Yay! Another chapter and it's on time! It's boring, but hey I'm still in the beginnings of my story. Shout out goes to Kylie-chan, for being an awsome reviewer and writer, my most humble apologies for being confusing.
Kankuro "lives" with his mom, she sends him to Konoha because the education is better, he's been going since his freshman year. Gaara didn't want to go until he found out about the new cooking classes(and he misses his dear Kan-chan! SSSSHHH! he doesn't know yet!). Temari lives with their father.
I hope everyone is enjoying the story. All 130 non-reviewers.

Kankuro pulled on his casual clothes, which consisted of a pair of jeans an oversized black T-shirt, and a unique hood styled after a cat. He didn't put on his face paint, no teachers today. He shouldered his suitcase, slipped his plane ticket into his pocket and walked out the door.

I should say good-bye if everyone's up. Kankuro thought. He walked to dorm number 116, Sakon and Ukon's. He quietly rapped on the door. There were muffled voices and the door creaked open.

" Kuro-kun! Kuro-kun with no face paint! I see why you weren't aroused by our dance! You are HOT and we didn't know! Take the hood off! Wait, take your pants off! You must have time for a quickie!" Ukon rambled. Sakon slowly meandered to the door.

"K-kan-kan-kuro!" Sakon gasped uncharacteristically.

"I just came to say good-bye before I headed off. Wait what?" Kankuro was obviously on autopilot.

"Take your pants off!" Ukon shouted.

"He means to say you look good. And you do. You should wear your face paint less." Sakon translated after he recovered.

"Pants need to come off right now!" Ukon wailed.

"Sorry, I got to get going. Um, thanks I guess…" Kankuro said while walking away.

"You know, Kuro-kun and Gaa-chan look nothing alike. Neither does Temari-chan." Ukon commented, his finger tapping his chin.

"Hm, they don't." Sakon concurred as he shut the door.

Kankuro wondered the halls until he found the Uchiha dorm. He lightly knocked but there was no answer so he continued to the door. Stepping out of the dormitory Kankuro raised a hand and tried to hale a taxi. After a few bypassed him taxi 3117 stopped. Kankuro felt relieved as he put his baggage into the trunk of the yellow vehicle. He opened the door and sat in the back.

"Where to, sir?" The driver asked.

"Airport." Kankuro said. There was only one in Konoha so Kankuro didn't bother naming it. He stared out his window. Konoha was so much more metropolitan than Sunaga. He watched as shops passed and large company buildings.

"So, where are you going?" The man politely asked.

"Sunaga." Kankuro answered simply, he couldn't think of anything to ask the man.

"Your parents giving you a vacation?" He asked. Kankuro laughed.

"No, my family lives there, I couldn't imagine wanting a vacation there." Kankuro said.

"I think Sunaga is a quaint enough place. The hot springs are amazing." He defended.

Kankuro nodded, "Yeah, the hot springs are great, but that's about it."

"Most unfortunate," The man said, "so your parents ship you to the Konoha Sarutobi Academy?"

"Yeah, my brother's starting next semester. And I have to admit, though I miss the girls, the school is pretty good." Kankuro said.

"Yes, KSA is most impressive, as expected of Sarutobi-sama." The man regarded for a moment.

"Ah, here you are, twenty-three fifty is your fee." The taxi driver affirmed. Kankuro quickly paid the man and pulled out his bag.

"Arigatou gozaimashita." Kankuro said and waved. Kankuro stomped up the steps to the fancy airport and pulled out his ticket.

Gate A3

Where the hell is that? Kankuro wondered briefly. He gave a fleeting look at the signs in hope of them telling him which way to go. Of course, no luck. Kankuro walked up to the front desk.

"Sumi masen, where is gate A three?" he asked courteously. The woman gave him the directions and he made his way to the gate after the horrible ordeal of baggage checking. After glancing atthe clock Kankuro realized he had ten minutes before he was due. He set his bag down and took a seat. He stretched in his chair then yawned.

"Too early a flight for you?" A redhead asked. Kankuro jumped.

"S-sasori-sensei!" Kankuro yelped.

"What? I can't have a life my own?" Sasori chided while he sat next to Kankuro.

"I just didn't expect," Kankuro started.

"I almost didn't recognize you without the Kabuki make-up. You look cute." Sasori interrupted.

"Ah, um, arigatou, Sasori-sensei. Why are you going to Sunaga?" Kankuro gulped, this man scared him.

"I'm visiting my grandmother. You?"

"My family as well." Kankuro responded.

"I'm retiring after this year, I'm going to help design robots for Honda."

"You enjoy working with machines too?" Kankuro asked excitedly.

"I've designed quite a few." Sasori answered. They talked for a while about mechanics and new ideas and weather or not A.I. was something to look into.

"All those sitting in first class, please board the plane at this time." The voice rang out.

"That's me, see you Kankuro-kun." Sasori said and got up. Kankuro waved and wished he'd gotten to know the man sooner. After a long time in line Kankuro embarked. He scanned the aircraft for seat F-12 and found it. He opened the overhead compartment and shoved his luggage in it. Kankuro then took his seat.

"Please make sure all trays are in the upright position, all seatbelts are fastened and that electronics are off. Enjoy the flight!" The plane started to shake as it took off. Kankuro sorely wished he'd brought gum, his ears were popping madly. Finally the large plane reached the correct altitude and Kankuro's ears had adapted. The 'fasten seatbelt' sign was turned off and the pilot broadcasted that it was safe to move about the plane. The flight was nine hours long so Kankuro made himself comfortable. He noticed the bag containing headphones and he slipped them on. He began browsing through the few channels the plane had. Kankuro settled for the kids' movie Shrek. Not too long after a flight attendant offered him some tamagoyaki. He ate it quickly while he watched the movie.

After an hour Kankuro felt bored out of his mind. The movie was too lame to continue watching, the food was prosaic, the flight was far to long, and the brat sitting in front of him was yakking his ears off.

"Hey mister! Your hat is funny!" a five-year-old blonde laughed.

"Shut up kid." Kankuro was not in the mood to deal with this brat. Where were his parents?

"It's F-U-N-N-Y, funny. I can spell!" The child went on.

"That's great. Go away." He snarled.

"My name is Hiro! What's yours mister?" the boy persisted.

"Go away."

"That's not a name!" Hiro exclaimed as if he were exasperated.

"No, it's not, it's an order." Kankuro growled becoming more and more annoyed with this little monster.

"You're not my daddy!" The petulant child announced.

"Where are your parents?" Kankuro was sick of Hiro.

"My daddy's on the potty." He answered almost, proudly.

"Please don't be constipated!" Kankuro whispered, then replied, "Didn't he teach you not to talk to strangers?" The little boy gasped, and turned around. Kankuro smirked, stupid brat. Kankuro put the headphones back on and perused through the channels. He settled on a document on Sunaga, it just talked about all the amazing hot springs there. Sighing, Kankuro turned his consideration to the topography. Watching as hills rolled into plains and plains into towns.

"Sumi masen, sir, would you like some sushi?" Apparently he had fallen asleep. His headphones rested around his neck

"Ii desu ne!" Kankuro responded happily. The attendant handed him a tray with soy sauce and wasabi. After finishing his meal Kankuro went back to sleep in hopes the plane ride would not last long. He still had three more hours to go.

"Please lift your trays to an upright position, fasten your seatbelts and make sure all electronics are off, we are about to land at the Sunaga airport. Please fly again." The intercom crackled. Shortly, the plane started descending. Kankuro's ears started popping once more, thankfully not as bad. The plane shook a bit as the landing gears touched down. It stopped and the passengers were told to disembark in an orderly manner. Kankuro pulled out his stuff then spotted Sasori.

"Sasori-sensei! How was your flight?" Kankuro asked once he caught up.

"Reasonably pleasant. The food was good. What about you Kankuro-kun?" the redhead asked.

"Lame. Coach class sucks." The taller boy said.

"Technically, it's economy class Kankuro-kun." Sasori corrected. Kankuro shrugged as he walked into the lobby.

"KAN-CHAN!" Karura shouted. Kankuro cringed. Sasori smiled lightly.

"Is that your mother?" he asked. Kankuro nodded. She ran up to them.

"I have to go, I'm sorry Kaze-sama. See you Kankuro-kun." Sasori said and left.

"Who was that, Kan-chan?" Karura squealed.

"That was Sasori-sensei. No mom I'm not gay." Kankuro groused. Karura gave an embittered sigh, "I still love you."

"Thanks." Kankuro deadpanned. Karura smiled as she checked him over.

"It's so good to have you back sweetheart." She said and hugged him. Kankuro had to leaned down to hug her back.

"Where's Gaara-chan?" Kankuro asked looking around.

"He's back at home, don't worry." Karura replied.

"What he didn't want to see his older brother?" Kankuro joked.

"You look so lean! You've lost weight!" She gently lifted his shirt.

"Hey!" He protested.

"You've got some muscle now!" she exclaimed, a few people at the airport stared.

"Mom!" His cheeks flushed slightly at the attention.

"C'mon we should get going; do you have all your things?" Karura asked. Kankuro lifted his valise to emphasize that he had all his things.

"Ikimasho!" Karura said heading towards the parking lot.

Yes Honda does work on robots. I know little about it so the dialouge wasn't very good, but I wanted to include that Kankuro likes robots since we don't have awsome marionettes like he does. He will have to deal with it, just like Gaara.

Arigatou gozaimashita: Thank you (formal)
Arigatou: Thank you
Sumi masen: Excuse me, used to get someone's attention.
Tamagoyaki: A japanese omelet.
Sushi, wasabi: Raw fish, vegetables or various other things with rice wrapped in seaweed, wasabi is a "hot sauce" that goes with it.
Ii desu ne: Sounds good.
Ikimasho: Let's go

Hope you enjoyed, and thank you for reading.