Disclaimer: Naruto and co. do not belong to me and I make no claim whatsoever on them. But if those that do own them ever feel the need to get rid of Gaara I'm perfectly willing to fight all other contenders to the death.

Warnings: Pure fluff.

Notes: It's a weakness for me. I can't seem to help writing the Suna siblings as well...siblings. I'm sure most of you know how real siblings act. I'm setting this after the chuunin exams perhaps a year or two later.

Still only human
by fairady

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Gaara watched a group of kids run down the street chasing their ball. He crouched easily in the building's shadow under an open window.

"A little higher," Kankuro shouted, voice carrying easily through the window.

Gaara glanced through a hole in the building's wall before moving the pipe he held to the left a little. "Like that?"

"Perfect," Kankuro grunted from under the sink. "Anyway I was thinking we should replace all the pipes in the house. If the kitchen pipes were this bad the others might go out soon too."

"No, they should be fine," Gaara glanced back in and subtly pulled the pipe back. "This one just wears out faster because it's the only pipe that's exposed to the elements," he blinked as the pipe was jerked suddenly and looked back in, "Wait, I don't think that's where it goes."

"I know what I'm doing, Gaara," one of Kankuro's eyes glared out at him through the hole. "Just hold it still."

"Right," Gaara sat back a bit and watched the kid's game as it ranged back up the street. Various curses and insults flowed in a steady stream through the open window. He propped his head up on one hand and wondered how many parents would come to complain about the new words their child had learned this time. A muffled thump that shook the wall slightly was followed by several blistering words.

Gaara frowned slightly, "Are you making that up or is there actually a curse you've never used before?"

"Shut up!" the pipe jumped in Gaara's hands as Kankuro yanked it loose. His voice warned Gaara not to say anything, "I see what the problem is."

"Ah," Gaara looked in and raised the pipe. It looked like his brother was actually telling the truth this time as the pipe gave him little trouble. "So you did make it up?"

"Brat, I'm about five seconds from smashing this wrench into your head," a worn looking wrench was shoved through the hole in emphasis before disappearing, "now let me work in peace."

"Ok," Gaara waited a few moments, "You do know that's the wrong size, right?"

There was no doubt, he was definitely making those words up.