Part 39 Lycra, Not My Style

Light, rays of brilliant early morning light streamed through gaps in the curtains from the blue sky above. I lay there staring up at the ceiling for a few moments then I glanced over at the still sleeping Keitii. Her face looked peaceful, she was still clutching the teddy and fully clothed. One hand was under her face the other across her stomach as she laid on her side facing me.
"Gaara you're staring at me again," she muttered, I rolled my eyes as she rubbed her eyes and lifted herself up.

"Sorry," he said smiling, "Good to see that you're up." I looked down I was still in my clothes and the teddy bear lay in my lap looking up at me and the bags were at the side of the bed. I must have been exhausted! "You were asleep when I came in last night and I didn't want to wake you but I have told the council just so they know and they also said that they advise having a nursery.
"A nursery wow that means more shopping!" He smirked.
"You're not dealing well with the whole not training or fighting thing are you?" I smiled at him.
"I'm fine stop worrying." I gave a quick peck then he got ready whilst I lounged in bed flicking through the channels. "Talk show, talk show, talk show, reality, reality, reality, gore, gore, horror... Ooo horror!" Gaara shook his head. "What? It's a perfectly good film for early in the morning."
"Okay then I'm going now look after yourself today."
"Oi don't forget we have some jobs to do together today." He grinned.
"So we have well I'll see you about noon then." I waved at him Kotaro swooped and landed on my head then flopped down in to my lap. I raised an eyebrow and then he gave the best puppy eyes I had ever seen!
"Must. Resist." I looked away then glanced back again. "But... he's so adorable!" I picked him up to eye height and grinned widely. There was nothing for me to do seeing as I already went shopping yesterday. I jumped out of bed and decided on inspection of how much I bloody stank! I took a shower letting the warm water cascade down my hair like a river to my back. The windows and mirror slowly fogged up with the steam in the room. I turned the shower off and wrapped myself in a fluffy white towel. I trudged back in to the room and sat down switching the hair dryer on. Bad mistake. Kotaro was blown back and plastered against the wardrobe meanwhile I was wrestling with the mad hairdryer. I jumped on top of it (non sexually) pinning it down then it writhed at curled around so it was around my neck. I beat it back with a hair brush when I freed myself but it elevated itself arching its back and it chased me around the room menacingly, it was bloody quick as well! Back and forth it went with speed. But as I got almost half way across the room I heard clunk sound and the roar of the hair dryer died as the mechanics slowed. "Ha take that bitch!" I smirked down at it, "no-one defeats the star ninja girl!" I did a superhero-like pose and Kotaro burst in to laughter (well it sounded like laughter) and he flopped off the bed which he had been on. I glared; well okay maybe lycra wasn't my thing.

I got so bored I decided to experiment so first Kotaro and I were Indians with war paint and doing rain dances ('tis the desert after all) and making strange noises. Then we were disco divas with huge afro wigs and white suits doing the Saturday Night Fever dance we also wore big platforms which I tripped over almost breaking my ankle in the process. I rose up from the floor in a Rastafarian outfit, the coloured hat, the dreadlocks the whole kit and caboodle. "Hey man lets chill and have world peace changing religious brothers in to heroin smoking Rastas," I said slowly in a Jamaican accent. I twirled around and I was a little blonde bitch with a really short belt pink skirt and a tight strappy top. I clutched Kotaro like a little dog. "Like oh my god I am like so for world peace." I gave a girlish giggle flicking my heels off to become... Arnold Schwarzenegger with a big machine gun. "I vill be bachk vith my big biceps, cute butt cheeks and kickass machine gun, oh yeah kickass!" I jumped and kicked landing on the floor again and stood up as... A NUN! Kotaro and I both in nun outfits as some church like music echoed around and our faces glowed like Christ's. "How do solve a problem like Maria?" I sang, I really couldn't help it! I burst out through the door in to the corridor. "How do you hold a- oh err hehe err sorry... I'll just-" I quickly shut the door as the guards gave me strange looks, I don't know why I always thought nuns were forms that men found rather sexual... that means they're not men well, well, well unlucky for them gay marriage isn't legal everywhere. I flopped down on the floor I was getting soooooo bored of the bed you see.
"Keitii-chan?"
"Yup," I said from the floor not troubling to look up.
"Why are you-"
"Nice nun outfit," Kankuro's voice said with all the pervertedness of a paedophile. I sat up after a few moments and somehow kneed Kankuro in the groin which made him fall forward and I somehow punched him, as I said, not my fault.
"Dunno what you're talking about Kankuro." The nun outfit had 'disappeared'
"Well I do," Kankuro said weakly.
"Shut the fuck up Wankuro." Temari snorted with laughter and Kankuro pouted slightly still trying to look 'manly' but nevertheless failed... by miles... by gender even.
"Well we were going to ask you to come to the pub until we realised you can't drink." He started laughing like a lunatic.
"Thanks for reminding me you arrogant little fucking twat," I said through gritted teeth and glaring like there was no tomorrow.
"You're so insensitive!" Temari yelled at him and I hastened with my cutest face ever. Kankuro and Temari both stopped in aww of my cuteness... oh yeah I kick ass! "Anyway Keitii-chan we were asked to ask you if you'll visit the academy every so often and just give some talks and cap like that."
"Yeah sure thing but why me?" I asked hesitantly.
"Because you're the Kazekage's wife," Kankuro said bluntly.
"Yup you're little brother is married yet you still can't hold down one girlfriend for more than 5 seconds." Kankuro dived at me but Temari stood in his way and started lecturing him whilst I made faces at him behind her back... and of course Kotaro did as well. Then it hit me like an idea kind of thing that runs around naked in front of you shouting 'my father's Barney' whilst smoking marijuana. "Kankuro!" I gasped, Temari turned around to look at me. "You're GAY!!" I yelled it to the heavens.
"I'M NOT GAY!"
"But... this reminds me of a song!" Kankuro and Temari looked as though I'd lost my marbles (never had any in the first place... I was so deprived!) "If you were gay that'd be okay, I mean 'cause hey I'd like you anyway, because you see-" Kankuro slapped a massive clam like hand over my mouth to stop me singing. "Wankuro you fucking dick!" I tried to yell, with Kankuro's hand somewhat muffling the abuse trying to hurl itself out at him and stab him with a thousand knives making him bleed to death in the fiery pits of hell muwhahahahahaha! Hack, cough, hack, back to normality. Temari dragged Kankuro out by the scruff of his neck muttering something about how we were both immature children.

A while later... Okay hours later. Kotaro and I walked out of the door locking it behind us, didn't want any closet perverts getting in there. I shivered at the thought of Hiroaki rifling through my delicates, mind you he was very open about his pervertedness. I did a ballet leap down the corridor, misjudged it and almost went crashing down a flight of stairs. Luckily I just swayed on the spot almost toppling over, I straightened myself up in a dignified manor, Kotaro suddenly wore a monocle and I suddenly ad a frilly parasol, "Lets go have some tea darling," I sad in a very posh manor as we bustled off downstairs.
"What are you doing?" A quizzical voice asked. I turned around to see who the intruder was on my private parade.
"Sorry Gaara I got really bored." He shook his head smiling.
"Shall we?"
"Might as well," I sighed and we made our way to visit the people in the hospital. At least I was safe in the knowledge that I would be smiling so much my cheeks would hurt, not finding anything to smile about and shaking hands with people who stank to high heaven, I hoped there'd be the occasional young person who wasn't off their rocker and had 10 billion cats.
"How are you feeling?" I looked at him smiling.
"I'm fine will you stop worrying."
"Sorry I can't help it." I leaned up and kissed him lightly.
"Come on otherwise we'll be late!" I said dragging him down the corridors, he flew behind me like a kite. There are so many musicals in my life for some reason.

"It's alright we're here!" I yelled skidding spectacularly to a halt from going about the speed of light. "I also did that without alcohol aren't you so proud of me?" Gaara looked like he'd been on about 10 rollercoasters for the past few days over and over again.
"Aha, Keitii just wait a minute slow down," he said.
"Oh come on I want to get this boring thing over and done with I don't want old people nagging in my ear for the rest of my life."

An hour later
I AM SO FUCKING BORED!! I had a glazed over expression actually most likely I looked stoned as you do when you don't listen to someone.
"And then I remember your father Kazekage-sama-" Bloody hell does this old giffer even know that Gaara hated his father's guts. This was an old man who stank and for some reason kept looking at my legs, personally I was surprised it wasn't Hiroaki in disguise. But I just nodded every so often to various slaggings off of 'the generation today' and threw in the odd word here and there so I didn't seem totally brain dead which this guy obviously was. "And you yung'n come from Hoshigakure, ooo what a bad state that place used to be in a few years ago."
"Yeah it was," I nodded in agreement without really agreeing at all. As Gaara and I walked out,
"Are you okay Keitii-han?"
"Fine stupid old bloody giffer doesn't know what he's on about." After what seemed like another age of this guy yapping on we moved on to different rooms and we found some younger people finally! A boy around about our age was sat up in bed reading, he had dark brown chestnut hair and shockingly green eyes.
"Kazekage-sama!" The boy yelped in surprise. "I didn't expect you and K-K-Keitii-sama." He blushed bright red after looking quickly at me, of which Gaara's cold stare made it none the easier. I smiled at the boy,
"So what are you in this lovely dark dingy miserable place for?" I asked conversationally, his green eyes swept over my face.
"W-w-well I was out on a mission and got wounded."
"So what rank are you then?" I was being warm and kind Gaara was just being down right cold for some reason.
"Medical-nin Keitii-sama and I enjoy my work immensely I am certainly not complaining I mean I don't think I even need hospital treatment but oh well," he said it all really quickly he seemed rather nervous and jumpy. "So erm how's the child?" It took a moment for me to realise what he meant.
"Oh, oh yeah the baby and I are great thanks."
"We have to get going now come on Keitii-han." Gaara grabbed my hand a little firmer than usual. I waved goodbye to the boy.
"Sorry, bye hope you get well soon." Then my hair whipped around the corner of the door. Outside I rounded on Gaara angrily, the corridor was deserted. "What did you do that for?"
"Do what?" His tone was cold and distant and he wasn't looking at me.
"Well for a start you were rude to that poor boy and cold towards him what's up with you?"
"Do you love him?"
"Wh-What? No?!" I said indignantly. "Of course I don't, I love you!"
"Didn't seem like it."
"Are you saying that I was flirting with another guy?" I could not believe he was even suggesting it!
"Yes."
"Well for your information I wasn't... are you jealous?" I asked slyly, he looked sideways at me.
"No."
"Oh you so are!"
"I am not," he said a slight smirk creasing the corners of his lips. He pulled me in with one arm around my waist tightly.
"Are you scared I am going to start flirting with this oh so sexy wall now?" He shook his head smiling.
"Well if you're doing this you can't." He bent down and kissed me for a good long while, and just to make sure I didn't flirt with the wall he wrapped his arms around me and lets face it the wall can keep its sexiness to itself. We heard footsteps and we broke apart to see my guard standing there, god they were so annoying at times.
"Kazekage-sama you're required by the council." Gaara sighed heavily and looked down at me sadly.
"I'm sorry Keitii, it seems that we never get anytime to ourselves."
"It's okay you're the Kazekage hey I'll see you tonight I'm not going anywhere in a hurry." He kissed me on the forehead and we walked back down the corridor together. One of my guard, a young woman was glaring at me pretty intently and Gaara was oblivious. It struck me as very odd, as far as I knew I didn't even really speak to my guard at all so I couldn't really have offended her.

As we got to the point where we had to part Gaara turned to me.
"Hey erm I booked us a restaurant for tonight it's the one at the end of the street meet me there at about 7 and we'll have some times to ourselves."
"Sounds nice see you later then." I stood there waving him off. I decided for good measure to go back to my room and get ready, Sunagakure wasn't built in a day you know! I skipped along on my merry way like the Pied Piper or a court jester you choose. But as I entered my room and was about to close the door behind me one of my guard stopped the door.
"Keitii-sama could I have a word for a minute, in private."
"Err yeah sure," I said utterly confused as to why this man was talking to me. The man closed the door behind him and I turned around looking at him questioningly. "What's wrong?"
"You must understand that I am not after anything and I wouldn't want to be speaking out of turn Keitii-sama-"
"Spit it out man!" He sighed heavily as though the last place he wanted to be was right here talking to me or explaining something to me. His dark eyes flickered over my face.
"I suspect Azami one of your guard, the one who was glaring at you of having an affair with Kazekage-sama." I narrowed my eyes at him and looked at his face trying to detect any traces that I could mistrust.
"What has given you that idea?"
"Well I have found them alone together and the way she looks at you- I am sorry Keitii-sama but I might be entirely wrong." No this wasn't happening! I would not let this happen.
"You are wrong Gaara would never do that to me."
"I'm sorry I spoke out of my station I will go back now."
"Yes you do that." I sighed sitting down on the bed, why would a guard of his high ranking lie like that? But then again why would Gaara be unfaithful?

I stepped out of the room Kotaro on my shoulder, I was dressed in a silky black kimono with a light blue butterfly embroided in the bottom corner. My guard had changed as different people flanked the entrance to my room. The night was dark but the stars that patterned it were beautiful, twinkling and almost glittering like jewels. The streets were still alive and bustling at night, pubs my old haunts were decked out with merrily drinking customers, sushi bars littered with academy students and what not. I found the restaurant and it was beautiful with a great marble gate entrance. I walked down the stony and sandy path.
"Hello Keitii-sama." The man bowed.
"Good evening Gaara and I have a table booked."
"Ah yes so you have right this way he hasn't arrived yet but I'm sure he'll be along soon you know with being the Kazekage and all." I smiled and sat down there was a neatly cut pit below for your legs making the whole thing more comfortable, the chairs were a dark red leather. "Can I get you something to drink Keitii-sama?"
"Erm yes a glass of water will do for now." He bowed deeply then scurried off bringing back my glass of water, yay, not. My guard were not far away I looked at the clock on the wall he was already 15 minutes late. Half an hour. An hour. An hour and a half. I wondered what had held him up so long, something must be wrong if he was this late. I decided to pay the bill for my lovely glass of water and still sober pottered back off to the Kazekage manor still worrying about Gaara.

Mizami had currently been tailing me a lot recently and had cornered me on several occasions one of which was now and I was an hour and a half late for meeting Keitii I prayed to god she wasn't mad.
"So Kazekage-sama why do you hang around with that plain little girl?" Mizami said full of lust in her eyes, the corridor was deserted but I had to keep my cool.
"Because I love her and she isn't plain."
"But wouldn't you prefer a more up market girl one who isn't weak?"
"Mizami what are you after?" She did a sluttish little pose, I wasn't impressed in the slightest.
"Oh nothing Kazekage-sama," she said in a girly voice giving a little giggle. She was drawing closer to me and I was almost backed up against the door. Mizami had cornered me as I was about to go in to my room and then started asking me awkward questions. I heard footsteps nearby and praying it was someone who could get me out of this situation I looked towards the source of the on comer.
"Well then can I please leave I am taking Keitii out to dinner."
"But I love you Kazekage-sama!" She screamed and kissed me roughly, and she place my hands on her waist. I froze up not knowing what I was supposed to do.

I heard a distant voice shriek,
"I love you Kazekage-sama." No, it couldn't be! I sped down the corridor and saw a sight that made me stop in my tracks Gaara and a girl dressed in the most sluttish way possible her cleavage heaving kissing. His hands were on her waist, I did a triple take, surely this was a horrible nightmare I was Keitii a happily married soon to be mother! I had not seen my husband just kissing another woman! But I had the reality crashed down around me.
"Keitii!" Gaara yelled still holding his little bit on the side. I felt tears of anger well up in my eyes and brushed them away angrily. I shook my head and turned running back the way I'd come. This wasn't fair my life had just worked out and now it was ruined! Gaara the man I loved, I had devoted myself to had betrayed me with some slut! I ran to my room flinging the door open I wrenched out all my clothes and rummaged around for a bag and found a suitcase. I was angry and really upset. I could hardly see through the tears and didn't even register someone bursting through the door and yelling my name. "Keitii!"
"Go away Gaara I don't want to talk to you, you fucking bastard!"
"Keitii please listen!" He yelled as I flung clothes in to the suitcase. "Keitii what are you doing?!" He asked in alarm.
"I am packing my bags so I can get away and you and you're fucking slapper can be happy together!"
"But Keitii if you'll just listen!"
"No Gaara I am not listening!" I sobbed locking things in my suitcase.
"Keitii please jut hear me out!" He grabbed my wrist and I jerked it out of his grasp.
"Get off me!" I screamed at him.
"Is everything okay you two?" Temari and Kankuro poked their heads around the open door.
"Why don't you ask your fucking bastard of a little brother?!" Kankuro's and Temari's heads snapped towards him.
"Gaara?"
"But please just hear me out!" He grabbed my wrist again and I struggled he flung me against the wardrobe his temper flaring and my eyes widened in horror as I remembered my mother and father. I shrank away with a little whimper scared he would hit me. His eyes widened in horror as he realised what had happened when he tried to control me. "Keitii I am sorry I'm sorry." He tried to pull me in close to him but I pulled away grabbing the suitcase.
"Do me a favour and piss off Gaara." I ran down the corridor and the suitcase was light I could here them all running after me.
"Keitii please," Gaara was begging but I was having none of it. I turned around to face him my face damp and tear stained. He looked at me with a pleading expression.
"Come any closer and I am flinging myself down those steps leave me alone Gaara."
"Keitii-chan don't think of the child as well think what this is doing to the child!" Kankuro yelled his face full of fear. Gaara stepped forward and I stepped back on the edge of the steps.
"Don't underestimate me," I warned. He stepped forward two steps.