Okay, so someone asked me for one where there's a love triangle between Gaara, Mei, and Kankuro, and I made the latter a bit vulgar.
TITLE: Rivalry
GENRE: Romance, (Drama)
RATING: T
The first thing I thought when I saw her was just plain damn.A chick with that hot a body, that pretty a face, and she's the fucking Godaime Mizukage.
It should be illegal, was my next thought. A girl – woman, really – like her going into battle would surely end in scars that might ruin that pretty face or those luscious curves. I used to image the two of us, in bed, back when I knew nothing about her besides how she looked and how gorgeous she must be under those clothes, no matter how many scars.
I didn't even know her real name. In my dreams, she was always Mizukage-sama, and yet always submitting to me.
These days, she's with Gaara, and I wonder who tops in that bedroom. No matter how much I think about it, I can't imagine it, and it makes me feel left out. Gaara who threatens to kill anyone just to make sure he's still alive or Mei – her name is Terumi Mei – who would never give in to a man. Or at least, not that she'd admit to.
Another thing is how much older she is – why not me, then, if she's into younger men? Why not lessen the gap by a year and a half? I could make her feel better, couldn't I?
No, Gaara is the Kazekage. He holds the power, not me. I'm left to my dreams. Literally left in the dust, since we're in Suna.
I'm not being shallow, for fuck's sake. Temari sees the way I look at Mei, tells me I should be ashamed of myself for ogling at my brother's woman. (How did that bastard even get a girl like her? He goes to the Summit of the Five Kage one day and next thing you know, he's got a woman. The Mizukage, no less!)
She's incredible, that woman. I got courage in the form of sake and headed out to mess with Gaara for some stupid, drunken reason, and I met her just outside. Naturally, I hit on her, and she just smiled and said she'd kill me. It's not a surprise the two of them get along so well, now that I think about it.
But anyway, she walked me home. She wished me goodnight and beat my ass up when I planted a wet one on her. It was just her cheek! Still, I'm glad she never told Gaara or I might've been more dead and less sore-but-alive. And that's why it's not just the looks. It's what's underneath.
God, that woman. I've never wanted anyone like I want Mei.
I hope Gaara knows what he's fucking got, and he better treat it right – or I'll steal it all right out from under him.