Factions
He supposed there would always be factions.
Some citizens clamored for a new Kazekage right away.
Others would always be distrustful of Gaara no matter what.
Most were undecided.
Baki held off proffering Gaara's name until he'd more of a chance to prove himself.
Letting the undecided make up their minds.
It would be easier when the will of the people was what Baki wanted in the first place.
Leave-taking
He watched Temari prepare to leave for Konoha.
It was hard to believe it was time for her to return to their academy as an instructor.
At least, that was the terminology he and Ibiki had agreed upon.
Nearly three years had passed.
Baki thought he would have gotten used to this by now.
It still remained difficult watching her go and wondering if she would make it back.
Don't Get Too Comfortable
The stone hallways of the Kazekage building were shaded and cool.
Fountains babbled throughout, accenting the pleasant feeling.
Baki had grown accustomed to the sights and sounds of the administrative hub of Suna.
Gaara had been installed at the Kazekage for some time.
Both brothers had both proven to be able administrators.
Baki looked out at the desert and realized he wasn't sure he was comfortable feeling so comfortable.