Political
It was a war like no other.
Neat. Clean. Efficient.
Concluded in one night.
Regime change came while Suna slept.
The bribes required had been minimal.
Most citizens were simply weary of the previous Kage's insanity and had been happy to look the other way.
As for the rest, well, a thousand throats can be slit in one night by a running man.
Or two boys and a girl.
Personal
Gaara had taken out the greatest number of threats.
Kankuro's tally was next highest.
Baki noted Temari had assigned herself the smallest number.
The reason behind her choices had not been obvious to him at first.
Then he realized they were ones whom her father had considered 'marriageable.'
When he questioned her she had smiled and told him she would rather it was their blood on the sheets.
Tea
The tea was pungent, dark and rich as he dispensed from the samovar into silver rimmed cups.
He added boiling water and served the three himself, passing hardened sugar around.
He had suffered through far too much weak tea in his time in Konoha.
Fragrant steam filled his senses.
He allowed himself a moment just to savor home.
After all this time it was good to return to civilization.