Wind and Sand: Journal of Lord and Lady Kazekage
By TwilightAnimeLover21
It had been two days since the siblings found the key and they combed the house for any books that would have a lock on them of any kind, but no such luck. Gaara took to the living room, library, and den, Kankuro to the rooms and bathrooms, Temari took the kitchens and other rooms that were left overlooked. But their luck will change.
Gaara was currently in his office at his desk looking over documents for the improving economy of Suna, when a woman walked in. She looked about around the age of 35 and she looked like she was a bit younger than that. She was fairly thin, but she sported a Suna headband tied around her neck. Her hair was a mouse brown with some silver strands in it, and she was wearing the generic Suna ninja outfit, nothing too special. She had grey eyes that held wisdom in them and a gentle smile graced her face. "Hello Kazekage-sama. I trust that you are doing well?" Her voice sounded. It sounded like the soft murmurings of the wind, but it held strength behind them. He looked up from his table and observed the woman.
"I'm am doing fine. May I inquire who you are?" He asked politely. The woman laughed. "Ah, forgive me Kazekage-sama. My name is Sano Reiko. I believe you sent for me about a search mission?" She asked with a smile. Gaara's eyes lit up. This must be the woman he needed to help him. "Yes. And forgive me if the mission is mediocre, but I would greatly appreciate your duty if you can help myself and my siblings." He asked. Reiko nodded. "It is fine, just tell me what to do." She said smiling. He nodded as he pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her. "My siblings and myself found a key that we believe belonged to our mother. We also believe that it belongs to a book that would have a lock on it that would match the key." He said as he gave the information to the woman.
The woman read through the paper and smiled brightly, as if she knew what the key already belongs to. "Ah, Kazekage-sama, I believe I know exactly where this key belongs to." She said as she pulled up a chair and sat down. Gaara was confused. "You called the right person. You may never know this, but I was a good friend of your mother and father. Though more of your mother though." Reiko said as she chuckled to herself. "I know that key anywhere. You said it might belong to a book?" Reiko said with a secret smile. Gaara nodded. "What is the woman thinking of?"He pondered. The woman laughed.
"My, I'm surprised you never knew of the Journal that Hikaru-sama and Karura-chan wrote. Have you read it yet? Of course not, you just found the key. And if you are wondering where the book is, I know exactly where it is." She paused. "It's hiding in plain sight. It's a shame that you and your siblings didn't know about the book." She smiled as she stood up and walked over to the offices bookcase and passed her hand through many titles. She then stopped her hand over a book titled, "The History of Sunagakure." By Ryumaru Hakeda. She took it out and placed it onto the desk. Gaara looked at it incredulously. It had a lock on it, made of gold and it was twisted in such a way that he thought it was beautiful artwork.
"Some books go under different titles. Karura always enjoyed the fact of tricking people into thinking that she loved the history of Suna. It was hilarious!" Reiko said as she sat back down. "Karuma and Hikaru were always bickering about whether or not to title it as a journal or a diary. So Karuma, being the somewhat crazy girl she was, decided to name it that way. The look she got from Hikaru-sama was incredulously hilarious. I don't think Karura laughed so hard in her life." Reiko giggled. She got up and decided to leave the office, but before she did so, she turned back to Gaara and said, "I'm sure you and your siblings will get a kick out of that book. Your father was not as serious as some people claimed to be." She said smiling as left the room with a confused Kazekage.
Temari was poker-faced. Gaara was also poker-faced, but in a serious way. Temari frowned. "You have got to be kidding me Gaara. There's no way that this book is Mom and Dad's journal. I don't even remember them writing in anything!" She said as she crossed her arms and frowned. Gaara shook his head. "Reiko-san said that this is the book. Why not see if the key fits." He asked politely. Temari frowned. "Geez, who would put a lock on a history book. That's just beyond me." She said as she sat down on the comfortable lounge couch.
Kankuro snatched the book away from Temari and examined it. "Why would Father and Mom put a lock on it, period? Afraid that someone would look in it and find secrets, Ha! I'm shaking in my shoes." Kankuro said jokingly. Gaara commanded his sand to grab the book from Kankuro's hands and gave it back to Temari. "We won't know unless we find out." Gaara said as the sand gave it back to Temari. Both brothers sat on either side of their sister.
Temari bit her lip a little as she held the gold key. She never really knew much about her mother or father's past. And she didn't care much for it either since her father sealed the Shukaku into Gaara. She hated him since then. But after what happened in the battlefield, fighting her father alongside Gaara, and him personally saying that her mother loved Gaara and wanted to protect him no matter what, she regained faith in her family again.
She placed the key in the lock and froze a little. Then gathered the courage to turn the key and the lock opened with a snap. The sibling held a breath unconsciously. Temari flipped open the cover and there were papers that were tanning around the edges. The front page was titled: To Our Future Children. It was written with two different writing styles. Temari recognized her mothers smooth strokes of calligraphy and her fathers short, precise, and bold writing.
To Our Future Children:
It may have been years or more since this journal has been put together since we have become married. We have decided to put both our journals together and place in what memories stood out to us over the years, and writing down even more memories along the way of our lives. In short, we want you to know what happened with us when we were younger. Starting with some of our teenage years and progressing into our adulthood. Some entries may be short or long (Though I believe that they will be long, knowing your mother). Thus your father received a black eye for writing that. The jerk. As you are reading this, you may be wondering, "Why should we care about our parents lives? What have they went through that we haven't?" Well, you may be surprised. Whatever personalities we have shown you while growing up, we were not always that way. In fact, you'd be surprised that your father and I butted heads more times that we can count. You'd be surprised that your mother was actually a spitfire in the village and no man could have the courage (or the balls) enough to even ask her out on a date. No woman was safe from your playboy father and his shameless flirting. And to top it off, we both had many good times together, and many misadventures. We have also had very hard times as well. The Third Shinobi War took a toll on us as Suna's economy plunged to dark times. And being in line for next Kazekage didn't help much. And with many missions that nearly caused our deaths, and nearly ended my life, we have gone to Hell and back for each other. So with these last words to start off our journal for you to read, we hope that we have become good parents in your eyes. I love you with all my heart and I will protect you no matter what. WE will make sure you are never harmed and you will be raised in a good family. We hope that you love us as well. So now we close with our loving words for you, our beloved children, we hope you understand how much we adore you and cherish you.
With deep love, your Mother and Father, Karura Kusabana and Hikaru Sabuku.
Temari finished reading out loud the passage that the siblings' parents wrote out. Kankuro was silent and Gaara had a far away look in his eyes. Temari felt some tears leak out and fall onto the page. They were in shock and awe of what was written down in the first page. Temari never really connected with her father since her mother's death, and she barely remembered her, this journal could be just the closure she needed to know who her mother was, beyond Yashamaru's words of her. The brothers were curious intensely. "Well…keep reading Temari. We don't really know much about our parents." Kankuro said awkwardly. Gaara nodded. "We'll take turns…if that's okay with you." He said as he leaned back into the couch.
Temari smiled. "Okay. We'll take turns. I'll start off. I can't wait to read what mom and dad wrote down." She said as she turned a page. "Hey, who knows, maybe we will learn something new about them." Kankuro said smiling. "Read, Temari-nee-chan." Gaara said with intense curiosity and intensive concentration. "Okay. Here we go." And Temari started reading.
TAL21:HA! You think i would continue onward? Maybe, maybe not. I still stand by my 3-5 review rule if i am to continue on with a story. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and be on guard for the Next chapter of The Dead Tell no Tales coming up later in the week and i hope you will enjoy reading that! As for this Story Wind and Sand, this story will be having little ficlets of what I believe went on in the lives of the Sabuku parents and switching between journal form and story form. Also with a little bit of sand sib lives mixed in with them, i hope that this will turn out nicely! :D Reviews and opinions are appreciated, and i hope to hear from you soon! Remember to KEEP ON READING AND IMAGINING! (PS: Here's a lift sneak-peak of what's to come in the next chapter.)
Preview: Then, "Fairy!" "Sand Cat." "Drag Queen" "Tomboy." "That's the best you can do Tinkerbelle?" "Nope, I still have a lot of words to describe them, Chibi." "Hey! How dare you call me that! I'm petite! Not Chibi, you string bean." "String bean? Ha! What a lame comeback, chicky." "At least I eat healthy, you vampire." "I thought you were calling me a fairy, kid?" "No, I'm saying you sparkle like a fairy because of that gold dust jutsu you have, I'm calling you a vampire because you are a freak of nature. You have no tan and we are out in the desert, Old man." "I'm four years older than you, Sand cat. My, you have a horrible temper."