Demented Siblings With Love: Warning, HAZARDOUS.

By: Po0kiee/Gaa-chan.

A/N: Hello again! Thanks for reading, hehe. Yeah, the first chapter's up I never can finish a story, usually, so hopefully this time, I will! Have faith in me, will you? 3 Anyhoo, this chapter… I don't know. It's just going to be… Hmm. Mostly talktalk and that stuff. Gaara's going to be in this one, whooo! I've finished all my Sour Icebreakers so now I need to find more. Oh, where art thou, my inspiration?!

Oh, wait, I can have some strawberry icemilk ♡

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto but we know who does. –Evil eyes-

Chapter Two: My Heart Belongs To You.

BEEP.

BEEP.

BEEEEEP.

"Erghh… Shut uuuup…" The blonde girl groaned, slamming her fist down onto the alarm clock. Ugh. How she hated Monday mornings. Why couldn't they just rid of every Monday there was? Ugh, then Tuesday would be the new Monday, and so forth. It had been about three days since her last words with Kankurou… Yeah.

What to wear today… Thank goodness I don't have to wear my usual outfit in the mornings… Or something…

Temari clambered out of the bed and sighed deeply.

I can't stop thinking about Kankurou…

Temari sighed again. Oh, what was the world coming to? She walked towards the closet and grimaced. Racks and racks of clothing that looked identical. Ugh.

Might as well wear a robe or my pajamas… Whatever…

Temari looked down at her outfit currently. Mid-thigh length shorts and a tight shirt. No – it didn't matter. Kankurou was off on another mission, anyways. Speaking of missions, Temari was to get one today as well. Temari rolled her eyes. The Kazekage was their own brother and he gave them crappy missions, how cruel was he? Then again, maybe that just meant that he didn't want them to die on a mission…

Temari shut the door quietly on her way out. She clambered down the stairs slowly, tapping the dark wooden stair rails on the way with her ebony fingernails. The suna kunoichi slowly started to hum a song out loud, her voice rising every few moments. Her foot reached the last step hesitantly, stopping her humming and listening for any sounds that were like Kankurou's or anyone else's. Coast was clear. Temari beamed. Another day without facing her brother, why, it was already 4 days counting today! Temari had to be proud of herself for doing that. Dancing away to her own singing, Temari felt like she was in a good mood. She sang and danced her way to the refrigerator, taking out milk. She put it on the counter and then danced over to the cupboard for some cereal. Temari set the cereal beside the milk and opened a drawer. She pulled out a bowl and shut the drawer with her hips. Dancing over to the kitchen's island, she collected all the materials for a simple made cereal. She still sang and poured the cereal and milk at the same time. The song was ending, or Temari only knew that much of the song.

"Hm, hm, hmm… I love-"

"I'm home!" Kankurou's voice bellowed throughout the large house.

"-you." Temari stared ahead.

No, this can't happen! I better run upstairs!

Temari was prepared to dash to the stairs, but it was too late. Kankurou walked into the kitchen and saw Temari's frozen dance pose. Her hips were swung to the side, her arms up near her head and feet pointed. But the funniest thing was her expression on her face.

"Ah – Temari…" Kankurou immediately flushed with a deep cherry. He lowered his eyes and headed for the stairs. Temari reached out for Kankurou by instinct, and held onto the back of his shirt.

"Kank-" Kankurou turned around, shocked and opened his mouth, as to speak, "-uro…" Temari murmured, her eyes fixed onto his face.

"Yeah, Temari…?" Kankurou spoke softly and shivered at Temari's touch. Wait – wasn't that usually the other way around?

"I - … Nothing. Nevermind." Temari blushed and quickly turned on her heels to leave. Kankurou pulled at her arm.

"No, don't leave. Please, please talk to me…!" Kankurou grimaced, hating to yell at her beloved sister. Temari bit her lip and shut her eyes tightly, trying to prevent the waterworks about to flow.

"Ah, I can't…" Temari's lip quivered. Her back was still turned to him. At least Kankurou couldn't see the tears. As Kankurou heard Temari's response, he was just about to drop to the floor.

"Why not?! We haven't talked forever now! Can't we just settle this in a civilized, mature way?!" Kankurou raised his voice even louder, trying to hide the shakiness and hurt.

"Just because, okay? Try to understand for once." Temari felt a wet substance trickle down her face. She tried hard not to sniffle.

"Look at me!" Kankurou spun her body around. Temari's tears flew faster down her cheeks. She resisted his grip and turned her head.

"No…" Kankurou whispered, "What have you turned into…?" Temari's heart instantly started to ache as she heard that.

"Nothing… I'll just tell you, Kankurou dear… My heart – it belongs to you." And with that last comment, she ran out the door.

"TEMARI!" Kankurou yelled as loud and as long as possible, until his fucking voice started to die. But Temari was gone by now. And it was time for Kankurou to cry, even though it wasn't manly at all. One last time…

"TEMARI!!!!" And fuck, was he ever screwed.

Gaara walked through the door with an innocent look pasted onto his pale face. He stared at Kankurou on the floor with his head tucked into his crossed arms. Gaara raised a non-existent brow at Kankurou and shrugged slightly.

"What's wrong?" Gaara knelt down to Kankurou's size. No response, "What's wrong?" He repeated.

"Temari's… gone…" Kankurou clenched his teeth together, "And it's my entire fault."

"Probably not…" Gaara murmured, "It's probably just the pressure she's under, Kankurou." Kankurou looked up, his eyes filled with childish tears and tenderly red.

"It was – I caused all the pressure, I did!" Kankurou closed his eyes and put his head back into his arms.

"Kankurou don't worry about it so much, we'll find her and everything will be better, really." Gaara tried to smile, but failed.

"How the fuck would you know that? Don't say those things without knowing." Kankurou looked up to glare at the Kazekage. Gaara narrowed his eyes and stood up. He walked near the stove and pulled out a knife from the drawer. The young Kazekage handed the knife to Kankurou.

"If you hate yourself so fucking much, why don't you kill yourself over the misery?" Gaara dropped the knife at Kankurou's feet and climbed up the stairs with a cold stare on his face. God, how stupid were siblings sometimes? Couldn't Kankurou tell Temari really liked him too? And vice-versa? Gaara almost chuckled at the stupidity. Yeah, it was pretty stupid, hmm?

Hello guys! Sorry that my chapters are so short. I just wanted to end it like this. I'm reaaaallly sorry for the shortness! I promise to update soon and etc.

The next chapter: I understand.

(Unless I change it of course. ")

Okay, until next time... G'bye!