A/N: this is an interesting childhood story about gaara, temari, and kankuro.
Disclaimer: I don't own naruto.
Childhood memories can be important
At 3:45 a.m. Gaara woke up thinking of a childhood memory.
" Ahhhhhh! Kankuro, did you put this snake in my bed?" asked temari in a hurt voice. " yes, I'm sorry," in the soft voice and the puppy dog face that always made temari not so mad anymore. That's when gaara woke up screaming because he was always cranky in the mornings. Temari went to his room to calm him down by singing his favorite lullaby.
Then she made breakfast for them because their parents were gone on a trip and since she was the oldest at age of 7, she got to take care of her younger brothers who could be a big pain at times. Kankuro was very mischievous and he was 6 years old and gaara was a brat and he was 4. they ate breakfast and started their schedule by playing ninja games for 3 hours. Then gaara started having a screaming fit because he lost for the 72nd time. Temari then calmed him down again but this time she just cradled him till he fell asleep.
Then kankuro and temari ate some ice cream while watching their parents on tv fighting the ninjas from the leaf village. Then all of a sudden the hokage killed both of their parents with a strong blow full of charka. Temari and kankuro sat there speechless and sad. Then kankuro started crying like a fountain. Temari held him in her arm until he cried himself to sleep. Then gaara woke up and asked what happened and temari told him what happened and he started bawling like a baby.
This was the first time he had cried because of actual sadness instead of annoyance. Temari hugged him and kept on telling him it was alright but she knew it wasn't.
A/N: another chapter is coming your way soon!