Ami couldn't understand the strange feeling that seemed to crawl up from the small of her back to the nap of her neck—it was the same feeling she got whenever one of her siblings came within a kilometer of her unexpectedly. Stopping in the middle of the empty street as she and Gaara walked to the office early that morning, the sun beginning to break over Suna's retaining wall slowly. The blonde stayed still—trying to hone in on what she was sensing. She could tell that there were two of them, could tell that one had an earth type chakra, the other water, could recognize their chakra level just enough to know that they were about her age and definitely her siblings, and could tell that the earth type was hanging back towards the entrance of the village while the water seemed to be accelerating towards her.

The redheaded man stopped in his tracks, turning around and watching with a bit of confusion as his girlfriend looked around the empty street with more bewilderment than he had ever seen on her face. Not a sensor type like her, he wasn't able to sense chakra unless it was a large amount, or someone that he knew that was close by. He couldn't feel anything at the moment aside from Ami's chakra, "Ami. What's wrong?"

"I—I'm feeling chakra that I shouldn't be feeling? It feels like two of my siblings are here but they'd have told me if they were coming…" was stress getting to her? True she had been feeling better than she initially had when they found out about the threat to Gaara, but the stress and anxiety still remained quite a bit, along with her desire to try and figure out what the hell she was a ninja for, and what her meaning of life was. Feeling a tsunami of chakra crash upon her from behind before she could see who it was or think about whether it was a sibling or an assassin, Ami spun around—grabbing whoever it was by the collar of their shirt, slamming them against the nearest building wall as she pressed her dagger against their throat, panting softly as she took in what just happened, adrenaline rushing through her veins like floodwaters through the desert.

His sand pouring out of his gourd quickly, about to crash against the man who Ami currently was pinning to the wall before freezing in place as he noticed the two had many of the same features.

The same green eyes.

The same pin straight blonde hair.

The same nose.

Ami noticed it quickly as well, releasing the other from her grasp and holstering her kunai as she looked at them with a mixture of annoyance and shock. "What the fuck is wrong with you Daisuke?! Why'd you sneak up on me? I could have killed you!" debating on whether or not she should punch her idiot twin in the stomach she ran a hand through her blonde hair.

"I'm here with Takehito on a mission! I made sure we didn't tell you so it could be a surprise!" picking up on her annoyance and anger but shrugging it off, Daisuke grinned wide and waved at the seemingly stoic Kazekage, "Heya Gaara! How have you been? Do you mind not attacking me? Getting crushed by sand is not on my to do list today." The blonde man smiled even wider as he watched the sand flow back into the gourd on the other man's back.

Rolling her eyes and rubbing her temple gently, trying to calm herself down a bit. Ami spoke in the same nagging tone that their mother used on them whenever they did something stupid. "You shouldn't sneak up on me. I'm a guard, and I told you in the letter I sent that we've gotten an assassination threat! I'm on alert all the time, so is Gaara—you could have gotten hurt—" watching her brother's green eyes look her up and down, his lips pursing as he surveyed her body language, tone, everything about her.

Daisuke looked over to Gaara once more, grabbing his sister by the wrist "Do you think you can do without my sister for a day? You've got people that can look after you right?" covering Ami's mouth with his spare hand when she tried to protest, he grinned wide when Gaara nodded the affirmative and said that he could have his brother be his guard for the day, Daisuke said goodbye to the other man before running off down the street as he dragged his sister along. The two blondes ended up towards the south end of the village, "So do you know where the hell we are? Because I don't got a fucking clue…"

The blonde woman gave her brother an incredulous look, "Really? You ran off without knowing where you were going?" tearing her wrist out of his grip, Ami rubbed the now red skin gently as she glared at him. She was happy to see him yes, but too much disruption of her normal routine always disturbed her. "Why'd you drag me away from Gaara anyways? What's up with you? You don't usually break away from your team on missions. Or you shouldn't anyways- " hoping that Takehito was fine on his own and wasn't trying to find them, she wasn't quite sure if she could handle his attitude at the moment without punching him square in the jaw. He still hadn't apologized for what had happened between them while she was drafted into being a Keeper for their home village, or what he had done to get her drafted, or what he had said about Gaara.

The jackass never apologized. He always tricked others into apologizing to him so he seemed like the good guy.

It was awful.

"You're stressed. I can tell. Tell me what's wrong." Smiling at his sister, Daisuke could see the look of surprise on her face. Had she really thought that he wouldn't notice? She spoke about all that was bothering her in her letters for one thing, and the even bigger tell was… well everything about her at the moment. She had dark circles and bags under her eyes from lack of sleep, although she had said that she didn't seem to get enough sleep any time. He could see indigo bruises on her earlobes from where she had been pinching herself, a strange habit that she tended to do whenever she was nervous—he had no idea where the hell she picked the damn compulsion but it was the easiest way to see if she was stressed or anxious, When she had lived with them for three months when she got drafted, there was a time when her entire right ear had been bruised just from her pinching herself.

His sister was strange.

Although, to her defense, their entire faction, family and home village seemed to be strange in one way or another.

Ami stayed quiet for a few moments, shoving her hands into her pockets as she walked down the street with him. Where did she start? Should she even start? She loved her younger brother and she didn't want to lie, but talking about her feelings was not exactly her favorite thing to do. Kicking the road as she walked side-by-side, dust and sand making small clouds in her wake—her black sandals becoming more and more dirty with each step.

Maybe if she stayed quiet he wouldn't make her answer?

Groaning when he nudged her, her twin badgering her for several minutes as they walked along to answer his question. Of course that strategy wouldn't work on her brother. He was more stubborn than she was.

It was awful.

The blonde man stared at his sister, deep in thought for a few moments before smiling wide. "Okay then! How about this. You and I go train okay? And if I win our sparring match, then you have to tell me everything that's going on. And if you win, I'll leave you alone and make sure Takehito doesn't bug you while we're here." Holding out his hand to shake hers, "How's that sound?"

"Sounds good." Shaking her brother's hand, Ami couldn't help the smirk on her face. This should be easy enough.

And besides, sparring was always fun.