Part 4-Soup
"Good," Temari smiled, making herself look like a little girl, "follow me."
She led them back down the corridor and into their 'social area' as Temari called it. Temari flipped up a table and put down a few bowls and spoons.
"I'll be back in a minute." She ran out of the room
Kankurou sat down opposite Gaara and stared at him
"What?"
"Nothing"
"Stop staring at me then."
"No."
Gaara put two fingers over his left eye. In his free hand he created a ball of sand
"Gaara, don't. That skill freaks me out."
"So?" He looked at the ball of sand, which now resembled an eye.
"Where's the other one?"
"Near Temari."
"Oh, what's she cooking?"
"It looks like miso ramen"
"That's good…"
"Except she said it was soup"
"That's bad…"
"It's beef, I think."
"That's good, I hope…"
"It looks like it's blue."
"That's bad"
"It doesn't look poisonous"
"That's good… I think…"
"She's spotted the eye"
"That's bad"
"She's smiling"
"That's… good?"
"She's cracking her knuckles"
"That's bad"
"She's about to… damn!" He quickly released his daisan no me before Temari punched the eye that was watching her
"That's good- I mean bad…"
"Kankurou?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
"Fine."
The two of them sat in silence for a moment until Temari came in. She brought in a tray with three bowls on it that were full of soup. Gaara looked at the bowls that Temari had left out on the table before. He thought he would point it out, but decided it was better for himself if he didn't.
She laid out the bowls on the table and sat down, Gaara simply stared at it, Kankurou traced a pattern in it with his spoon and Temari looked from Kankurou to Gaara and back again.
"It's blue… and it's glowing…" Gaara stared at it a bit more, he couldn't shake the feeling there was something staring back at him, even though he knew it was completely absurd.
"Oh please, it can't possibly be that bad." Temari looked at Gaara who seemed to be having a staring contest with the soup.
"Remember when your cookies turned Yashamaru green?" Kankurou retorted
"I was eight years old, what do you expect?"
Suddenly Gaara stood up and walked into his room. He walked back out, fully clad with his gourd. He walked past them and stopped at the door, "I'm going for a walk." He opened the door and left.
"Kankurou, you idiot! I keep telling you not to mention Ojisan in front of Gaara!" Temari picked up the bowls of soup, if you could call it that, to clear them away. She looked in Gaara's bowl. Water? No it smells different… Tears? Gaara was crying?
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A/N-I know this chapter seemed completely pointless but it was necessary for the next chapter