Gaara Kankurou's Body, Kankurou Temaris' body, and Temari Gaara's body.

Me insane and as mentally unstable as a girl who's slept one too many times with the Shukaku

Gaara was not in Kankurou's body. Kankurou was not in Temari's body and Temari was now in Gaara's body. In short, in the matter of five minutes their lives had been completely screwed up.

When they reached Konoha they immediately headed to the Hokage's office. One of the aids greeted them outside of the building. "Ah, the children of the former Kazekage. It's a pleasure." He bowed and the children returned the gesture. "What brings you here?"

Temari stepped foward. "We need to see the Hokage. It's urgent."

The man shook his head. "She's not here. She left on business just yesterday and we don't expect her back for sometime. Can it wait?"

"Well, yes but-"

"We'll provide you housing until the time that she returns then. I'm sorry about the inconvenience but it cannot be helped." He bowed again. "Good bye."

Kankurou stepped foward. "Now hold on second! Can't you call her back, I mean if she just left yesterday then-"

"She should drop everything and return because you have some kind of crisis? Unless the village is in danger, I'm afraid that's impossible," he retorted, glaring over his small sunglasses. "Good day." Kankurou growled as the man left.

"DAMMIT!" The older boy tried to shove his hands in his pockets only to find that there were none. "Temari! Can't you get some normal clothes....with pockets??"

Temari glared at him which was more effective since she had Gaara's eyes now. "I have very NICE clothes and they don't need pockets. Let's just go. There's nothing we can do."

With one last baleful glare at the Hokage's building, Kankurou jogged down the stairs, muttering. At the bottom, Temari stopped him. "Hold it, hold it."

"Now what?" he snapped.

"You can't go around walking like that! Walk like a girl, moron," she snapped.

Kankurou blinked. "What do you mean. I'm just walking normal."

"Yeah, for you. Here like this..." Temari took off, the heavy gourd on her back and leaned it against a wall. "Step step, turn... Wag the hips a little, too."

Gaara grabbed his sister, looking around. "Stop. Do not illustrate that walk with my body....EVER....again. I'll kill you if you do." Temari chuckled a little, especially since Gaara would have a harder time of killing her in Kankurou's body.

"I'll show you when we get to our place." No sooner had she said this when a young shinobi approached them to show them to their temporary housing. It was a nice sized building with two floors and already furnished. Temari thanked the shinobi and sank into a seat.

Kankurou went to the fridge and grabbed the fixings for a sandwich. "So now what? There's not telling when Tsunade will get back." He put his finger in the mayonnaise and licked it off. "Ew...lite."

Setting Karasu down gently, Gaara turned on the television to a news show. "Let's just make the most of this. I'm going to enjoy sleeping without fear of losing my personality."

"I'll kill you," Temari hissed. He little brother gave her a look. "I'm trying to act like you. I think it's a good idea that we try and keep this a secret. So we have to learn to be like each other."

"Well," Gaara began, "you're too happy but I'll give you a few more days of lack of sleep to get over that." Temari looked as if he just sentenced her to death. "That's more like it."

Kankurou sat down on the couch and sprawled out. "I have no intentions of acting like a woman."

"I can see that," his brother noted with disgust. "I think I'll stay inside most of the time anyway. I don't want people seeing me like this."

Inside, this made Temari very happy. She didn't like the idea of Kankurou walking around in her body anyway. He was crude and loud. Besides...she didn't want Shikamaru finding either of them in this condition. The outcome could be terrible. She remained quiet about the situation.

Gaara stood up and walked to the stairs. "I'm going to bed. I'm exhausted." He left Temari to glare at him and Kankurou to flip through the channels.

The next day Kankurou woke up and almost choked on his spit when he caught sight of himself in the mirror. It took a few minutes to register what was going on but when he realized he just groaned. He passed Temari on the way to the bathroom. She didn't look any better than he did. Gaara was still sleeping soundly.

Temari took it upon herself to take a walk around Konoha during the night. She now new every street corner, every alley, and every bit of graffiti that graced the roads of the ninja village. She still had time for more as well. So she decided to practice using Gaara's sand. She managed to create a new skill; nail file no jutsu. She gave her new body a full manicure and pedicure. Then she decided to try and cover up the dark circles around Gaara eyes. There wasn't enough concealer in the world, it appeared.

She was still bored. How did Gaara do it every night? She'd go insane. There was a thought...no wonder their little brother as so unpredictable and dangerous...he never slept. Temari hit her head against the wall. Never before did she realize so clearly how lack of sleep could affect a person. She'd have to be nicer to him when this was all over.

The sand ninja looked at the clock. She finished a 500 peice puzzle but Kankurou was still in the bathroom and she had to go. Temari stomped up the stairs and knocked on the door. "Kankurou, what are you doing in there I have to pee."

"I'm busy," he snapped.

"You've been in there for over an hour! Get out already!"

"I'm BUSY!" he returned again, more urgently.

"Busy doing what!?"

"... .... Experimenting." Temari almost bit her tongue.

"You better be talking about science, asshole."

"It may not be scientific but it's certainly magical all right."

"Kankurou..."

"Wow, these are so soft and....Oooooo."

"Kankurou!"

"And this is so wet...."

"KANKUROU!"

"Mmmmmmmmmm....."

"KANKUROU STOP TOUCHING MY BODY!" Temari was banging on the door. Sand rushed up behind her as her temper rose.

Gaara swung open his door and put his hand on her shoulder. "Calm down! Both of you shut up! I'm trying to sleep."

Temari turned on Gaara. "He's doing things! To my body! HE'S TOUCHING ME!"

"No...it's MY body now. And I'm just getting to know it better."

"NO...NONONONONONONONONO! NO! N. O. NO! STOP IT!"

"Oops, lost my toothbrush." Temari stopped dead. Gaara grabbed her hand tightly before she tried to Sand Coffin their brother. "Oh, here it is." The door opened and Kankurou was fully dressed in a t-shirt and shorts, toothbrush in his teeth. He looked from Temari to Gaara. "What? It fell on the floor. What were you two pervs thinking?" Gaara squeezed his sister's hand more tightly. She was going to Sand Coffin him.

Kankurou shrugged and walked downstairs. Gaara released Temari's hand and went back to his room. Hopefully, she wouldn't kill him while he slept. Infuriated, the oldest sand ninja in the youngest's body, went into the bathroom slamming the door shut.

While Temari fumed over the toilet, the phone rang. Kankurou picked it up, toast dangling out of his mouth. "Yeah, what?"

"Is....Temari there?" came a familiar voice. Oh shit....It's Shikamaru! Kankurou spit out the toast. Here was his chance, he didn't want that snot-nosed lazy-ass dating his sister anyway. He could totally ruin their relationship!...Then he realized what would happen to him if he did. Temari would have his balls in a meat grinder. "Hello?"

"Ah...Shika-kun..."he said sweetly. He pulled the phone away and made puking motions. "How are you, sweety?"

"Temari, I heard you came here. What are you doing here?"

Quick! A lie!...."Um...a mission."

"A mission? Why would Sand ninja have a mission in Konoha?"

"Uuuuuh, well,....we....are...waiting for Tsunade to come back so we can find out...what...the...mission...is....." Kankurou gritted his teeth. Why did the moron keep asking such stupid and difficult questions.

There was a pause. "So are you busy today?"

"Uuuuuuuuh.........Y..yeah?"

"Oh," Shikamaru said disappointed. "What about tomorrow?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh......Y..yeah?"

"Mmm....troublesome. Will I get to see you at all?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuh....n...No?" He sighed deeply on the other end. Kankurou twirled the phone cord in his finger. "Uuuuuh... say, do you like me?"

"What? What kind of question is that?"

"Just answer it, br-" Kankurou caught himself. "Please, Shika-kun, tell me..."

"You know I love you, Temari. You're the only girl I've ever really been able to understand." Kankurou nodded. Girls were pretty complex...They made no sense and he was a seasoned veteran of the opposite sex.

"... Do you really love me?"

"I really love you."

"Really really?"

"Really really."

"Really really really?"

"What is with you?" Kankurou winced. Overplayed his hand... A lightbulb popped on in his head. Shikamaru and Temari were like his puppets now....He controlled both of their fates. The thought was appealing. He liked plays....Oh, yes...and a player he would become.

"Hey, how about today we go out on a date?"

"Really? But I thought-"

"Forget thinking, I just freed up some time. I gotta...get dressed. You, uh....meet me at your place at 5, okay?"

"Sounds great. See ya."

"Buh-bye." Click. Kankurou held in an evil laugh. When he turned around he saw Gaara's creepy eyes staring at him with confusion.

"Who was on the phone?" Temari asked quizzically. Quick! A lie!

"No one. Just, uh....one of the ninjas asking us about how we liked the place." Temari nodded and went to the kitched.... Kankurou smiled. Oh yes.....all was going according to plan.