Gaara and Temari were downstairs eating breakfast. Since Temari had a lot of time to herself she tried to improve her cooking. The result was that they were eating cereal from a box. Gaara was reading a newspaper and she was trying desparately to keep her eyes open.

They both heard Kankurou wake up and stumble into the bathroom. Out of habit, she got up and fixed a bowl of cereal for their brother so it would be ready and waiting when he came down. However, Kankurou didn't come down. Temari looked at the stairs nervously.

"Heeeeey," she called up. "What are you doing?"

There was a brief period of silence. "I...I'm dying," he called down the stair. "I'm dying."

Temari blinked. Gaara looked up from his paper. She got up from the table. "What does that mean?"

"It means you're defective body is deteriorating!!" he yelled down at her.

"What?!?!"

"I'm bleeding from a place that blood should not come from, I have cramps that feel like someone is kicking me in the gut, and I feel like I'm going to puke," he whined. "I'm dying! DAMMIT, I'm too young for this!"

Gaara stood up worriedly but Temari put her hand on his arm. "Wait....blood, cramps, vomiting...What day is it?'

"The fifteenth, why?" he answered.

"Oh...craaaaaaaap," she moaned. "Time to teach Kankurou about the birds and bees..." She walked to the stairs. "Kankurou I have good news and bad news," she said as she ascended. Gaara sat back down with a shrug. There was blessed silence for a few minutes.

"WHAT?! That's gross!"

"Shut up! I have to go through it every month."

"Every MONTH? God, no wonder you're a bitch." Smack. "OW!" Gaara looked up from his cereal, eyebrow raised. He put his hand to his forehead....he had eyebrows. He sighed and went back to eating.

"I do what with that?" ..... "I put that WHERE?!"

"Oh quit whining. It's like a little.....torpedo." Gaara blinked...Did she say...'torpedo'?

"I'm not using this. It feels like there's a sheep inside my body." He dropped his spoon and looked at the stairs. Sheep?

"Fine, then take it out and use this."

"How do I take it out? What is that a diaper?"

"No, moron. Look, just pull the string?"

"What string?"

"The....the string."

"...."

"...."

"OH MY GOD IT'S STUCK!!!!"

"It is not stuck! Here let me see."

Gaara got up from his seat and walked to the door, he quickly put on his sandals and left. It finally got too wierd for him to remain in the house. He headed for Ichiraku, maybe Naruto would be there. Indeed, the familiar boy was sitting down shoveling noodles into his face. He simply stood there behind him, silently watching.

It was a good ten minutes before Naruto polished off his tenth bowl and paid. He turned around and jumped back with a surpised yell. His eyebrows twitched as he gazed at Kankurou's emotionless face.

"What are you doing here?" he asked curtly.

Gaara blinked then realized who he looked like. "Ah...We're on a mission and I just stopped by to get something to eat but I changed my mind."

Naruto examined him curiously. "Hm. Well, what're you doing now?"

"Nothing."

".... Want to come to my place?"

Gaara nodded. He had never seen Naruto's home. He wondered what kind of place it was. Dirty and cluttered was his guest but when Naruto opened the door, he found that for the most part it was clean. There was a section littered with scrolls and diagrams but this furthered to prove that Naruto was studious if it did not show in his words and actions.

"People are curious. Naruto, I never would have imagined that this was how you lived."

The spiky haired boy laughed and plopped down on the couch turning on the TV. He reached over to an open bag of chips sitting on the night stand and began eating. "You want some?"

Gaara sat down and shook his head. He simply stared at the TV silently. Naruto would occasionally laugh loudly or point to the screen to explain something to Gaara but the sand ninja remained for the most part silent. A clock on the wall struck 3.

"Un," Naruto grumbled. "Time for the news..."

The dispossessed Gaara stood up. "I should go. I've been gone all morning." He walked to the door, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"What are you going to do?"

"Sleep, probably." He swung open the door and was halfway out when Naruto grabbed his shirt.

"Hey...You're not Kankurou, are you?

"......"

"You're really not! You're Gaara!"

Gaara remained motionless for a time not sure what to say or do. He turned and looked at Naruto. "Of course I'm Kankurou. Can't you tell by the chakra?"

"I don't know what's going on but....you're really not Kankurou. I can tell but if you don't want to tell me-"

"Can you keep it a secret....Naruto?"

The boy smiled and nodded. "Yeah! I won't tell anyone but what's going on?"

"It's hard to explain and I'm not sure myself but...it's some kind of jutsu that switched us around. Temari is me and Kankurou is Temari. We really need Tsunade to come back and fix it." Naruto listened and seemed to think. "What are you thinking?"

"Maybe......maybe Kakashi-sensei could fix you! Since he has the Sharingan."

Gaara blinked. "You think he can? Let's find him." Naruto nodded and grabbed his discarded jacket from the table. The two left the house on a mission to find Kakashi.

Kankurou walked behind Shikamaru looking bummed. They were outside his home in the middle of the deer field looking for a place to set up their picnic.

"Ah. Here we go,"Shikamaru said cheerily pointing to a place underneath a giant oak. "There shouldn't be anything on the ground since we just raked here yesterday."

"Hn," Kankurou replied. The young shinobi gave him an awkward look but said nothing. He grabbed the pale blue blanket from Kankurou's shoulder and spread it out. He then took the basket full of food that his girlfriend brought and sat it down.

He took Kankurou's hands. "Temari? What's wrong?"

"I'm sad."

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm bleeding and it hurts and I'm cranky and emotional and it sucks being a girl," he whined. Shikamaru seemed thoroughly confused and concerned until realization hit him. Then he felt awkward and insecure. He nervously sat down and looked up at the clouds.

Kankurou sat down beside the basket and began unloading the large basket. Shikamaru almost choked. The food looked professional and delicioius. There were sandwiches, sushi, rice balls, salad, and cakes. "Wow, you bought all this?"

"Nah, I made it last night...I was kinda distracted so it looks like crap."

"No way! It looks delicious." Shikamaru grabbed a rice ball and bit into it. He blinked in surprise. He almost cried. ".....This......this is ....the best rice ball I've ever tasted."

"Really? Oh, well dig in there's lots of it...." Kankurou sighed and cupped his chin in his hands as h watched Shikamaru stuff his face.

After a few minutes, the lazy genius noticed his girlfriend's melancholy. He had never seen her that way and it was a bit worrisome. "Ah...Temari are you hungry?"

"Not really..."

"...Wanna do anything?"

"As long as it doesn't involve running or moving a lot."

Shikamaru poked a piece of cake with his fork. "Wanna...." he blushed. "Wanna.....make-......out?"

Kankurou pouted. "You're just saying that because I'm dying."

"No, I really mean it." They met eyes. Kankurou blinked. "I mean....if you want to..."

Temari would kill him she found out but it was his duty as the older brother in his sister's body to find out what kind of kisser this Nara Shikamaru was. If he was a bad kisser then they'd be doomed. He leaned in to Shikamaru, lips parted.

Shikamaru swallowed hard and tilted his head as he kissed Temari, for the first time, on the lips.

Temari shuddered. "I feel a cold feeling creeping over me......" She got up and adjusted the thermostat.