I had a little problem finishing a chapter but that's fixed so sorry for the slightly late update.

I do not own Naruto.

Chapter 13- In Suna there are cold nights but those can be remedied.

Two and a half weeks later

'Should I take this or that?' the blond considered looking at both items. Both contained Gaara's favourite foods. 'Which to choose?'

She picked both of them up and began walking back to the Kazekage's office. He'd pick which one he wanted and she would eat the other. She wasn't picky, she was hungry and if she was he definitely should be since he didn't eat breakfast. She'd be damned if he didn't eat something. She walked up to the office and kicked the door open.

Gaara looked up at her intrusion and glared. His eyes fell to the plates in her hand then promptly turned back to his papers. There were so much other things to deal with than 'food'. Temari wouldn't have any of it.

"Come on Gaara. You have to eat." she whined placing the plates on his table. He ignored them and the fact that they were on the papers that he actually needed to read. "Just pick one, they're your favourites."

"Will you leave me alone?" he grumbled after a while. She smiled at his glare.

"For now." she answered sampling both dishes for him. "You know I wouldn't bother you if you'd eat on your own."

Gaara half grunted ignoring her. He picked up on of the dishes and began the slow process of actually eating. He was still working on the paperwork Temari had so rudely interrupted. He was almost done when Matsuri came to announce the arrival of a team from Konoha. He quickly pushed away the plate and told her to allow them in. He then ignored the pointed glare Temari was giving him as she removed the plate from his desk to put on a tray a little way from him. Her back was to the door when the three ninja entered.

"Kazekage-sama." the leader for this particular mission greeted.

"ANBU-san." Gaara returned with a steady look. "Report?"

"Short mission to guard our client for the next four days." the leader replied as Temari finally turned to stand with Gaara. She hid her surprise at seeing the Wolf mask. She hadn't expected to see him so soon or even in Suna. She openly looked from one ANBU to the other as they continued the short talk. It was sad really. While Kiba was here she wouldn't get to see him or talk to him anyway. Damn ANBU.

She watched silently as they left the office then quickly placed Gaara's plate before him again with a grin. He glared at the plate before looking at her distastefully.

"Are you serious?" he asked her and she smirked dangerously at him and bent to be level with his face.

"Try me." she said and he quickly picked up his chop sticks. An angry Temari was a whirlwind of pain. She smiled at him when he began to eat.

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The day had been a long one. Making sure that Gaara kept his health was one hell of a job. He spent too much time doing paperwork and not enough time eating resting or even taking a break. To add to it all he was stubborn. How Temari even got him to do anything was a mystery to her.

Temari slipped into her apartment and instantly headed to the bathroom. Aside from making sure Gaara didn't stress himself she had sort of been a messenger and had helped with the paperwork as well. Even though Temari loved her brother she was glad she wasn't the Kazekage.

After a relaxing bath Temari pulled on her night clothes and began getting ready for bed. It was already past ten and she didn't have anything to do so she might as well go to bed. She was supposed to watch Gaara the next day so it was best if she woke up early. She liked getting as much sleep as possible when she wasn't on a mission.

"Wow, it was easier to find you than I thought it would be." Temari spun quickly with a kunai ready. It took a second to process the figure of Kiba leaning in through her window. She put her kunai away in one swift movement to raise a brow at him.

"Whatever do you mean?" she asked.

"This place has your scent all over it." he answered and she marvelled at how he could possible look so comfortable hanging from her window by his elbows.

"Shouldn't you be busy elsewhere?" she asked walking towards the window how he managed to shrug from there was a feat of it's own.

"My watch ended a few minutes ago. I should be sleeping." he answered

"And yet you're here. Why?"

"My bed was cold." he answered with a devious smile. Her eyes narrowed at him. "Speaking of which, out here is a little chilly, will you let me in?"

"It depends. Do you hold any ulterior motives?"

"Nope." he answered and she watched him for a moment before nodding her ascent. He instantly crawled through the window in a very un-ninja like fashion but then he wasn't dressed very ninja-like either. He had on a plain dark blue t-shirt and loose fitting pants.

"What does your bed being cold have to do with me?"

"Want to warm it for me?"

"Nope."

"Then can we share yours?"

"And why would I do that?"

"Because you're considerate and nice and warm and I'm warm too and it's gonna be comfy?" he answered innocently. Her eyes narrowed at him and he smiled along with his innocent look.

"Are you sure you didn't come with ulterior motives?" she asked hiding her smile at his antics. She watched wearily as he closed the space between them.

"I just came to be warm." he replied pulling her into a hug, which she automatically returned, before whispering into her ear. "And I missed you."

Temari fought the blush that threatened to take over. She had to admit, it felt good to be missed. She pushed away from him and slapped him in the chest playfully.

"Yea right." she said sarcastically and stepped away.

"You wound me." he said dramatically falling into the small sofa in a corner of the room. She smiled and performed an exaggerated version of throwing an imaginary kunai at him. He rolled his eyes at her. He then turned his attention to the rest of her room. It was just as he had expected it to be. It wasn't girly or bland. It had the right mix of girl, ninja and Temari. It just fit. Strangely, he didn't see her fan.

"So," Temari began, pulling his attention back to her. She was sitting on the end of her bed watching him. "Are you going to stare at my room all day or are you going to talk to me?"

"Of course I'll lend you my attention." he answered and she rolled her eyes at his cheesy grin.

"How's Konoha?"

"The usual. There is still a little talk about you but nothing too significant." Kiba answered with a hint of a smile. "Shikamaru seems to be brooding a little though."

"Brooding?" Temari laughed. "You make him sound like Sasuke. It probably too troublesome to brood anyway."

"Whatever you say." he shrugged. It looked like brooding to him. Shikamaru seemed more into his own world and sometimes he'd give Kiba a calculating look before either walking off on his own or due to a glare Kiba shot his way. It was getting to be unnerving and irritating. Kiba was getting more tempted too so his irritation in a way that was bound to be painful to the receiver. Anyway back to Temari. "What about you? How's it been so far?"

"Well," Temari said pulling her legs onto the bed to wrapped her arms around them and rest her head on her knees with a thoughtful look. It was then that Kiba noticed that not only was Temari wearing night clothes but that they consisted of a short fitting shirt and short shorts that showed off her rather long legs. He smiled as she began telling him how it was nice to be around her brothers again, oblivious to his wandering gaze. Those legs were really nice. He was really liking her choice of sleepwear, it showed off all her curves. Those were some awesome curves. He always knew she had beautiful curves but that was an understatement. He was brought out of his thoughts when something soft slapped him in the face.

"You're not listening to me!" Temari exclaimed throwing her hands up and he slowly removed the t-shirt that she had thrown at him from his face. "Unbelievable. You come into my house and won't even listen to me. Shame on you."

"Um Temari?" Kiba asked looking quizzically at the shirt in his hands. She glared at him. "Why is my shirt in your room?"

...

'Crap' Temari thought into the silence. She shouldn't have thrown the first thing she grabbed. It had been so conveniently placed right beside her on the bed.

"Where did you get this? I've been looking for it for more than a week now." Kiba asked staring at the shirt wide eyed. How was going to explain to him that yes it was his shirt and she had taken it when she went to visit Tsume and Hana? "Temari?"

"Yea?" she answered with a shaky smile. He raised a brow at her and shook the shirt waiting for her to explain. "Um well, you were gone and I went to see your mom and I found it and I took it 'cause you were gone and it helps me sleep sometimes."

"Oh...Kay."

"How'd you know it was missing anyway, you've got a ton of shirts?"

"I only have two black shirts. I could only find one." he answered absently. Soon he focused on her with a smirk. That did not go too well with Temari. "You missed me."

"Pardon?" she asked watching as he rose from his seat. This did not bode well.

"You missed me." he stalked towards her. She scooted further onto her bed and away from him.

"What are you doing?" she asked but he ignored her question.

"You missed me." he taunted quickly grabbing her ankle. She gripped the other end of the bed but it was no use when he pulled her roughly to him and only sheets came with her. She found herself wrapped in his arms from behind as he smirked into her ear. "You missed me so much you couldn't sleep without me so you stole my shirt so you could sleep better. You little thief."

"You can have the shirt. It hardly smells like you anymore anyway." she whined wiggling and trying to get away from him. She was surprised when he let her go and she fell face first into her bed.

"That can be remedied." he said and she rolled over just in time to see him rip off his shirt and throw it over his shoulder and into the sofa he left behind. If Temari had been paying attention she would have noticed the smirk that played across his lips when her eyes raked across his well defined tanned chest and abs. Her eyes rested on the one piece of jewellery hanging around his neck, her gift to him, before she was snapped out of the miniature trance when he pulled the other shirt down.

"You can't help but stare, can you?" he said sexily running a hand through his hair with a smirk. "I know I'm tasty but control your drool, baby."

"You are so full of yourself." she said but subconsciously wiped at her mouth. There's no way she could have been drooling.

"You can be full of me too." he commented smirking and Temari shot him a look.

"Seriously?"

"I can fill your mind with constant thoughts of me." he said then looked at her with feigned innocence. "What did you think I meant?"

"Shut up."

"I'm so frigging tired!" he groaned and falling onto the bed and knocking her down with him. "Come to bed honey."

"What the hell?" Temari grumbled trying to pull away from the grip Kiba had her in. Curse him for his size and strength and muscle that felt really good but still. She couldn't move! She froze when he rested his head on the nape of her neck.

"Relax. I just want to sleep." he grumbled and she felt his hot breath against her skin. "Good night Temari."

"Good night." she mumbled. She swore she felt him smile.