Nami's POV

Mama's warm breath on my neck somehow woke me from my slumber; the gentle rhythm reminded me of how real all of this was. I felt so stupid and childish but I could not help but snuggle closer to Mama, I have not felt a mother's embrace since I was so young I can hardly remember my birth mother's face. As I start to look back I realize that nearly all of my memories prior to becoming a Jinchuriki are hazy but everything afterwards is crystal clear, even at times where I was ready to pass out. Could this be one of the abilities that came with possessing a Tail? Or was it just Miu?

"Sleep well, hun?" Mama's inquiry gently pulled me from my thoughts. I simply nodded in contentment as she kissed my head. "Good, because you are going to need all of your energy today," Mama said this as she unraveled herself from both the covers and I. I looked at her in confusion as she walked toward the large, double door closet. She gracefully yanked open the white painted wood with delicate golden trim; the leaf shaped handles glimmered in the sunset/sunrise light from the new angle.

"Why, Mama?" I asked as she took a white dress like all the rest from a hanger. The grab's skirt flowed like water of a lazy mountain stream as she vanished into the adjoining bathroom. The moments it took for her to switch out her silky nightgown for her custom tailored dress seemed like agonizing hours. The grandfather clock ticked on, and grew louder and louder until the click of the doorknob silenced it.

"My Aunt died only a few days ago. Several of the Jinchuriki were close to her; if we were to get back to business too quickly it would just be a little too much. So, I figured we might as well make use of this time," Mama placed the neatly folded nightgown at the foot of the bed and proceeded to make the bed.

"How?" I yawned as I slid off the bed to help her. She remained silent while a serene smile played on her lips. The silence lingered until the bed was tidily made and pillows stacked. Mama sighed happily as she sat on the edge of the bed and motioned for me to come to her. I obliged eagerly, I had never wanted to leave her arms in the first place.

"Well, you know Yugito, Tsukiko and Aunt Kushina were friends growing up, correct?" I responded with a simple nod as I felt calmed once more in her embrace. "You see, even back then it was obvious that Kirabi and Yugito had it bad for each other and no matter how hard any of their gang tried…" Mama gestured vaguely in the air to nothing in particular, but her point was clear. "It was Aunt Kushina who loved to play matchmaker, but even she, with the aid of their friends, failed to get those two together. So…"

"So in her memory we are going to get those two together by the end of the day if it's the last thing we do?" A smile that was sheer cunning spread across My Mama's face as I finished for her. "How are we gonna do it?" I returned the grin with a bit more wickedness than hers as we rose to gather the others, well all but Yugito and Kirabi of course. Which would turn out to be quite an event in itself.

"Start from ten and work our way down?" I suggested as Mama and I shut the white double doors adorned with golden kanji and door handles. With a soft click the golden kanji stopped glimmering, thus signified the room was unoccupied by the designated Jinchuriki. A simple nod was my answer as we made our way across the hall to the double black doors, the kanji for 'ten' glowed white indicated that Tsukiko had yet to rise or at least leave the room. The moment Mama raised her hand to knock it opened slowly, to reveal a fully and plainly dressed Tsukiko, her hair swept back in a long, low ponytail.

"My devious senses are going off," Tsukiko said with one glance at us. At first her gaze was un-approving before it broke into a mischievous grin, more playful than either Mama's or mine. She spoke as leaned leisurely in the doorframe. "What do you have in mind?"

"We shall tell you once everyone but Kirabi and Yugito are gathered," Mama said with a serene nod and motioned for us to follow. The grin spread farther on Tsukiko's face, there was no doubt in my mind that she understood what today's… Activities… Consisted of.

The next rooms, or suits really, were Eight to the right and Nine to the left. Eight shimmered yellow on light brown, no doubt Kirabi had planned to sleep the day away but unbeknownst to him our plans contradict his. Nine did not glow red on orange double doors, Naruto and Kitsune had yet to return with Kushina's body. We had gotten no word from either of them since they left for the ruins of Uzushigakure, almost to the point of worry that Akatsuki had gotten hold of them but then again it is Kitsune and Naruto, like there isn't a mess they haven't gotten out of yet!

"Tsukiko, would you mind waking Yukimaru and Gaara?" Mama inquired when we had reached rooms Six, spring green on a whitish-blue and Seven, royal purple on spring green, both glowed like fireflies in the dim light. Tsukiko gave a mock salute before she sped off down the long corridor or marble and gemstones that seemed to give off a radiance of their own that illuminated the halls. "Nami, hun, would you go wake Han and Roshi?"

I was hesitant to respond to Mama's request. Roshi was a kind grandfatherly-type man whom everyone had warmed up to rather quickly, a good many had already seemed to know him; apparently from the enormous funeral for Mama in Konohagakure. But Han… Well, he was the most distant of us all. Han always hung back and seemed to be impatient with things. Would he even bother with this? With us?

Roshi was already stood outside his doors, Valin clung to his back eager for the day. "Good morning, Nami, or at least I believe it is morning… I was awake for about an hour and I felt the Chakra accumulate as you all began to wake. I figured I'd wait for you when Tsukiko filled me on yours and your mother's little scheme," Roshi said warmly while he stretched his back, an audible crack was made in the process. "That felt good… Anyways, I must say this is a splendid idea. That young man was practically ready to start acting like a Saturday morning cartoon character when he saw her in that new outfit of hers. Jaw literally hitting the floor, tongue rolling out of his mouth like a carpet, howling, the works! Though, it is plain as day both seem stubborn, a common trait amongst majority of us Jinchuriki I have noticed."

"Do you think Han will go for this sort of thing?" I asked uncertainly as I reached absentmindedly to stroke one of the sleek, crimson feathers attached to Miu. I had not noticed her snake up my legs and coiled around my waist from wherever she had been prior. "I mean… He seems pretty reclusive…"

"That doesn't surprise me at all," Roshi said as he placed a hand on my shoulder to turn me towards Han's door. The red wooden door seemed more frightening than any of the others; it loomed taller, stretched wider and the tan Kanji glowed malevolently. I knew it was all in my head but that was no consolation to me. Roshi knocked on the door a single time and waited as the knock echoed up and down the hall and within my mind. The knock faded from ear and mind as the right door opened to reveal a sliver of an armored clad Han with an eyebrow raised. "It seems like we are playing match maker today. Subjects: Yugito Nii and Kirabi of Kumogakure. Are you in boy?"

Han let out a sigh and shrugged. The click of heeled shoes told us that Mama, Fu and Utakata were approaching. As their features became more prominent in the dim lighting a mixed reaction had occurred; Utakata actually looked like he was going to enjoy this, while Fu was the exact contrast of Utakata. Not a word was spoken between any of us as we continued down the hall to meet up with Tsukiko, Gaara and Yukimaru. Gaara seemed like he always did, no emotions on the outside, but within him I sensed a battle about whether we should be doing this or not. A constant argument with himself continued as we traveled in silence through the Temple raged in his mind. Eventually I got sick of hearing it and snapped.

"Oh, for God's sake Gaara will you make up your mind?" I yelled at him. Visible shock appeared on everyone's faces, which included some Senchiha's, at my lash out. Mama reprimanded me with a sharp glance that I did my best to ignore. "Sheesh! He's only been having the loudest argument with himself I've ever heard! It gets annoying!"

"I was not transmitting that," Gaara stated, surprise crept into his voice as he his stare bore into me. I did not give ground. I held his gaze in defiance and inclined my head in confidence even if I knew not what to say. Thankfully Miu had my back. Like always…

"I am a being of many things," Miu stated calmly; the Noh Masked Leech uncoiled herself slightly so she could raise her head, like a cobra ready to strike. "In summary, I am a being of time and mind. Two very interlinked things in a complex manner. To avoid confusion I shall skip the matter of time and go straight onto the mind portion. Many people have the misconception that I feed off of the negative emotions of people, that is only half of the story. I feed off of emotions period, sad, mad or glad, it does not matter. The stronger the emotions the more powerful I become and my host as a result. Emotions are running high in many of your minds and Gaara's mixed feelings on this subject must be very strong in order for Nami to just begin hearing him without reaching out," Miu paused to see if we comprehended just what she had explained. For the most part people seemed to follow.

"Humans perceived me as a being of negative emotions because Jinchuriki are used in war. In war humans' hearts become filled with sorrow, anger and hate and since I grow stronger as the emotions do they thought me to be solely a negative thing," Another pregnant pause filled the air around the Jinchuriki and few Tails that were present as they waited for Miu to continue. "I could go into further detail here but I think we should get back to the task at hand. Although, I would love to know the reasons of why you think we both should and should not interfere."

Gaara seemed to be a little embarrassed about being put on the spot so suddenly after Miu and I kind of hogged the spotlight. "Well, you see if we push them together we may wind up pushing them apart. Also, is it any of our business? It is their lives, should we really interfere? At the same time they are our brother and sister and their happiness is being jeopardized by their embarrassment and stubbornness. One of them could wind up dying and they would be left with nothing but regrets…" These were the same point I had been hearing for the ten minutes it took us to get to where we were now; a random spot in the Temple's corridors.

"But I think we should at least try to get them together… It would so romantic!" Cho said as she twirled on the spot. All but Han nodded in agreement with Cho's statement as Gaara had put his mind at ease with the former turmoil.

"Well, you guys have fun with that," Han spoke up from his spot of leaning against the wall. "I'm staying out of this. Not that it is not a good idea or anything it is just not my cup of tea," Han nodded to us and walked away. What happened to him being 'yeah okay. Whatever.' With the idea?

"Well, he's no fun…" Yukimaru said sadly as he kicked a nonexistent stone. He pouted for a moment more before he perked up once and spoke. "So how are we gonna do it?"


Author's Notes

Excellent question Yukimaru! That is exactly what i would like to know! Come on guys seriously! I need some help here! I got a few ideas from my Substitute Muses a.k.a. Soraya the All Speaker and Kaiser-969. Also my one friend at school gave me her classic way of getting people together. but i need some help! I'll give you virtural cookies! The only reason i even put up this sorry excuse for a chapter up is because i am slightly disappointed with the lack of response. Even just shooting me a PM saying 'Sorry, but I don't have anything' at least lets me know that you guys tried! I am drawing a pretty big blank here!

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