Ch. 5 Temari's Return Trip
"Well brother of mine, while you are busy with that, I think I will return to Konaha to keep an eye on our friend Rain. I don't want her all cooped up by herself." Temari said to Gaara. "That sounds good, the sooner you leave the sooner I'll have you out of my hair." Gaara said sarcastically.
"Love you too bro." She said and left his office and headed home. It wasn't long before Temari reached her house. She entered the house and looked around the empty room. There used to be such liveliness about this home, when Don was around. Now that he was gone, this house was silent.
A small tear came over her and then she wiped it away when she realized it was there. She walked slowly down to the end of the hallway. She turned and looked at Don's old bedroom door. Every since he died, she didn't dare go into his room, every time she thought of it, she would burst into tears.
With a heavy heart, she turned her back to the door and entered into her bedroom and began packing. Soon night came and Temari was done packing all of her things. She grabbed her stuff and headed out the door. As she locked up something urged her to look at the sky, and so she did.
A feeling of familiarity struck her. "The stars are beautiful tonight." She said to her self. "More beautiful than usual." She walked toward the village gates while staring at the shimmering sky of stars.
Temari thought back to Don's first night with her. She couldn't help but crack a smile at how great of a time she had living with him. Fighting over chips, him teaching her how to cook, their occasional sparing sessions, and many other things. However she could never forget that night. She was unlocking her door when she felt someone bump into her. On instinct she was about to punch the living daylights out of the person who did it but saw it was Don.
"What is it Don?" she asked. Don suddenly came back to earth and realized Temari was talking to him. "Oh, it's nothing; the stars are just so beautiful out here. This is a better view than in Konaha, that's for sure." She looked at him a bit strangely, "Yeah, I guess they are. "Well please come in and make yourself at home." The two entered her house for the night, a night that Temari would never forget.
She finally reached the gates of her village. She looked out across the vast and empty desert and thought to herself. "I think I will try out my new technique." She whipped out her fan and threw it into the air. She made a hand sign and the fan sprung open and then hovered back down in front of her. Temari hopped on the fan and zoomed off into the distance.
Shikamaru was asleep in his bed, like any normal person would be during the hours of dark when he heard a strong knocking coming from his door. He thought he was dreaming and chose to ignore it. Again he heard the knock but for this time it was louder. Again he chose to ignore this distraction form his sleep.
Then finally came a loud slamming noise and he felt a firm grip on his arm and he was thrown out of his bed. He hit the wall with a loud crash and shot open his eyes to see it was Temari.
"Temari, what the hell are you doing here at this hour. You should be sleeping, like me." he said angrily. "As if, you get enough sleep during the day, besides as far as you're concerned, you are still my guide, remember?"
"Baka, you're more trouble than you are worth Temari." He said. "Well?" Temari said expectantly. "Well, what?" he replied. "You gona get dressed or do I have to dress you myself?" she said tapping her finger on her fan. Shikamaru shot up and quickly got dressed. He knew when that finger of hers was tapping on her fan; she was serious and meant that when she said she was gona do something, she would do it.
Shikamaru came out and Temari dragged him by the arm and they took their small stroll through the streets of Konaha as the sun was just appearing at the horizon. Suddenly a familiar face jumped from no where. "Hold it right there you two!"