This is only a side fic and it does not follow any sort of timeline from Wild One. This chapter is before Gaara becomes Kazekage, but they're in Suna so obviously there's been a time skip. This chapter has been rewritten: 3-16-2013

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but Kida and all her crazy glory is mine!

"I'd like mornings better if they started later."

-Author Unknown

Chapter 5: I Don't do "Good Mornings"

Not even Kankuro's heavy footfalls coming down the stairs could make me open my eyes as I rested my forearms heavily on the table; all but leaning face first into my breakfast. I wasn't awake enough to care who was here or not. If I had the energy, I would have gotten up and gone back to bed already. There was just something wrong about being up this early.

Coming into the kitchen, Kankuro stole a piece of toast from my plate. "Good morning, Carrot-top," he said as he ruffled my hair before he sat down next to me at the kitchen table.

I didn't bother opening my eyes as I stabbed his thigh with my fork; driving the sharp metal as deeply into his skin as I could through his thick pants. He in turn fell to the floor with a startled yelp.

"What the hell is your problem!?" he snarled.

I sat up and looked at him out the corner of my eye. "I told you not to call me, Carrot-top. That and I do what the Cheerios tell me."

"What the hell are you talking about? You're not even eating cheerios!" He snapped sitting back in his chair, but not before scooting it out of my reach.

"True," I said taking another bite from my waffle. "Besides, I find 'Good morning' a contradictory term."

Kankuro muttered to himself, rubbing his thigh, "Damn girl is even crazier than, Gaara."

"I heard that…" Gaara's voice grumbled from the doorway.

Looking at my favorite ninja of the house, I smiled. "Morning, Gaara," I chirped, happily ignoring the glare Kankuro was shooting my way.

"I thought you said you didn't like saying good morning?" Kankuro demanded.

"I do, that's why I said 'morning' rather than 'good morning'. See the difference?" I smirked seeing the tick in Kankuro's left eye. It was starting early today, I must really be irritating him. "Are you eating breakfast with us?" I asked Gaara, ignoring his scowling older brother.

He shook his head. "No, I've got some early training I need to do. Maybe later." And with that he quietly stepped out of the kitchen.

I turned back to Kankuro with the most sadistic smile I could manage. "I guess that leaves just the two of us, doesn't it?" I wiggled my eyebrows at him as the sound of the front door shutting reached us.

"Err, actually I've got some training to do too," he said dashing out of the kitchen. "Gaara, wait for me!"

Temari came down the stairs just as the front door slammed shut. "What was that all about?" she asked while pulling her usual morning bagel from the bread box.

"Beats me," I muttered, smiling into my glass of orange juice. Maybe mornings weren't all that bad after all.

AN: Thanks for reading, please tell me if there was something wrong with these chapters.