Demented Siblings With Love: Warning, HAZARDOUS.
By: Po0kiee / Gaa-chan
A/N: Hmmm. Finally. The third chapter. I had actually forgotten that I had to update this until Tara-chan noted me of this story!! I'm extremely sorry about the wait, everyone. I changed the chapter title, by the way. It's no longer, 'I understand' but it's 'The Lie'. But anyways, it's here now…so…Eh hee hee, enjoy. )
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto at all. But everyone knows who does, ehhh?
Chapter three: The Lie.
Kankurou stared at the ceiling, twiddling his fingers while actually having no thoughts in his brain. He just sat there, on his bed, twiddling his fingers mindlessly and merely staring. Talk about scary? Kankurou kept at his pattern until suddenly, his finger slid from contact from the other and fell down at his waist. He stared at his fingers that assembled motionlessly by his side, a tear stinging at his eyes. His heart knotted tightly, tighter and tighter, until release. The tear that was dying to come out did manage to leak out, followed by many other duplicates. He perched still on his bed, not even bothering to move an inch, even though tears were flowing freely down his cheek. Kankurou didn't bother to wipe them away with his dark sleeve.
Finally he made a difference to his position. His body shuddered madly, his shoulders seemed to shrug with each sniffle, and his hands flew to his head. It had been a week now, since Temari left. And Gaara had reassured him that she would come back the next day. That wasn't even close to what really happened. Sure, she came back the next day, but it was to gather all her belongings. Kankurou chased after her, but she slapped him away and left in the direction of Konohagakure. Gaara, as the Kazekage, hired search teams to look for her, pretending she was a missing-nin. Kankurou had cried furiously the day she left, and had locked himself in the room, vowing he would never come out until she came back.
But she never came back.
Kankurou merely sat there, feeling the empty feeling in his stomach and clenching his teeth together. The stash of small candies were all gone now (by the first day, really) and there was nothing big to eat as a meal. Maybe a bit of candy or pizza crusts here and there, but they were all stale. Especially the pizza crusts. Kankurou, now, began to starve himself. He licked his dry lips to slight moisture, but really, his throat was beginning to itch.
"Kankurou…" A voice called out from behind the door. Kankurou's head instantly rose to the voice. "Kankurou? Come downstairs and eat, okay?"
Oh, how Kankurou longed for the taste of ramen, or any delicacy or even Gaara's favorite, salted tongue. He just needed something in his empty stomach. Kankurou fought his urge to run downstairs and feed himself like a pig. Holding onto his pillow and digging his head into the pillow, to hide his nose away from the wonderful smells of udon.
"N-no…" Kankurou's voice crackled, the lack of water constricted his throat. The room was deathly silent. Kankurou could hear Gaara sigh from behind the door and footsteps lead away. Kankurou let another tear drop. Fooooood.
"K-Kankurou… Open up, I have food." Gaara finally said. Kankurou lifted his head from the pillow and stared cautiously at the door, as if it were an S-Rank criminal in disguise. He snuck towards the door quietly and opened the door an inch. There Gaara stood, eyes narrowed and glaring straight at Kankurou. Deathly scared, Kankurou quickly snatched the plate from his brother and shut the door with a slam. And, of course, locked it satisfyingly.
Kankurou gazed hungrily at the plate of delicious objects and poked it carefully with a finger. Was it poisoned? Kankurou grimaced at his conclusion. It was poisoned… He supposed. As if his brain was working properly. Nevertheless, he lifted the chopsticks from the plate and picked up a grain of rice, tossing it into his mouth. Another couple of grains, but this time, carelessly. Most of the grains were now stuck onto his face. Kankurou sighed uselessly, setting the plate down and hanging his head low. He felt so bad. There was nothing left in his life, anymore. Temari was the only one for him, and without her love, he felt useless, pathetic, stupid, unloved and definitely lonely.
Kankurou's big sister, Temari, was the one thing that kept him running everyday, returning from missions, and keep his life alive until he would be old enough… Old enough to disband from the family.
Kankurou sat there lamely, his head low and limp, his eyes barely blinking, and his stomach, ahem, growling. He let his body crash into the wall, his head touching the wall spot where Temari once had her head, too. Kankurou twitched slightly, and closed his eyes in pain. A tear slowly crawled down his cheek and eventually slid down to disappearance. Where the hell was Temari…? And why wouldn't she come home? Were the only questions in Kankurou's mind at the moment. He missed her so. There was no point… No point for him to go on like this. He couldn't take it anymore. His heart felt torn into millions of pieces and tossed like trash.
"T-Temari…" He managed to choke out, his throat burning as he spoke. Kankurou closed his eyes gently and let himself hum a tune inside of his mind, to keep him company. By now, Kankurou felt extremely insane.
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A strong looking sand kunoichi stood firmly on the ground as she approached the gates of Konohagakure. She had wandered around the parts for a bit, and then told herself to march her butt into the gates of Konohagakure. But it would be a mistake to do so, for she was apparently a 'missing-nin'. Ah, the works of Kazekage-sama. Or in her case, dearest, younger brother. Temari chuckled at the thought of Gaara and shook her head lightly. She couldn't be thinking about Gaara right now. She had to think of what disguise to use today. Maybe an old lady with an apple cart? Or maybe perhaps a tall, good looking man with extremely perfectionist-like attitude? Temari just had to use her imagination. She decided, maybe, she would go as a slightly tall jounin with bad temper and killer looks. Sounded sort of like a certain Uchiha she knew… As she quickly ran for the tree to henge, she muttered beneath her breath, the name she would go by as and his information.
"Satoshi, Hikaru… Aged 18…Sunagakure…Jounin…Slight womanizer…" She murmured, stifling a giggle after she spoke the word, 'womanizer'. Temari quickly henge'd to Satoshi Hikaru with no sweat. There she (or he) stood, dark russet tresses that were quite duplicate to Inuzuka Kiba's, slightly tanned, tall, killer body, absolutely handsome features, and the most stunning feature of all, medium-hued aqua eyes.
"That'll be good…" 'Hikaru' spoke. He almost jumped at the sound of his deep voice. Temari did not sound like herself at all. (A/N: I will refer to Temari as a man now, so all feminine words (such as she, her, etc) will be turned into manly-ness! Ha ha.) 'Hikaru' strode confidently towards the gate and slipped through, a slight scowl on his face.
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Gaara knocked on the door twice, one quietly and the other was seemed almost equal to the sound of an anvil thudding down on a person, which the person was on cement.
"Kankurou, open the goddamn door!" He screamed out, his darkly eyes shutting tightly for a minute, "Kankurou, please…!" He said more quietly. Gaara's eyes opened and gazed at the open door, where Kankurou stood, looking quite gaunt.
"Kankurou… Someone thinks that they saw Temari-neesan near Konohagakure…" Gaara managed a small smile. Creepy. Kankurou looked extremely excited, jumping from his spot to grasp onto Gaara. He reached in for a good ol' bear hug, and in his surprise, Gaara wrapped his arms around Kankurou as well.
"Now go away. You caused much trouble. Go find Temari." Gaara unlatched himself from Kankurou. Kankurou mouthed a 'thanks' and ran off, a relieved joy written all over his face. Gaara watched Kankurou as he left, and lowered his eyes slightly. After a moment, he opened his eyes to full and chewed lightly on his lower lip. He had made all that up. To be quite frank, no one had spotted Temari or anything. Gaara merely made it up.
A/N: THANK YOU, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! I've finished it, finally! Oh, bravo, Gaa-chan. Bravo! pats self on back
Well I never would have finished it without Tara-chan, for sure. But anyways, thank you for reading and please review! I love to hear your comments. Buuut, yes it was still quite short. I only write short chapters, sadly. I tried this time but I felt it was okay to just end it here. For now. Now, you must wait another month or so to get the next chapter! Thanks again!