Note for ye people: This is not irrelevant.

Song of the fic: She didn't choose this role, but she'll play it and make it sincere so you cry, you cry…

--- Panic! At the disco

--- Time to Dance

Chapter Six: The Assassin's Assignment

The next day, Kankuro and I sat in Temari's room as she went to give Kazekage a drink. She heard him talking to someone so she stopped outside the room, knowing it would be rude to walk in on his conversation. She stood outside the door so that she could hear what Kazekage was talking about, which made no sense seeing how that was just as rude.

"Daniel Harukia, I'm glad you called me back. I was wondering if I could get your help with… uhh… your line of business naturally. I was told you had the best so I wanted to try you out. Uh huh… uh huh… I know but… I need somebody who can take a boy out for me. His name? Gaara, G-A-A-R-A. Uhm, let's see, he's about 4'10", about 85-86 pounds, has reddish-brown hair, sky blue eyes, no pupils, he always carries around a giant gourd on his back, has "love" tattooed on his forehead… Uh huh… his age? Twelve. Stop laughing. If you think it will seriously be so easy then you should be happy I'm offering so much for so little. How do I know him? He's my son. Look, maybe I should take my business elsewhere… you clearly are not serious about this job. Good, now I want your very best on this job, anything less and you might loose an employee. This boy isn't your average boy; he's killed everyone I've sent after him, everything from highly skilled assassins to Jounin ninjas. Hehe, how? Let's hope you don't find out."

From down the stairs we heard a glass break. Kankuro and I leaned over the railing to see Temari trying to quickly clean up her mess when Kazekage walked out.

"What are you doing Temari?" he asked hanging up the phone.

"I-I-I was just going to bring you something to drink and I… accidentally tripped over the rug and dropped the glass. I'm so sorry." She said bowing in guilt.

"Here." He said leaning down, helping her clean up the mess.

"I'll get a towel for you." Kankuro said.

"Grab the broom too if you don't mind." Kazekage said to Kankuro as he went into the kitchen.

Temari looked at the mess then at her father. He smiled then quickly dropped it when he saw me looking at him. Temari turned around and I knew by the look in her eyes, that she knew about the tension between Kazekage and me. I turned away from her and went into my room.

"Dad," she said turning back towards him, "we should have a family day tomorrow."

"Why is that dear?" he answered

"Because I don't think any of us are close to Gaara. I'm not sure if we ever where."

"She's right dad," Kankuro said whipping up the spill, "he doesn't act like a child, he puts all these fears and problems on his shoulders. He shouldn't have to go through that by himself; he needs to know we love him even though he doesn't want us to."

"Ok kids, how about a picnic tomorrow? Sound good?"

"Yeah." they both responded.

Meanwhile up in my room… I grabbed one of the katana I keep in my room and began to sharpen it. If I had put the blade to my wrist it would only help Kazekage, but even if I tried. Touching the tip to my fingertip gave me a perspective on how sharp it should be. If I were to take the coward way out, would any really miss me? I mean, Kankuro and Temari might be sad for a day or something but they wouldn't really miss me. I began to drag it across my wrist and closed my eyes, I felt the sand come together forming a shield over my flesh. At that moment I realized something, I'm afraid to take my own life. Before I could put the katana up Temari walked in and snatched it from me. She began to cry.

"Gaara what's going on?" she cried as she threw the katana away from me.

"What do you mean?" I asked. She fell to her knees in tears.

"Father… I think he-he's trying to kill you." I kneeled to see her eye to eye.

"Look Temari, there's a lot that's happened between Kazekage and I."

"Then why hasn't anyone told me?" I hate seeing her cry.

"Because Kazekage and I were the only ones who knew."

"Then why didn't you ask for my help? I'm your sister if you like it or not. I can help you Gaara! You just need to trust someone other than yourself for once."

"You don't understand me…"

"That's because you won't let me. Gaara… please I need to tell you what I heard."

Temari stood up and we both sat on my bed. She told me everything she heard Kazekage say to his newest assassin workers. Then in return, I had to explain the last six years of my life to her. It was strange that I actually opened up to someone… was what Naruto said finally getting to me? The next few minutes were spent just us talking. I'm actually starting to like Temari more than before…

"Oh… uhm… Hey Gaara? We're going to have a picnic tomorrow… the four of us." … and now she is back to square one.

"What? Count me out."

"Hey you owe Kankuro and me for leaving us at that mansion last night."

"Fine, but don't expect me to call that man my father or any family related love moments."

"Of course not little bro'." Temari said pulling me closer to her with a mischievous smile.

"You lie as bad as Kankuro dances. And… that's saying a lot you know?"

She laughed then opened the door only to have Kazekage standing in front of it.

Haha… Kazekage's heartless. Anyhoop, what will Gaara do know that he knows his father's been listening the whole time? Probably get mad but you should read and find out… thanks for reading this much, I must have done something right to keep your attention this long. Mwahahahaha… I'm good like that. :D