A/N: Here is my second chapter! YAY! I'm VERY sorry for the late update! PLEEESEEEE forgive me! ;( I've had NO clue as of what to write! Once again, I'm sorry…
Nevertheless, to cheer you all up: MY SECOND CHAPTER!
"So, will you help me?"
"But, eyebrows. Why eyebrows? Why not die your hair brown or blonde?"
"Because I don't want to die my hair, it will damage it."
"Or get a tan maybe? I just think that growing eyebrows will…" she thought of the perfect thing to say, as to not hurt my feelings.
"'Will' what?" I urge her to continue, knowing it will hurt me one way or another.
"I just don't want you to think you have to change one of the main things that make you Gaara to make you think you 'fit in'," she said, putting air quotes around the last two words.
"But you wouldn't mind me tanning myself to cancer, or drying out my hair until it's all shriveled up and hideous?" I ask noting what she said earlier with a little bite.
"Wha- No! I… I just think that you should think about this a little more before you do it, don't you?" she responded, defending herself.
"I have. I've been thinking about this for a very long time," I inform her truthfully.
"Yeah, and it's not like he's deciding if he should resign as Kazekage, or if he wants to have a baby!" my brother added, quite loudly and abruptly. We both stared at him.
"Have a BABY? GAARA?! Gaara having a baby. That's a new one," she said, trying to hide her laughter, and failing at that.
"What? Do you think I'm incapable to father a child?" I ask seriously. It's not that I want one, I just want to know what they think.
"Well… uh. You're not the first person anyone would want to have a child with. Seeing as how people tend to believe rumors. Most of them true, but thought about much more than they should be," she said; the last part quicker as is to save herself.
"Why is that?" I say, just wanting to have a little fun with her head. Kankuro notices my goal, and smiles at me, laughing… again.
"What's you're problem?" she asks, angrily.
"What do you mean?" I ask, very confused. Temari isn't the brightest of all people, so if she got what I was doing to her, I really must've underestimated her.
"You're acting really strange. Normally, you just sorta sulk around your office all day. What's up?"
"I want eyebrows, and nobody will help me get any," I say much sadder than I intended.
"Still?! Why?" she asks in a shocked voice.
"Because."
"Wow, that helps," Kankuro noted.
"Are either of you going to help me, or not?" I ask, wanting to end the conversation, but needing my answer.
"If you really want them that bad, than yes, I'll help you…," she said with a grin, "if you help me in return."
"Fine, what do you want?" I ask, not caring as to what it is she wants, just as long as I get that hair above my eyes.
"I want you two to be my servants for a week!" Temari screeches with her smile wrapped around her hear and back over her forehead.
"A WEEK?! BUT, WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THAT?!" Kankuro yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Yes, a week! I can make it more, if you want!" she says with a very devilish grin on her even more sinister face.
"How will I complete my duties as the Kazekage if I'm tending to you?" I ask, again totally serious.
"Huh, I didn't think of that. Okay!" she says will an even more demonic look in her eyes than mine when the Shukaku was making his appearance out of me during the Chunin Exams, " Just Kankuro will do it, twice as much! To take over for you!"
Kankuro just stared at her with his mouth on the ground. "You've GOT to be kidding me! PLEASE! What did I ever do to you?!" he stated, weeping like a little kid.
"A shinobi never expresses emotion, weather it be good or bad!" Temari informed Kankuro like a Sensei as he continued to ball.
"Temari, don't do that. I mean come on, have some compassion for the poor kid."
"And look who that's coming from! Gaara!" she spewed out like vomit, laughing.
I give her a death glare, not liking that comment at all.
"What? You used to think the only reason for you to exist was to kill every human being except yourself. And, here you are, telling me to have some compassion! I don't think so," she told me like she was my mother, scolding me. She was the only female figure in my life, so often she treated me like a child.
"I'm not like that anymore, though. Naruto taught me that. He also saved my life. As did Granny Chiyo."
"Fortunately, you're right. You are a good person now, and an even better shinobi, and the BEST Kazekage!" she told me, trying to cover up the huge zit of words that just oozed out of her mouth.
"Don't make Kankuro serve you… double," I added, smiling devilishly, myself.
"Haha! Fine, but he's still gonna, right?"
"Yes," I answer simply.
She just smiled at me, while Kankuro glared at me; his eyes telling me that he's going to kill me, even if I was the Kazekage and his brother, he was going to "kill" me. He couldn't beat me! I'm much to strong for him. Sure he's improved, but he can't beat me.
"Kankuro, carry me to my room!" she demanded like a killer Princess.
"I will KILL you, Gaara!" Kankuro mouthed to me as he walked over to his "master". When he was standing in front of her, she just smiled at him, knowing he'd have to, sooner or later. He swoops down, and picks her up, bridal style, as she starts to practice her evil laugh; which is coming along quite well.
He carries her down the corridor, and turns down another hallway. I just stand there, wanting to follow and ask her about her plan for my eyebrows, but they are probably fighting or something, so I don't want to interrupt.
Just as I was about to turn around and walk to my office, Kankuro emerges from the hallway into the main corridor.
"What're you lookin' at?!" he shouts. I can't help but utter a single laugh at the very aggravated Kankuro.
"Having fun?" I ask, failing at my attempt to sound emotionless.
"Ha ha. This is soooo funny to you, isn't it?
"A bit, yes, it is." I answer normally.
"Well don't get to cozy, I'm gonna get you! Mark my works, GAARA! I WILL-"
Temari cut him off by singing out his name to get his attention; it worked.
"WHAT?!" screamed Kankuro.
"COME HERE! IT'S ABOUT GAARA!" she yelled, trying to sound pleasant.
"FINE!" he yelled back, angrily.
"Happy?" he asked sarcastically.
"Of course." I answer, slightly laughing.
Kankuro turns to talk to Temari about me, and most likely about her plans to get me my eyebrows.
I turn around, pleased with the scene I had just witnessed, and walk to my office.
When I enter, I found all of my stacks of papers are gone. "Where did they go? Did someone take them?" I think to myself. I look at my clock. 4:00 pm. It was too early to go to bed and I wasn't really hungry. I didn't eat yet today, but my mind was preoccupied, so my stomach wasn't growling even in the slightest. Maybe I'll just wander around the village for a little bit until I get bored.
I left the Kazekage building, just now noticing how large it is, and start down the street.
Many people were out at this time, and most of them were trying to strike up a conversation with me, but I just wanted to think. I pass the elders building, reminding me of Granny Chiyo and her brother, Ebizo. He must be lonely. I wonder how he feels. Is he sad? Is he mad? Is he over it? I don't know.
I stare at the building for a while, and was stopped when something hit my head. I turn around quickly to find someone standing behind me.
"Follow me," they say kindly. Their voice sounded like a female. It sounds familiar, but I still don't know. She turned around and began walking. I began following her with caution. She didn't turn around, as if she knew I would follow.
After a few minutes of walking, we stop in front of a medium size building.
"Where are we?" I ask, not knowing where we were, even though I should, being the Kazekage and all.
"Come in," she stated, disregarding my question.
I walk into the pitch-black room. A few steps in, she lights about 10 candles. When the room was completely illuminated, I looked at a wall, and noticed hair on it. Wigs? Is this a wig store?
A/N: CLIFFHANGER! Lol! What will happen next? I can't tell you! Haha! ;D
Nevertheless, this time, there are NO typos! Yay! Thanks for reading! Tell me what you think in the ever-appreciated comment! Thank you!