Chapter two:The Tool Named Joy

YOSH::bows: thank you for all the wuving in the reviews! Me feel very special and warm and fuzzy inside it. Now to just answer one review. I won't reveal much about anything in this chapter, my my. That would be quite rushed! Now keep on reviewing..

..soon I'm gonna have a big writers block XD. Nee waaa…

Yes. Okay, Gaara did become the Kazekage. But he didn't in my fanfic. Cause that just makes things more complicated, if that's even possible. Just to clear things up. But to add to an another note, after this chapter. I shall be changing the title too "My Sweet Mocking bird" Due to copyrights that I don't want to get into.

And thank you to the one reviewer for your constructive criticism. But I will keep on track with what I have, because it seems like people enjoy it. I haven't read any of the latest chapters, heck. I'll admit, I only read the manga if I only like certain parts. ((ex. Ones with Hinata or Gaara )) So I'm not haven't seen any more development on Gaara behalf. So I don't know his newer personality , and it seems he is much nicer and kinder. I know he was softening up a bit, and I mentioned that. Maybe you missed it, and this whole Gaara wouldn't take naything form a KazeKage wannabe. Hell,Gaara is kick ass,but first your saying hes much kinder now after the Naruto incident..then your making him into a total badass that will smack the KazeKage in the face..and ride off into the sunset. This is fanficiton..I could make Gaara wear a Goth Loli dress and it still be fine! C'mon, I'm don't think I'm the best writer, but I don't think I'm the worst. If you don't like it..hell. Don't read it, cause this is how my fanfic is,and always will be, enjoy the read or just leave.

((But thank you, I did get Temaris age messed up..and I guess I'll put in that they are siblings, but it doesn't change much I don't think.))

Gaara looked in the mirror, the pale milky white skin, piercing ice blue eyes, red hair, longer in the back then in the front. Dark circles hugging around his eyes, he hadn't slept tonight either. Well he wouldn't be able too anyways even if he tried. Because for the whole night, that stupid girl had decided this was the best time to get all her stuff into her room.

Walking out of his room he grumbled under his breath as he rubbed some sleep from his eyes, like little grains of sand. His sand gourd on his back, the red ribbon binding it to him. As he passed the girls room, then Temari's he walked into the kitchen. Only when he entered did he realize how hungry he was.

When the three on they're way back from the meeting with the KazeKage they had stopped at the restaurant. Ordering a big platter for all of them to share. When Gaara and Temari turned to pay for they're meal when it arrived, and turned back to face Joy. All was left were a few crumbs around Joy's mouth, as she looked at them perfectly innocently, pouring on the cuteness a little too thick.

But as Gaara's hand grasped the handle to the fridge and pulled, he had to jump back alittle so he wouldn't get crushed by the mountain of a certain fruit. Looking down on all the mangos that inhabited the fridge, swearing under his breath. He decided to not get anything from there so he took out at the bread bag from the bread cupboard. Ignoring the one single mango that sat on top of the loaf of bread. And put it in the toaster.

Sitting down at the table, he placed his sand gourd on the ground beside him like it was a good dog, faithful and never willing to leave its masters side. Which was almost half true, except it was sand, not a dog. Unaware of what was happening in the other room.

It was Temari's actually, and if Gaara had taken the time to look in, he would of seen two people in it. There was Temari of course, and a certain green haired girl as well. The later one happened to have her arms wrapped around Temari's stomach, and using one of Temari's breast as a pillow. A small puddle of drool on Temaris shirt.

The girls long hair, blond and forest green intertwined together, like gold with green silk. Joys long green hair, not in its usual pigtails just poured over the edge of the bed, touching the ground, it almost looked like a waterfall. It was peaceful for a while, as it had been the whole night as they slept fondly, dreaming of various things. Then two blue eyes, with a hint of green in them appeared. They were unfocused for a short while, as her brain worked slowly to wake up from its deep slumber. She felt so warm, for a split second she wondered why, then she heard a soft snore, and looked down. "GAH JOY-CHAN!" Jumping so Temari sat up straight, Joy loosened her grip around Temair's stomache. Looking around sleepily she rubbed at her eyes the tanned girl yawned showing off a sharp set of canines , still half asleep, wondering if she was in a dream.

"Nee waa...where is Joy?" Joy eyes widened when she saw Temari standing over her, not looking all that pleased. "You drooled..on my favorite..pj top.." Talking slowly and in a low voice Joy sweat dropped as she laughed nervously, deciding to make a run before it before she got pummeled. Bolting out of the room with her arms outstretched like an airplane her eyes wild trying to find a hiding place, a furious Temari chased after her, for her to get whipped in the face by the tips of Joy's ridiculously long hair.

Gaara looked at her for a moment then turned his head sharply away, swearing under his breath. "Baka, put some pants on!" How dumb could this girl get Gaara wondered, running around in an extremely short long sleeved man shirt. The sleeves were way to long on her, and hanged past her fingertips. And it seemed she had forgotten to do up the last few buttons, so her yellow with black frill panties peeked out for the whole world to see.

Joy ran towards the pile of mangos that still sat on the ground of the kitchen still, Gaara had been too lazy to clean them up diving into them in hopes she could hide from the ever furious Temari. Too bad Joy was wearing her panda sleeping cap. The little panda face poking out from beneath the mangos. Temari stomped over, taking in deep breaths as to try and calm herself down, she had a slight case of bed head, one side of her blonde hair flat, while the other side ruffeled.

Then Temari stopped like a deer caught in the headlights. Gaara looked over at her, amazed by how far her mouth was hanging. "NANI?ITS ALREADY 9:23?AHHH! I'm going to be late!" Pulling at her hair Temari's mind was now elsewhere as she started running around, then back into her room. A few seconds later coming out. She was wearing the same clothes as yesterday, so there were a few wrinkles here and there.

Doing up her hair as Temari looked around drastically for a quick bite Joy peeked her head out curiously, as if it was perfectly normal that she was hiding in a pile of mangos. Temari grabbed the piece of toast Gaara had been making for himself. Then you could hear her rush down the hall, and out the door. Gaara yelling after her, complaining that was his as he stood out of his chair. "Oi! Temari! Oi!...shit.." Sitting back down he huffed, for once acting like a child.

Joy stood up, a few mangos rolling across the ground. She slipped out a knife from the cupboard and threw the mango in the air, cutting down in a series of flashes, perfectly cut mango slices piled on the counter. Joy searched around a bit for a plate, when finally she found one she placed the pieces on the plate. Walking over to Gaara she sat down, her long green hair inhabiting the ground around the two. Joy offered the plate to Gaara, as if this might cheer him up, Joy tilted her head, as she leaned a bit to look at his frowning face. "Mango?" Gaara looked at her with murderous intent in his eyes. Joy still smiled warmly at him, as she nibbled on a slice herself.

The red haired boy stood up, picking up his sand gourd, and turned his back to Joy, walking a bit in till he stopped, looking behind him as Joy peered slightly confused, but still smiling. "Not when your dirty hands touched them.." Joy tilted her head to the other size, now even more confused. She then gasped, hitting her fist in the palm of her hand. "Joy gets it!Haii!"

Jumping Joy ran past Gaara and turned to go into her room, Gaara kept on walking to go back into his room, he needed to take a shower. He was cut off when Joy jumped out of her room, holding up a sticky note which read.

Clean hands before serving food to Gaara Joy smiled proudly as she held it up to Gaara for him to see. His mouth slightly opened not totally sure what to say. "Ne ne! See, now Joy won't forget..sticky notes help Joy with everything!" Motioning to her room Joy stepped away. Not thinking Gaara peeked in, a bit curious by what she was talking about . Almost everything was covered with sticking notes each thing had various things written on it ,explaining simple things like Put on your pants of course Joy must of missed that one when changing into her Pjs last night.

Joy twirled around as she stuck the sticky note on her beside lamp. Instead of pictures hanging, mirrors, clothes about. Joy had sticky notes. Joy smiled reading a few notes. Adjusting a picture aof a side view of Temari and Gaara, what they were looking at wasn't sure,but they're faces seemed a bit astonished. A small marker pointed to each one, to Temari "Onee-chan" Was written.And of course the one pointing to Gaara, said Gaara. Joy smiled softly, as she looked out the window, she had a good view of the city and the outskirts of town, Joy touched the window with both hands, pressing her forehead against the glass, her reflection showed slightly.

"Joy has no memories to speak of. Everyday is Joys first day of life..Joy sometimes can't remember things that just happened five minutes ago, she dosen't recognize faces usually either. That's why Joy has to take picture of the people she needs to know…people ask why Joys never sad. Its because sad people have sad things happen to them..how can Joy be sad..if she can't remember the pain. So ne…Gaara who seems so sad and hurts a lot here"Touching where her heart was, Joy closed her eyes momentarily. "When something sad happens and Gaaras angry..put Gaaras anger and pain on Joy. Because..the next day,or maybe even in a few minutes. She won't remember it at all...the only thing that will remain is the wound, just a scar. And Joy doesn't mind if Gaara tells Joy that she just fell or hurt herself.." Joys voice sounded as happy as it usually did, as if she was telling Gaara the time she went to the park and found a fuzzy caterpillar, but if only he had listened closer, he would of heard the hidden sadness in her voice.

Looking back on Gaara she giggled, giving the gleeful childish smile of hers,

as she held her hands behind her back, her eyes sparkled like gems brighter then even the sun that was by now high up in the sky. "So at anytime…use Joy! She doesn't mind at all Tee hee!"

Gaara stood there in the doorway as he tried to understand why Joy was telling him this. Like he cared, what? Did she really like the idea of being someone's punching bag. The idea was tempting to him, but he didn't believe someone would offer themselves like that. For nothing in return, there must be some catch, blackmailing him? But he wasn't scared if anyone did find out, what could they seriously do. How reassuring it must be, not being able to fear anything or anyone. And he knew, telling himself this over and over, that no one would waste their time or strength, or give up anything to a monster.

"Baka." And with that he walked passed her room and entered his, dropping his gourd, undressing to reveal a lean body as most people would get from the lifestyle Gaara lived and walked into his own private bathroom. Turning on the shower he stepped in, facing the water with his eyes closed. Why did the pathetic excuse for a girl have to live with them. Cursing Kankurou for dying and leaving his spot on their squad to be replaced.

As the hot water bounced off of him, he stood there motionless, his mouth set in a frown, his "eyebrows" pushed forward. I need no one to lean on, My Strength is for me alone. I'm not bothered at all by what people think of me, I live to kill, that's my only will to survive. And I'm not hers to try and heal, I just wish that baka would disappear.

Yay!Chapter two done, now Im getting a bit of writers block. Oo and review..and if you want to put any ideas for my fanfiction, cause I bet they're all lovely, pm ..please! Ideas are good!

Ja!