Detective Kankuro
Gaara Investigation Day Three Continued...
Koroumi's face looked like that of a little girl who had just gotten in trouble. Her legs were curled up next to her on the sofa in the living room. She was a bit bored, looking around indecisively while lightly biting the end of her thumb (a habit of hers while thinking). There hadn't been much noise above from her three cloistered guests. She was beginning to wonder what they were doing. Abruptly her mind had switched to a completely different distraction. This wasn't something unusual for a girl her age. Her mind was teeming, but she was still unsure. Koroumi finally decided to give up, and slowly walked out onto the verandah. A glistening moon sat in the midst of millions of shimmering stars. They illuminated her tiny village. She signed heavily and gazed up at them with her large brown eyes.
Suddenly she caught a glimpse of bright orange out of the corner of her eye. Gaara had seen the same thing from the window above. He looked down, noticing her presence. Feeling an overwhelming sense of something bad was lurking outside, he fled to the front porch. The door flung open, startling Koroumi so bad that she nearly threw a nearby flower pot at his head. She was half way down the stairs when the both of them saw a man run down a nearby alleyway. "What the hell!?" Koroumi asked out loud at the same time the words had formed in Gaara's mind. He began to run in the man's direction. Without thought, Koroumi followed behind. She could not keep up with such a skilled shinobi, but breathlessly found them a moment later. Jeff was wrapped up tight in a mountain of Gaara's sand. Temari must of heard them leave because she appeared before them several minutes later dragging along Kankuro. "DON'T DO IT! DON'T KILL HIM!" She pleadingly shouted.
-A few minutes ago-
"What are you doing?" Temari asked, looking down at Kankuro's tear stained face with the utmost curiosity. Of course she'd think he was crazy if he told her the truth. Kankuro quickly fabricated a lie. He wiped his face with his sleeve, and began explaining.
"I was looking for something, and I had to go to the bathroom." Kankuro said, broadening his fake smile. Temari wasn't buying it at all. She raised one eyebrow.
"In Gaara's room? Are you nuts? DO YOU WANT TO DIE!?" She asked. She wanted to slap some sense into him. "And what's with the tears?" She added.
"I was laughing..." Well he was! "and it's ok. He just left." Kankuro was ever so happy to be free. He was beginning to feel claustrophobic. He went to walk past his still unconvinced sister, but she put her right hand up against the wall, and the other on her hip. She flashed him a smirk, and then began dragging him along with her.
-Now, in the back alleyway-
"I wasn't going to kill him." Gaara said defensively. The sand began to loosen a little with a slight movement of his hand. Jeff had bee captured in the middle of committing yet another arson. By the way, I forgot about Baki. Oh well, no one cares about him, just like no one cares about Kabuto. Gaara's wish of going back to Sunagakure was soon granted. No more Jeff! Koroumi was safe now, but she persuaded them to at least stay the night. Her big, pleading eyes and innocent complexion made them all feel a little bit guilty. Even for Gaara, that meant deep down behind the cobwebs in the darkest shadows of his cold heart.
It felt good to be back home again after that long night in the Moon Village. Best of all, Gaara had no knowledge of being under investigation. Kankuro's first investigation was a success! He sat up in the late hours of the night long after Temari was sound asleep and Gaara's midnight snack. Too eager to sleep, Kankuro slowly flipped another page in his notebook, looking over his latest findings. So far, Kankuro had discovered that Gaara's raccoon eyes had been produced by a charcoal black eyeliner pencil. Then there was the mysterious light emitting from Gaara's right pocket as they walked up the steps into dear little Koroumi's house. Kankuro began writing his third entry of the findings from last night:
Day four, 2:37 A.M.
I can not find a way any better to explain the series of events last night other than a mix of creepy and hysterical. I was restraining my laughter in the confines of this cramped, tiny closet with just enough space to see through the slits in the door. That glowing "thing" I mentioned turned out to be an iPod nano, hot pink of the fourth generation with pink earphones. I have absolutely no idea where he acquired it from. Per say he robbed a little girl of it. It could happen. He DID hi jack an ice cream truck once. Anyway, it turns out that Disney music is the only music on that iPod, and Gaara had quite some fun dancing and singing to it. I laughed myself to tears, and am must lucky that I'm alive right now. Also, Gaara smokes. I've never seen him do it or smelled the nasty stench of smoke on him, so I don't know when he started. However, Jeff was finally caught, and Gaara is unaware of any of this. I hereby close the Gaara investigation.
Another page was turned over and headed as a new investigation. Who is the next suspect? Sasuke Uchiha of Konoha.