world just don't seem to fit! David, Sean, Russel, Jack, Nick, Peter, Pete, Jason, non of them! I resulted to thinking of names I've heard around the streets since I've been here. Zen? Maybe. Yukio? Maybe. Yoshi? No. Kin? No. Ringo? Maybe, ha, that would be a funny name! RINGO! YOU EAT ALL OF YOUR DINNER! I couldn't help but laugh out loud this time.

There was a soft knock on the door and Gaara walked in. "You should rest," he said.

I smiled and nuzzled my sons cheek. "I was. But I need to name them, don't you think?" Gaara nodded and sat at the foot of the bed. "I want you to help. You are their Daddy."

Gaara's face went to his blank face. I inwardly sighed. "I wouldn't know where to start."

"I know. That's why I've been thinking of some names." I ran a finger down my daughters face. "For her, I was thinking something along the lines of Jessica. It's a name from back home, one I have always thought beautiful. But then I was thinking she should have a name that attaches her to here as well. So, I was thinking of Yuri or Ami or Yei. As a middle name. What do you think?"

Gaara leaned forward and scooped up the sleeping girl, holding her in front of his face. He studied her. But she woke up and looked back at him with wide eyes, a bubble coming from between her lips. It popped, sending spit all over Gaara's face. She giggled. "Jessica Takara."

I sat up, cradling my son to my chest. "Takara? Why that one?"

"It means Treasure, precious object." He handed her back to me. "And him?"

I smiled and switched babies with Gaara. Jessica's hand found my finger and she held on tight. "I was thinking along the lines of Yukio? I like that name."

"And I middle one?" Gaara did the same with his son, holding him up in front of his face until the baby woke up, staring at him with big chocolate eyes.

"I don't know. I want something from my home to be in his name, but nothing fits. My brothers name was Kaleb. My dad's name was Henry..." I sighed and looked at our son. I thought of all of my friends names, names in books I have read, in movies I have seen. Then it hit me. The perfect name. "Yukio Cabe."

Gaara looked at me for a few seconds then set our son down next to me. I laid back and set our daughter down next to our son and snuggled close to them once more. But what surprised me was Gaara. He laid down behind me and put his arm over me to give his finger to Yukio to hold on to. I smiled and closed my eyes.

Perfection.

Everything is perfect.

Perfect.

Until the stupid Council tried to interfere with everything. The next three weeks was complete hell. The Council tried to kick me out of their village, saying the twins were abominations, and that I was their evil mother who created them just to take over Suna. Tsunade-sama helped Gaara try to persuade them, but it barely worked. Temari and Kankuro fought for us just as fiercely as Gaara and Tsunade. Even Matsuri spoke on my behalf.

It got to the point where I was about to leave. I had been attacked, not once, not twice, but five times when I was shopping for things for the twins. The people of Suna don't want me there just as much as he Council members.

Gaara persuaded me into staying.

I no longer leave the house without Temari or Kankuro or Gaara.

On the fourth week, almost exactly a month after being home, everything was settled. I would stay. And the Twins would live under Gaara's last name. So no one, no matter where, would mess with them. Sabaku is a well known name. Yukio Cabe would be trained to be the next Kazekage, being Gaara's first son. And Temari would bring Jessica Takara up learning her job, so she would be able to help her brother in his ruling of Suna.

Gaara's and my wedding was scheduled for next month. A term of the Council letting me stay. They would not have a huge scandal brought on their Kage because he had children with a woman he was not married to.

I have no objections, and neither does Gaara.

Konoha finally let their grip on me go. Tsunade's anger, I believe, along with Sakura's, was enough persuasion for them. I received a formal letter from Konoha's Council, stating that they understand the circumstances and are releasing me from my contact of being a Konoha ninja and are handing me back over to the Kazekage to do with as he pleases.

I got my Suna forehead protector back and wear it proudly as I stand next to Gaara.

Renjiro doesn't like the heat all to much, he spends a lot of time laying on the tiled floor of the kitchen panting. Kankuro moved into a house just down the street, giving up his old room for a nursery. Temari cleaned it all out and we both painted it. It only took two weeks to do, since I never really left the house anyway.

– –

I lightly bounced Yukio in my arms, holding the bottle to his lips. He he still fussed. Loudly. He has been very agitated the last few days and wined until I cuddled him close, and even then sometimes he still cried. I lightly kissed his head as he started to suck on the nipple and drink his milk.

"A Mommy's boy," Temari commented quietly, sitting in the rocking chair with Jessica. "He will cling to you your whole life, you know."

I smiled as I watched him. "I know." There's nothing bad with that, right? It's good to have someone devoted to only you. "Tomorrow they turn six-weeks old!" Temari grinned. She is just as excited.

Uncle Kankuro came in holding a giant teddy bear and set it down next to Jessica's bed. "Thought my little Princess could use a new toy... one that will be bigger than her until she is my age." I smiled at him. "And how is my little Prince?" He came over and kissed the top of Yukio's head. "Not giving Mommy to much trouble, is he?"

"The same as usual." I glanced over Kankuro's outfit. "Going to war, are we?" I tried to make it sound like a joke, but I know the two of them heard the quiver in my voice.

Kankuro gave me a one armed hug. "No, don't worry. We aren't under attack. Konoha ninja are coming. They want to see the babies again."

The momentarily panic turned to full out excitement. "When are they going to be here? Who's coming? Why didn't you tell me sooner!" I pushed Yukio into his Uncles arms and quickly started to pick up the messy room. "This place is a mess!"

Kankuro and Temari both laughed. "Because we knew you would be like this," Temari said. "Come on, lets go cook something for lunch. I bet everyone will be hungry when they get here." I took Yukio back from Kankuro and went downstairs with Temari.

Kankuro explained that they were bringing the official documents to have Gaara sign, then I would be completely under Gaara's command as a Suna ninja. Something swirled in the pit of my stomach. Being passed around, getting signed off to someone, it doesn't feel right. It makes me feel like I'm someones propriety. But I know that's not the case. The signing is only so the Council members can't say that I was never transferred back to Suna.

Temari and I put the twins down in a playpen we set up in the kitchen and began cooking. Maybe I can get her to watch the babies for a little while, so I can go out with Hinata and Sakura, if they come. Jessica started screaming, at the top of her lungs, and I felt a slam of power against my back, making me have to put my hands out to stop my falling.

But my hands landed on the hit burners of the stove.

I screamed and fell to the floor, blowing on my burning flesh. Tears welled up in my eyes. Temari was at my side in a flash and was examining my hands. She turned on the water and pulled me up so I could stick my hands under the coolness. I sobbed as the water hit my skin. But the water formed a bubble over my hands and within minutes the burn was almost completely gone.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," I tried to assure her. But the tears in my eyes proved otherwise. "I'll take her to see Gaara." Because, its obvious that is what she wants. Its what she always wants.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Temari asked, helping me put on my shoes.

I shook my head. "No, that's okay. I can take her. Just... strap her to my back. I don't want to use my hands."

Temari used a sash and tightly strapped Jessica to my back, making sure she was secure and could breathe. "Be careful!" she called after me.

I waved back at her. I ran along the roof tops, using the wind to give me a boost from roof to roof. I tucked my hands under my arms, keeping the wind from irritating them to much. Jessica kept the image of Gaara's face in my head, nudging me faster. Daddy's little girl. How she must hate me to make me burn my hands like that.

Gaara must have seen or sensed me, because a bridge of sand formed in front of me, leading to his open window. I followed it and lightly landed on his floor. He was talking with Baki, so I stood by the open window until they were finished. Baki nodded to me before he left.

"What is it, Kira?" Gaara asked, rubbing his face hard with both hands. He hasn't gotten any sleep since we started the process of making me a Suna ninja again. He has barely come home. No wonder Jessica wants to see him so bad.

I didn't speak, I only pointed to Jessica as I turned. "Your daughter is a pain in the ass, you know that, right?" I heard chair push back then his hands on the knot Temari made to hold her to my back. Jessica's weight was gone in a second.

"What did she do?"

I showed him my hands. "She pushed me and made me burn myself." His blank face his the amusement. "Gaara! How is that funny?"

"She is a baby."

"With a strong power!" I lightly kicked him and turned and flopped back on the sofa. "You haven't been home, and she misses you. Maybe I should bring a playpen over here for you to have in your office. Then she can stay with you the whole day!"

"And go to meetings?" Gaara sat down at my feet, Jessica nestled against his shoulder. "I can't have a baby at the meetings, nor in my office all day, Kira. You know that."

I grumbled and covered my face with both arms. "I'm so tired," I whispered. "Those babies are up all night, all day, and I never get a break. It would be a lifesaver if Kankuro could take them for one night. Just one night, so I could get a full nights rest."

Gaara scoffed.

I agree. Kankuro would never be able to handle them. "I love my babies," I whispered, letting out my breath slowly. I tucked my knees to my chest and snuggled comfortably against the couch. Gaara shifted and I felt a hand brush my cheek. "Rest well," he whispered.

I smiled and slowly drifted into a peaceful sleep.

But the peace didn't last long. A falling sensation swept over me. But its not the kind when you jerk awake and grab onto something. No, its the kind when you are in an internal spiral, falling through space. I spin and fall as colors and images pass me by. I don't recognize many of them. Most are scenes, some just colored blobs. I couldn't focus of one for more than a second, because it was gone just as fast as it appeared.

And then I came to a rough stop, gasping as my eyes fly open.

Everything is blurred at first, and I can't see anything. Voices are nothing more than babbles. But I can feel the touch of a hand on my arm. I grasped it, and looked towards where I thought a face would be. As the colors started sorting out, shapes started taking form.

And the face of the person next to me was not one I ever expected to see again.

"Kira? Kira, are you alright?"

I stared into the blue eyes that belonged to Issac. I reached up and held his face in both of my hands, just to make sure its real.

He laughed. "Kira? What ever it was, it was just a dream. And its over now. Come on, we've landed. Everyone is getting off."

Issac forced me to stand and grabbed my carry on bag along with his own. "Where are we?"

He looked at me funny again. "China. I already said we just landed. There is Anne and John."

Anne was waving over her head. She had already collected her luggage along with John. Issac walked me over to retrieve our luggage and we met up with Anne and John. I couldn't help but stare at the two of them. The image of John's head being cut off is still in my head. And Anne's betrayal is still strong in my heart.

Issac put his arm over my shoulder. "Sorry, guys. She's a bit dazed. Nightmare or something."

Anne smiled at me. "She'll get over it pretty soon. I bet she will once she sees some of the city!"

I smiled. Nightmare? No. Dream? Maybe. Such a real dream. No, it wasn't a dream. Not at all. I glanced around me, at all of the people who had been murdered by the Akatsuki. Andy, Mike, Greg, Sara, and Nick. All of them laughing and walking around with excited faces. I saw them all die. I saw them being piled up into a mountain of dead bodies for the crows to pick at.

But something caught my eye. I stared breathless as Shelby pulled her small suitcase off the belt. She smiled happily at her mother, a big woman with the same blond hair as the little girl. My heart skipped a beat. My body moved on its own accord.

"Shelby?" I whispered.

The girl and mother looked over at me. Shelby took her mothers hand and half hid behind her, staring at me with her wide eyes. "Do you know my daughter?" her mother asked.

I stuttered a bit, then closed my mouth and smiled. "We met on the plane." I let out a small laugh and glanced around. "Seems we made it here okay, huh?" The mother looked at me like I was crazy. I looked right into Shelby's eyes. "I hope you have a good time here, Shelby. Be careful, okay? Don't get hurt." I gave her another big smile and waved to them, jogging to catch up with Issac, Anne, and John.

– –

"Jessica Takara and Yukio Cabe?"

I nodded, looking out at the falling snow. "They were twins. I felt them growing in my womb. I felt their kicks, their stretches. Their heart beats."

There was the sound of a scratching pen, then a creaking of a chair. "And what about that guy? The father. Tell me about him. Please try to remember this was all a dream." The therapist cleared his throat and put his feet up on his desk.

I smiled as a picture of Gaara came to the front of my mind. "He was perfect," I whispered.

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