Gaara's Journal
Chapter 5 - Preparation
At the end of the road, there was a nicely built home that stood out from the rest and for some reason, Gaara felt the need to go there. The house was painted dark green all over. The door was green and even the shutters were too. Gaara made his way up the green stairs avoiding the green railing. He knocked on the door, but no one answered. He rang the doorbell but still, no one answered. Music was also heard. Gaara just decided to walk in. He slowly opened the front door and stepped inside. A boy about his age, dressed in all green, the same color as his house, was kicking a dummy. Next to him stood an older figure dressed the same. They both stopped what they were doing and looked at Gaara. The younger boy smiled.
"Gaara! What are you doing here in Konoha and how did you find my house?" he asked.
"Let's just say a little birdie told me. Hey, that dummy looks like an actual person." Gaara said. He walked over to the well detailed thing that Lee was kicking. He was right.
"It's pretty early, why are you in Konoha anyway?" Guy asked. He wasn't smiling like Lee, infact he wasn't at all.
"I meant to visit an old friend yesterday. I never really got around to it though so I came today." Gaara explained.
"Oh. I'm sorry about this, Guy sensei and I train every morning. Care to join us? If you don't, Guy might wax my eyebrows." Lee said. He continued to smile.
"No thank you. Can I borrow that dummy though?" Gaara asked. He stared at Lee's bushy eyebrows, thankful that he did not have any. Zits or not, Gaara didn't need big, bushy eyebrows that would make his zit even more noticeable.
"Yes you may. I have many." Lee said handing him the fake, life sized person. By life sized, I mean the size of Lee or around that. Gaara took the person and walked out the door. "Guy sensei, may I?" Lee asked.
"Yes Lee, you can." Guy replied. Lee pulled out a dance mat and turned on a game widely known as "dance dance revolution". Gaara continued to walk down the street when he remembered that Temari still liked Shikamaru. That would be his next stop. The problem? Gaara didn't know where he lived either. Luckily, another boy about Lee's age was walking down the street. He had a serious face on and seemed to be walking rather quickly.
"Hey. Neji Hyuga right?" Gaara said stopping Neji from walking any further.
"Yes Gaara my name is Neji. What do you want I am in a bit of a hurry." Neji asked.
"I need directions. Where does Shikamaru Nara live?"
"That house there down the street."
"Thank you."
"Yea sure whatever."
"Neji?"
"Yea?"
Gaara quickly pulled out a razor and shaved Neji's hair off until none remained. Neji was shocked, his mouth dropped as he felt the top of his head. There was nothing. Gaara had cut every last straight, shiny strand of hair from Neji's head. "I'll be going now." Gaara said. He collected the hair, put it in his gourd, and continued on his way to Shikamaru's house. His house wasn't fancy nor run down but they could've fixed it up a little. Gaara rang the door bell. An older person who resembled Shikamaru answered the door.
"Who are you?" the man asked.
"My name is Gaara and I'm looking for Shikamaru. Is he here?" Gaara said.
"He has friends? Oh uh hold on." He said. He called Shikamaru. From the looks of it, the man looked like he could be Shikamaru's father. Footsteps were heard and a young boy was standing at the door moments later.
"Whadda you want?" he asked ready to shut the door. Gaara remained silent. He pit Shikamaru in a head lock and dragged him into a nearby ally. "This is the biggest drag yet. What are you doing?" Shikamaru complained. Gaara held something over the boys face causing him to pass out. So now, carrying the dummy and Shikamaru, Gaara headed back to the sand village.
Tomorrow was Kankuro's birthday, May fifteenth. Gaara had to do something for him, and he had just the idea. Now we come back to the present time. It was 9:30AM when he returned so thirty minutes there, and thirty minutes coming back. Kankuro was sitting patiently in a chair by the door. His little brother came in. "I've been waiting for you Gaara." he said sternly.
"Oh, hey cat man." Gaara said. He walked past Kankuro.
"Stop. We need to talk." Kankuro commanded, standing up.
"Don't get your thong in a bunch. I'll be right back." Gaara said. Kankuro didn't think the joke was funny and if it wasn't for the sand wall, he would've beaten up Gaara a long time ago for calling him cat man. Gaara opened Temari's door slowly and quietly. She never noticed though. She wasn't watching "Cooking Ramen With Naruto Uzumaki". Instead she was watching the news. A lady had found Naruto on the floor of his apartment. They assumed that he was dead at first, but he was later announced asleep at the hospital.
Gaara lay Shikamaru on her bed. He slowly began to wake up. "W-where am I?" he asked. Temari's eyes widened and she smiled.
"Shikamaru!" She screamed and glomped him. Gaara turned around and found Kankuro waiting in the middle of the hallway.
"Start explaining everything! From the beginning." Kankuro commanded.
"Alright Alright." Gaara said. "Revenge. You read my journal. I refer to you as cat man. If you want people to stop calling you that, then stop wearing a cat suit. We all know you're afraid of the exorcist so shut up. Oh, and I spiked your drink with laxative pills." Gaara explained.
"Well you didn't need to go THAT far! So I read a couple pages. No big deal right?" Kankuro asked.
"Well then I guess it's time to tell you that I read yours too then huh." Gaara said. Kankuro looked angrier. Gaara smiled and ran into his room, locking the door behind him.
"GAARA YOU RACCOON! You're going to DIE for that!" Kankuro yelled.
"Haha you play with dolls!" Gaara said, laughing from the other side. Now, he had to prepare for Kankuro's birthday tomorrow. It wasn't over yet.