Typically, when two people like each other, they go on a date or they just decide to invest themselves in a relationship. Well, Shikamaru and I don't really have that simple luxury. The reasoning you may ask? Well, there are three main reasons why.

1) The distance: See, we might have a chance with developing a relationship if we didn't live in two completely different villages. I live three days away. Who is to say that he won't find someone while I'm home? (wait, I'm not saying that he will but that it is possible with Ino and everything). But long-distance just isn't for me. Umm…well, with him, I could make an exception. But that still leaves two more reasons why we can't.

2) The status: He should be nothing more than my guide (but, alas, he isn't). He is a mere chunnin on top of that. I'm his superior. (I will always be but that is besides the point.) I'm the ambassador, and he is the guide. Am I repeating myself? Okay, so I'll leave the major details to your own imagination. Simply said, however, we can not be together because of the ridicule. The ridicule we'll have to go through. And what happens if the villages become enemies again? Choosing between the village and the guy is crazy.

3) The brothers: If we did work something out with the first two reasons, these two people will definitely scare the thought of a relationship off. Gaara, Kankuro, and I have been a solid unit for so long that bringing someone into the mix would not be smart. Anyways, as far as their standards go, Shikamaru can't measure up. Honestly, I don't think anyone could. (which means I will probably always be single)

My point to this entry is to say I can never be happy because I'm not sure how. Well, actually, I know how. I just can't be with him. It would be social suicide for me. For us. (If there even is an us).

This is my last entry. I only had to write for a few months and then I would be cleared. Don't worry, I'm not in a mental institute or anything. Just cleared to train again. This time without any stupid breakdowns standing in my way. Well, goodbye my friend. Have a good time wherever you end up staying.

Gaara resided in his studies, not sure what to think about the journal that had landed on top of his already massive stacks of paperwork.

Temari stood stiff as she slammed the book down on the paperwork. ''Here! Everything is in that stupid thing. Just keep it away from me." She walked solemnly out of his office and out to another mission, which hadn't happened in over months. She didn't even look at Gaara as she left his office.

Just by that subtle detail, Gaara knew that Temari wasn't lying. He had grown up with his sister and knew when she let everything out and mentally had to rebuild herself. He could tell this was one of those times.

He picked up the book in nervous anticipation. He knew that others would have to read this thing, but he wanted to be the first. The first person that believed that whatever she wrote in this journal was the truth because outside of the battlefield, Temari almost never lied. That is, except to herself.

It intrigued him more than anything. Temari kept her personal feelings away from everyone. She never let feelings get in the way. Well, until she became the ambassador. Then she had meltdowns and breakdowns. That's when Gaara demanded something be done. He thought it was the stress of the training and excessive missions she was put on so he restricted those. Regulated those. Eventually, he stopped those. Even so, there was only one mission he could not stop: the ambassador's visit to Konoha.

He flipped through the twenty pages of the journal fairly quickly and closed it shut. He could not believe that his sister had fallen in love and kept it secret for so long. She had kept it bottled up, not able to tell a single soul that a shadow- wielder gained control of more than just his shadows. He had her heart as well, and yet, she was worried about how her village would view this. How she couldn't be with him because of her brothers.

He smirked unnerved. Little did she know that Kankuro and Gaara had hoped that somehow Temari would be wanted by someone. That somewhere she would be cherished as the person she was. The powerful, moody, reckless, smart, beautiful person she was. Gaara laughed as he pictured the scrawny boy from the chunnin exams years ago. Nara Shikamaru must have grown up by now. Otherwise, Temari wouldn't have picked him. Or did she really pick him at all?

From the stories that Gaara had heard about true love, one stood out in his mind. Kankuro came home from the academy once saying that everyone was oblivious when they are in love. Temari walked right by him as he told the story, specifically when he said they were oblivious. She sat down beside Gaara and let Kunkuro finish and simply stated, "That can't be true. How can true love be real if no one knows it exists?" And just like that, she went back to the one thing she always seemed to be doing: training.

Gaara contemplated for a long time whether he should get involved and he concluded that since he was part of this mess (Reason 3), he might as well help. He called in the other reason 3: his brother. He plainly stated the facts and told him to get Nara here within five days.

"You know that's impossible! It's at least a three-day journey!" Kankuro wanted to help, but to him, asking that type of favor was that asking him to move mountains with his puppets. It was nearly impossible.

Gaara had been around people that had cared about each other long enough to know that when one person is in danger, the impossible quickly becomes a reality. "Just tell him Temari is almost dead and has sent him for him before she passes away."

Kankuro stared at his brother for awhile and smiled. "You know, that's not a bad idea."

Kankuro sprinted toward Konoha, hoping to make up for lost-time.