Naruto Primer Lost Chapter: Team Baki

Paddle Ball

I bet it took you a little while to realize who Baki was.  Initially, I bet you were all like, "Team BAKI?!  What about Team GAI?!"  Well first you must read about Team BAKI, which is Kiba backwards.  We really didn't want to write this chapter but we felt as though we were obligated to do so because all of YOU wanted it.  You just needed your Team Baki, didn't you?

Temari was having a wonderful dream about fans and stuff she likes… such as… fans.  And make-up.

Anyway, she was suddenly awakened by the sound of a steady, "Pong-pong-pong-pong-pong…"

She was a little angry that something as strange and weird as that would wake her up in the middle of the night.  She had had a very, VERY long day and to have to listen to constantly ponging sounds was thoroughly obnoxious.  At first, she tried to ignore it and put her pillow on her head but the sound continued.

"Maybe it'll stop…" she whined to herself.

It did not stop.  It continued.  Finally, she threw the covers off herself and decided to investigate.

Following the sound, she eventually made her way to Gaara's room.  Slowly, she opened the door and saw the back of Gaara's head.  After standing there for a moment, the noise suddenly stopped.

She was GOING to say something to Gaara, but he suddenly turned around very slowly and creepily, revealing that he was holding a strange wooden paddle like object with a string attached to it.  At the end of the string, there was a little rubber ball.

"Are you playing paddle ball in the middle of the night?" she said finally.

The only response that she got was a horrible glare that implied that he was ready to kill.

"Okay…okay…" she said, trying to sound reasonable.  "I'll just… sleep on the couch…"

She closed the door quickly and took a deep breath as the sound of the pong noises started up again.  Letting out an exasperated sigh, she went down the stairs and around the corner to the other room that the couch was in.  Just when she was about to lie down and go to sleep, she came to find that her other brother, Kankuro, had already made himself comfortable.

"Kankuro!" she yelled.  "Wake up!"

"What?" Kankuro said, sitting up on the couch.

"I'M going to sleep on the couch." Temari said.

"Is Gaara's paddle ball keeping you awake too?" Kankuro asked.

"Yes." Said Temari.  "Where did he get that thing?"

"I don't know." Said Kankuro.  "But he'd better not make this a habit.  We'll never get any sleep around here!"

"Well, Kankuro, I'M sleeping on the couch because I'm older and I'm a lady." Said Temari as she kicked Kankuro off the couch so he landed on his arse.

"Where am I supposed to sleep?!" demanded Kankuro.

"I don't know." Said Temari.  "I don't care.  Take that up with Gaara."

"I WILL!" said Kankuro as Temari curled up on the couch.  Kankuro marched right up the stairs to Gaara's room and suddenly didn't feel so bold anymore.

Then, he swallowed hard and turned the doorknob.  The paddling noises stopped immediately and Gaara turned around again.

"Um…hi Gaara!" said Kankuro nervously.  "Hey, what do you say you finish up that activity in the morning?"

"What am I supposed to do until morning?" Gaara asked with a fierce look.

"Um…" Kankuro said even MORE nervously.  "You could…uh… play some Solitaire?"

"I don't want to." Said Gaara as he started paddling again.  "I hate Solitaire."

"I thought you liked it." Kankuro said.

"I used to." Said Gaara.  "But I'm sick of it now."

"When…do you think you'll get sick of paddle ball?"

"Never." Said Gaara.  "Now get out of my room."

Kankuro stood in the doorway as the ball continued to paddle.

"I SAID get out of my room." Gaara said, raising his voice slightly.

"How about I find you a new game to play?" Kankuro suggested.

"I don't want a game." Gaara said.  "Games are for children."

Kankuro, once again, stood and watched Gaara playing paddleball.

"Are you WAITING for something?!" Gaara demanded as he threw the paddle down on the ground and spun around angrily.

"No!" said Kankuro quickly as he shut the door.  After waiting for a minute or so, he suddenly heard the paddling noises start up again.  He gave an exasperated sigh and went back downstairs over to where Temari was all snuggled up on the couch.

"How'd it go?" she asked.

"How do you think?" Kankuro said.  "He says that he's going to play with it every night."

"I call the couch." Said Temari.

"You can't have the couch every night!" said Kankuro.

"Oh PLEASE, Kankuro!" said Temari, sounding annoyed.  "Like Gaara is going to be able to play paddleball for more than one night!  He'll probably be sick of it in an hour!"

"Yeah but until then I have to sleep on the floor!" complained Kankuro.

Upstairs, Gaara was paddling obsessively, staring at the ball.  "This record is mine." He said as he got a psychotic grin and his eyes widened.  You can probably assume that Gaara has attempted to break many world records in his copious spare time.

However, his family suffers.  TOO BAD FOR THEM!