Desire
Temari often desired a normal family. A family where her youngest brother had never threatened to kill her other younger brother. A family where Gaara had never had a demon sealed inside of him. She desired a family where her father had never been such a cold man, and hadn't decided to sacrifice her mother for the sake of the village. She wished her mother was still alive.
Temari desired a normal family. Maybe a family where her father hadn't been the Kazekage, because if he hadn't been the Kazekage, her mother wouldn't have died. If he hadn't been the Kazekage, then she would be a good, well-behaved normal daughter, and maybe a better sister to her brothers.
Temari wanted a normal family. One where her mother hadn't died when she was so young, leaving her the only girl in the family, one where her father hadn't been such a cold man, because no matter if her was the Kazekage or not, his personality wouldn't have changed.
Temari had desired a good childhood. One where she didn't hate and fear her youngest brother, and one where she could still remember her mother better.
Maybe, if her mother hadn't died, Temari wouldn't have feared Gaara so much. Because, in her mind, he had killed her mother, leaving her the only woman in the family. There was a little nagging thought in her mind, that if she had been nicer to her brother, he wouldn't have grown up so psychotic.
Maybe if her and her siblings had had a better childhood, everything would've been better. She would have been happier, Gaara would have been less psychotic, and Kankuro wouldn't spend so much time with his puppets, and where less of that make-up.
Most of her hopes of a normal family had been crushed when her father died, because that just made everything worse. No matter how bad a father he was, he was still her father.
Temari desired a normal family, and maybe she liked Shikamaru more then just because he was a genius. He wanted a normal, average family, too.
Temari desired a normal family, and it was slowly getting there. Slowly. Gaara wasn't so frightening anymore. Kankuro was being a little more social, more like an annoying younger brother. But they were still barely a family.
Temari really desired to change her childhood, her past. But everyone knows you can't change your past.
Authors Note: The end. This last chapter was kind of short, wasn't it? I may edit a few of the chapters to make them longer. Well, any way, my first story on is done! Yay for me!