Pieces of Colored Glass and Stone:
Trust
Word Count: 342
AN: Naruto and all of its respective characters, including Gaara and Matsuri, belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
Kankuro just didn't understand it. He knew his brother grew to be relatively calm and level-headed, so it took quite a bit to make him angry these days. But, surely, this qualified for, at the very least, some displeasure . . .
Matsuri stood, not too far away, with another man, the later blatantly coming-on to the young brunette. Though she made no signs of reciprocating his actions, Matsuri had yet to reject them either.
"How can you just stand there and watch this?! Go scare that asshole off or something! You're good at that!" Gaara merely responded with a halfhearted glare before turning his gaze to the duo at the opposite side of the room. Yes, the sight before him did not make the redhead happy, but it wasn't enough to make him upset. Matsuri, obviously (to him, anyway), wanted nothing more than the fool to simply leave her alone. Jealousy, in this case, was just an unnecessary emotion, and a shinobi had no need for those.
"She can take care of herself. I trust Matsuri completely." Kankuro stared at the redhead for several seconds, shocked, before his jaw clenched stubbornly. Brotherly instincts quickly took over as he stomped toward the pair, ignoring Gaara's calls. The puppeteer abruptly stopped, however, when Matsuri suddenly broke into laughter. By the look on his face, her admirer seemed just as surprised as Kankuro felt.
"You know, I was going to tell you to piss off when you first approached me, but, then you started talking . . . So, I figured I'd humor you to hear what other crap you'd pull out of your ass. But, that last line . . . Wow." With that, Matsuri walked away from the man (who was gawking stupidly by now), nodding politely to Kankuro as she passed.
"Gaara, you wouldn't believe some of the pick-up lines that guy tried on me! And you thought my moonlight comment was bad!" Over the brunette's shoulder, Gaara allowed a small smirk to form as he glanced toward his older brother.
