-Prologue-
"I'm sorry Kazekage-sama but the decision has been made."
Gaara looked the Suna elder straight in the eye, his tone level, expression nonexistent, "When was this arrangement put into place?" He inquired in his soft, deadly voice.
The elder shook her head slowly, "Long before you were born I'm afraid."
"But this isn't fair!" Temari shouted, banging her fist on her younger brother's desk, "Gaara had no say in the matter!"
"But he did. He was given until his eighteenth birthday to find a woman he would feel comfortable calling his wife. If he couldn't then we would commence the arranged engagement. The life of a ninja can be so short, even someone like the Kazekage can be killed. We can't wait for an heir forever."
"But an arranged marriage? That's so primitive! It-"
The Kazekage raised his hand slowly, silencing his sister before she could raise her voice any louder, "I guess I have no choice. It probably would have come down to this anyways, finding a wife is the last thing on my mind." His voice sounded somewhat hopeless as the statement passed his lips.
"Very well." The elder said, her tone displaying her clear satisfaction and relief at how well the discussion had gone over, "I'll report to the other elders and tell them the news."
"Just one more question!" Temari called out, stopping the elder at the door.
"Yes my dear?"
"Who is my brother going to marry?"
She smiled in a kindly way, her wrinkled face scrunching, "Why the Hyuuga heiress Hinata of course."