A very dusty week later. Three siblings find themselves in Konoha.

"Kankuro…"

"What?"

"We were supposed to turn down that way off the highway…"

"No we weren't."

Temari resisted the urge to throw her brother out the window. Fortunately for him, he was driving so that wasn't an option. Gaara murmured from the backseat, "We're lost."

Kankuro grinned. "No we aren't lil' bro. We're in Konoha."

Temari almost growled, "Yeah, but thanks to you, we don't know where IN Konoha we are. Right now we might very likely be driving straight back to Suna!"

His brother patted a reassuring hand on Temari's shoulder. "No worries. If that happens, we'll turn straight round and come back."

He grabbed back his hand as though afraid his sister might mince it, with the glare she shot him. "Keep both your bloody hands on the steering wheel Kankuro."

She sighed slumping into her seat brushing irritably at her short hair. "What is it with you guys and asking for directions anyways?"

Kankuro grinned, "Well since you're technically one of us now, I guess I should tell you. It's because we men, must keep up appearances."

Temari blinked. "Huh?"

"C'mon sis, asking for help, does not fit the image. You know…"

"No. Actually I don't know."

Now it was Kankuro's turn to look exasperated. At this point Gaara decided to point out a motel in the distance. Temari checked the time on one of Kankuro's old bulky watches; it still felt huge on her wrist. "It's about time we get to stop for the night huh?"

Kankuro stifled a yawn. "Yeah." Absentmindedly he brushed away the tears his yawn brought. "Let's just get a room sleep and get the hell onto Konoha high."

"We would already be there if I never allowed you to drive."

"Awww, sis. There is no way even robotic little you could drive a whole week straight."

"At least we would have gotten to our destination without back tracking the whole of Konoha twice."

"But what fun would that be?"

Killing your brother is not right. Killing your brother is not right. Killing your brother is not right. Aw hell! Just kill him and get it over w-

"Hey sis! We have arrived!" Kankuro happily parked into the space.

Temari just had to point it out, "You parked skew."

Kankuro stepped out to check, "Heck you're right!"

Grumbling under her breath Temari stumbled out of the car. Sitting in one position is a pain in the proverbial ass. "Kankuro go get a room for us. We'll wait for you at the Café next to us."

"Huh? But hey!" But they had already walked away, their forms moving steadily away in the deepening darkness. "That's not fair! I just finished driving for crying out loud! It's child labour, I tell you! Slavery! Oy! I know you can hear me!"

Kankuro watched his sister wave lazily back at him, without bothering to turn around, she yelled back, "If you have the guts ask Gaara to do it."

Gaara turned around to look at Kankuro expectantly. Kankuro blanched. "It's OK Gaara! I'll do it, no worries. Go enjoy your coffee!" Hastily he hurried off. Temari turned round just in time to see Kankuro slipping into the reception. She raised an eyebrow at Gaara, "You're one sick bastard Gaara."

He didn't reply immediately and they continued walking. As they walked into the Café however Gaara murmured, "I learned from the best, Temari."

Temari blinked. Did Gaara just… No, he didn't… He couldn't have… Could he? She looked carefully at his face; he had a small smile again. She snorted a laugh. "You just called me the best sick bastard, ya know that? Sometimes I swear you're normal Gaara."

They slipped into a seat by the window. Playing with the plastic menu's, Temari tried to make that 'whong' sound you get if you flapped it just the right way. Gaara watched her quietly.

"What's your name?"

Temari stared at Gaara, "You forgot already? Dude you're my brother, you could at least remember my name."

Gaara didn't seem offended, "Your male name."

"Oh." She scratched her head, "That." She shrugged, "I dunno. Didn't think about it, I suppose."

"How about Yuki?"

"Yuki Subaku… I suppose, one name works as well as another. I'll tell Kankuro about it when he arrives." Temari was fairly surprised. She studied her youngest brother over the menu. He seemed quiet, but not a I'll-kill-you-if-you-disturb-me-quiet. It was contemplative.

"You liked the name I chose for you?"

"Cause I liked it. I kept it didn't I?"

"Hn."

The waitress arrived, "What can I do for you?"

She was eyeing Temari in a flirtatious way. Temari being Temari didn't notice. "I'll have an ice coffee. Gaara, how about you?"

He hesitated, "The same."

The waitress flung back her blonde hair and smiled at Temari, putting her hands together such that her arms pushed her breasts together. "Would you like anything else?"

Temari blinked at her, "I would like you to stop doing that. It's disconcerting watching your boobs dance around like that."

The girl laughed, face flushed, "You're so naughty you!" Slapping Temari on the shoulder she waltzed away, stopping every now and then to wink back at her.

"I think I might have missed something there."

Kankuro bundled into the café and after locating them he dropped down next to Temari. "What did I miss?"

Temari folded her napkin into a swan, "My male name is now Yuki."

Gaara folded his arms and looked out the window. The light reflecting off it made it look like he was staring at a mirror. "Yuki was being hit on by the blonde waitress."

Temari dropped the swan in astonishment. "I was not!"

Kankuro looked around, "The one in the pink skirt waving at us?" He waved back.

Gaara looked up, "Hn."

"Man, you're lucky Yuki! She's got the biggest boobs ever!"

Temari twitched, "I don't want to know. Really I don't."

On the other side of the café a red faced blonde woman waved a bottle around, "Ino! I'm out of beer!"

Kankuro blinked, "I take that back. I think I found the mother of all boobs."

"Stop talking about boobs." Temari dropped her head into her arms. Her coffee better come quick.

Kankuro watched as their waitress moved towards the table, "Tsunade sensei, you really shouldn't drink too much. Shizune san, can't you do something about her?"

The petite black hair woman smiled apologetically, "You know how she is Ino chan."

Ino dunked the beer in front of Tsunade. "That's the whole dang problem, I know exactly how she is."

Temari lifted her head up suddenly, "Did she just say Tsunade sensei?"

"Yes?"

Temari stood up immediately and hopped/pushed herself past Kankuro to walk to the busty blondes table. Kankuro glanced at Gaara, "Maybe Yuki likes mature and big chested women."

Gaara shrugged, much to Kankuro disgruntlement. "You're no fun lil bro."

"I'm sorry, but I believe I heard your name is Tsunade sensei?" Yuki decided to go the polite route.

"Hmmm? Who're you? You're too young to be someone I bedded before."

Temari could feel her ears heat up, and she noticed the black haired woman next to her had turned an amazing beetroot colour.

"No. I'm not someone you bedded before."

"Well what you want me to bed you now?"

"NO!" Does this woman ever go off that topic? Temari drew a deep breath, "Are you by any chance the Tsunade sensei who heads Konoha High Boys?"

Tsunade downed half the new bottle, "Who wants to know?"

"Te- Yuki Subaku."

"Subaku huh…. Oh I remember now. You're the trio of brothers that want to come to my school."

Temari blinked, "Yes, my two brothers are over at that table."

Tsunade followed Temari's finger, "Oh… I see. Well, sit down a bit. Shizune can you go over there and get their details? You know, birthdates… Rubbish like that, things that apparently we need to know."

Shizune nodded respectfully and walked over to Gaara and Kankuro. At a look from Tsunade, Temari sat down quietly. Da fuck? How can she all of a sudden become so sober? It's disconcerting. They sat like that for a while, Temari trying not to look ill at ease and Tsunade studying her as she would study a butterfly she was about to pin down. Pin down with a very sharp needle.

"Yuki, where do you come from?"

"Suna."

Tsunade grinned. "Good old Suna. I can always trust that place to send me some kids every year. Too tough. Not good for kids. But you don't seem like one of the soft ones."

Temari knew what Tsunade was talking about. Although She and Kankuro had attended Private schools, even there the nerds carried knifes. And they weren't for self protection. And Gaara spent all his school years at a public school, where it was ten times worse.

"No we aren't."

"So what's the reason for coming here?" Tsunade's eyes were slitted. Temari's next answer was going to be very important. She thought for a bit, there was only one reason for this whole mess anyways. She shrugged, "We wanted to stay together."

Her answer had obviously startled Tsunade. She leaned back taking her in slowly. "That's a first. OK you're in. There's about a month of school left. You can come to the classes if you want. I won't expect you to write the end year exams but you should come to the lessons. It will help you get ready for next year."

Temari nodded, "Thank you."

"No problem, now get out of my face so I can get drunk properly."