KSG: Please enjoy chapter 2!

Helping around the House

It was now January 22th.

Of course being Sand country, it was still very warm. There was an occasional snowfall that you noticed in the small shelter you created, but it was mostly hot and you never had any need for a base home besides the pesky sand storms.

You were getting better acquainted with the people of the house and the basic rules to follow. For each person, you found that there was a different story and personality to go along with them. Temari shown at you like a motherly role model who was trying to help her drastically removed younger brothers. She was caring, sweet and all around a charming person to be with. She did scare her a few times the day before though.

Kankurou was a unique person if she had to describe him. She found his physical appearance to resemble a teddy bear but his personality did not fit that at all. All though he does carry a human-sized doll on his back, he was not at all kid like and was more than less of a deranged father in the sibling triangle. You noticed he was a bit of a bully, and considered that he was made fun of or mocked when he was a child to make him dress and stand out the way he does. None the less he was fun to be around when you were bored and Gaara was 'out'.

Lastly, to you, Gaara struck you as a strong figure. Not simply because of his ability to do things, but him in his stature. The boy being the youngest of his family, still could control anyone he saw. His ability to completely silence a person with a simple glare intrigued you and left you wishing for an understanding of his 'past.'

You eyes shut tightly and your thoughts drifted to 2 days ago.

/Flashback/

It was morning. The first morning of actual work. After waking from what happened to be one of the most uneasy nights of your life, you felt prepared to clean some of the dust in the house. One of the many jobs you were obliged to do.

After 5 random closets and 16 unplanned crashes, you finally found some cleaning appliances. It would have been much easier, but the other occupants of the house had still been in their rooms and not wishing to disturb them, you took it upon yourself to find the cleaner-uppers.

You were quite proud of yourself for not waking any of the other house occupants. You made your way back up to the top of the stairs and headed into a large room which you haven't seen before.

After walking into the abnormally large room, you noticed there was a king-sized bed and a few pictures hanging on the wall. Walking up to a few, you brushed some of the dust away and being the genius you were, blew on the picture. This caused you to cough and get numerous grains of sand in your eyes.

Once the so called build up cleared, you wiped your eyes and stared at the picture. It had a tall man on it; he resembled Gaara's own looks, closely. Along with him, two children were placed on either side of him. One a younger version of Temari and on the other side, a smaller boy with maroon coloured hair. He was slightly tanned like the man in the picture and his nose was naturally pushed. Your eyes drank in as much as they could before darting off to the far right side of the page.

'What? T-that's… Gaara-dono!" 'His eyes and hair are the same. He looks so... so small and innocent.' "Gaara-sama, why are you so far away from them?"

A small smile pursed your lips and you turned to the next photo. It had a picture of a baby being held in a woman's arms. In fact, there were 2 of the same pictures. The only difference was that one was of a child with dusty blond hair and the other had a dark reddish brown. 'That's most likely Temari-sama and Kankurou-sama. But- where's Gaara-sama's baby picture?'

After cleaning that pair of pictures, you moved to a picture that was very faded, but well preserved. It was a picture of two identical teenagers around the age of at least 18. They were both quite feminine. They were by a water well and were smiling proudly at the photographer. The woman that was sitting, the one with pail brown-blonde hair had a large bulge in her lower tummy and the feminine man was hugging her. 'I wonder who that is. She has the same eyes as Temari-sama, perhaps it is their mother.'

Again you followed suit and brushed off the glass with the cloth. You moved to the last frame that was hanging on the wall and slightly pouted when you saw only the negative of the picture. It was only a silhouette but something kept nagging that you saw the picture before.

Sighing, you began to brush off some of the other furniture in the chamber.

You stepped up to a few bookshelves and set up a small stool so you could reach the top. Grabbing one of the dusters, you brushed the powder build up off and onto the floor. You then climbed down and began cleaning off some of the sand that was wedged in between some of the hard covers. After making sure that each and every book had been dusted and placed exactly where you had found them, you headed to the next shelf and repeated the same process.

After 6 bookshelves, you decided the room was fairly clean. Surveying the bed you struggled internally if you should remake the bed or if you should just leave it alone.

5 more minutes passed until you decided against it and picked up the cleaning utensils, making your way to the door.

It was now 9 o'clock A.m. And after cleaning almost everywhere you could think of, you darted to the kitchen to make breakfast for the house occupants.

Settling on pancakes, you began mixing the batter and testing it(oh you know we all do it!). Once that was finished, you decided that you wanted your master and his siblings to have a warm, hardy meal. Thus, you began climbing the stairs and made your way to the first room from the stairs.

Lightly frapping against the side of Temari's door, you slid it open to a small enough degree to allow your voice to give passage. "Temari-sama, I've made breakfast. Please come to the kitchen."

You heard no response so you opened the door far enough for you to poke your head in. 'My, what an odd room. And she has even stranger dolls.'

Looking around, you noticed many pieces of polished cedar lying on the ground. There was an odd doll lying on the ground wearing shabby brown clothing.

"What an ugly doll."

You turned around the corner from the strange glass coffee table once you heard the sound of movement. But what you saw was not the pretty young woman that hired you. "Temari-sama? Temari-sama, breakfast is- Aieeeeee!"

You quickly turned around and covered your eyes as a mostly naked Kankurou turned to you, in all his glory. (meaning that pig suit was half way up his legs. Lol. Yay to Kankurou naked-ness XD)

His unpainted face flushed and he quickly pulled up his boxer and suit, zipping it up mid way through his chest. "Heh, just wait outside!"

You nodded your head quickly made your way to the door. Heading to Temari's, you once again frapped your hand on the door. "Temari-sama? Breakfast is ready!"

Again, hearing no response, you opened the door and noted the bed was not only empty but already made. As you stepped into the room, you heard a click from where you assumed the bathroom would be.

"Ohayo-gosaimasu. Did I hear you say something about breakfast?"

You gave a slight nod and gestured to the kitchen. "The pancakes are ready, please serve yourself, I must get Gaara-dono."

Temari nodded her head and smiled at you. You turned around and was just about to know on your masters door, but quickly remembered something of the past night. A second memory, but this of yesterday night.

/Flashback/

I was watching TV with Kankurou and sat boredly while he switched the channels. Temari and my master had already left to there respective rooms. And I was beginning to get tired.

Two hours later, the eldest boy had decided over 'Young and the restless' and 'WWE'. I was quite sure he was teasing me. He knew I what I wanted to watch. "Oh wow! Check out 'The undertaker!' How about this channel?" he smirked at me when he hid the converter under the couch pillow.

"Kankurou-sama! Please the channel back! I need to see who he pairs up with!"

"No way, I need to see if she escapes Kevin's house before it's too late!"

I pouted and forced myself to see Kevin from Y&R force himself onto some girl. To be honest I didn't find it very interesting and after staring at the clock, which said 12:30 AM, I eventually began to 'rest' my eyes.

Poke. Poke. I opened one eye and to my annoyance I saw stuffed full of apples, face of Kankurou.

"I think you should go to bed. Its kinda' late." I yawned and turned to the clock again for assurance. 4:30 am.

'Oh shit,' I thought patiently and nodded. "Thank you for waking me up, Kankurou-sama."

I began scaling the stairs and made it to the top. "Good night, Kankurou-sama." He nodded and walked passed me into one of the extra rooms.

Knocking on the wood panel, you called out to your Master. "Gaara-sama? May I come in?"

No answer. "Master Gaara! You know you shouldn't ignore me!" I turned to that large empty room on the far end of the corner. 'Maybe I could…No! I have to do my contracted duty! I can't sleep anywhere but by my master's side. And besides, what is so bad about sitting next to a homicidal gourd?'

I believe I was standing outside of his door for over an hour before I heard a crack of a window. I didn't know what it was exactly, but It sounded like some sort of animal. I knocked again, "Gaara-sama! Please, may I come in? I'm very tired and I would like to go to sleep."

I heard foot steps and I sighed with relief as they came closer. There was a chilling moan of that animal again and sand began to pour through the side of the door. I began to be quite curious. 'I thought I swept all of the sand out of his room…'

The door smacked itself open fully and pounds of sand began to pour out of the room. As it raveled around my legs and began up the rest of my body, I let out a shrill cry. One that most likely woke the entire house hold as well as the one next to it.

The scream was so treacherous it even shocked Gaara until he held his head tightly and began to moan in discomfort. I wanted to cough out, "Are you ok? I'm sorry. Please forgive me."

But all that left me was a weez and a nonsense gag from my own blood. The sand began to grow tighter and tighter until, suddenly it collapsed. Holding onto my throat, I coughed and through up the bile that was being squeezed in my throat. When my breathing returned from the panicked state, I turned my head to my saviors. Unsurprisingly, I saw both Temari-sama and Kankurou-sama, both bed dressed and holding unusually large items.

Temari-sama folded up what appeared to be a fan and shrank next to me, patting my back. Kankurou-sama gestured to me and began lecturing Gaara about something, "Do you know how close you came to doing her in? If we weren't here, she would probably be in some sort of weird dimension with 'it'."

Temari-sama gave a sigh and stepped closer to Gaara. "You have to be more careful, otouto… You have a lot of responsibility with her now. Especially with that scroll. Don't put it all to waste." She was speaking in a quiet, solemn tone that was still soothing none the less.

Gaara frowned and turned to go back into his room but suddenly stopped and turned to me, "Don't knock. You're annoying."

I coughed one more time and nodded, slowly and nervously following him and sitting on the bed. He sat on a cushion and leaned against the wall, staring at nothing in particular. " I wish you would at least try to sleep…"

/End Flashback/

Quickly changing your mind, you opened the door and bowed, not risking a see-me-naked-occurrence again. Realizing it was all clear you looked up, "Ga-Gaara-sama! Please, make your way to the kitchen, I made breakfast."

He stared at you for a brief moment and then walked around you and headed down the stairs.

There was an awkward silence during breakfast. You couldn't help but blush every time the puppet master fell into your sight. It wasn't everyday that you saw your masters older brother getting changed.

Temari, as if sensing the tension, decided to break the silence. "Today I would like to get the groceries done for this week. We have enough money for now especially with our guest's donations."

You beamed proudly at her words. Kankurou gave a groan and whined, "I hate shopping. We always get stuff we have no need for!"

Gaara gave a glare which quickly shut him up. You silently admired the red haired boy. He was commanding and yet had need for very few words. Although, seeing what he could do the past few night's terrorized you at the same time. Little did you know, that Temari was silently laughing while she watched you stare at her youngest brother.

She shook her head and called you. As you turned you noted a smirk that was plastered across her face, "Lets go. We can do the dishes later." A small nod came from you and you placed the empty dishes onto the counter.

/flashback/

You were now standing outside of an oddly disfigured building and began walking with the three 'masters'.

Thats all for now, Im going to be writing some on the weekend on Sunday Ill post another chappie.

By the way you guys. Yell at me to update. It will get things done quicker.