"Gaara, you just became Kazekage so you must speak to the Hokage of Konoha!" Temari pounded on the door of the thirteen year old's door. The redhead had locked himself in the room when Temari said that the first thing he was to do was meet the new, Fifth, Hokage of the Leaf Village. He didn't say anything and he gave no warning... just picked up his gourd and left the room. Temari was so surprised that it took a whole two hours to realize that he hadn't killed her instead of calmly walking out of the room.
"Gaara come out of there!" Kankuro had joined the banging-on-the-door match five seconds ago. He was taking advantage of the new calm Gaara and was loving every minute of it!
After ten more knocks the door slid open an inch and Gaara's ocean eye peeked out of the darkness. The redhead wore a indiffernent look and that was exactly how he felt. Indifferent. He didn't care if he had to go or not. It was the idea of going there for no damn reason!
"Go... Away! I tried to kill their village not more than a year ago! Do you thing that he will accept me with open arms?" Gaara hissed, a flash of anger going across his face. Why should he waste his time on trying to meet someone that would just slam the door in his face?
Temari sighed and pushed the door open more. The blond looked around the dark room before meeting the aqua eyes of her brother, former killer, and now Kazekage.
"Gaara... you are Kazekage. It is your duty to us and your village to meet HER. Her name is Lady Tsunade and she is a nice person. Very strong and sometimes a drunk..." Temari steeled her voice. The boy sighed and rolled his eyes. He folded his arms and crossed over to the door.
"Get out," he held open the door. Temari moaned and dropped her head in defeat.
"Gaa-!" Temari was cut off mid rant.
"I have to get dressed," he smiled. Gaara rarely smiled with happiness so the motion was strange on his face. It took his sister five minutes to realize that her brother was smiling and not glaring as he tended to do. Temari gave back a shaky smile and turned and left the room. Kankuro's shocked eyes followed her down the hallway on realieved legs. 'At least she is still breathing...' Kankuro thought.
(Four hours later)
A large sand cloud formed in the middle of the Konoha street. When it dispersed three teenagers stood there. Gaara let the sand fall from around him and his siblings bodies. Kankuro clung to his puppet for a good five minutes before taking one step. 'That sand teleporting is creepy!' he thought. Temari smirked at him to keep her own shivers to a minimum. Her hand unnoticably tightened on the large bag she carried.
"Well come on!" Gaara snipped, not understanding their pain. I mean, he did it everyday. The younger made a sharp turn and began to walk, leaving his brother and sister behind.
"Wait baby brother!" Temari shouted loudly. Gaara flinched at the name and tried hard to forgive her for saying it. Luckily for the blond there was nobody out where they were.
"What is it older sister?" Gaara folded his arms and watched with uncaring eyes as she ran up to his face. The girl bent slightly to look into his eyes, seeing as she was taller than him by two inches.
"Well... you need to take a bath. Your clothes are dirty from the jumping and there is a bath house two streets down... use it!" Temari gave him a tiny tap on his shoulder and handed him the bag. Gaara opened it and found it full of his clothes, Kazekage and his own clothes. He turned a mild glare on and made a sharp turn again, this time towards the bath house. Temari grinned and grabbed Kankuro's hand to began their stroll to the Hokage mansion.
(At bath house)
A man was standing there, holding towels for people. Gaara snatched one and stomped over to the actual baths. Outside of the door he stripped and opened the door to a bath, and his mouth fell open. There were men everywhere! Bathing together? They all seemed to be fine being naked together. Gaara shrugged and went inside. As he stepped inside, everyone went quiet. Gaara ignored the stares that he was so used to get from everywhere else. Slowly he picked a bar of soap and began to wash the dirt and sand off his body. The boy didnt look up when a long shadow went over his tiny form. It wasn't until large gruff hands touched his shoulders that Gaara picked up his head. He calmly turned around and saw the chest of a large hairy man. Looking up he could see the eyes of a grown man that he didnt know.
"Yes?" the redhead (if he had any) raised his brows.
"What's a little fella like you doing here?" the man whispered. Gaara tilted his head to the side and stared at the man like that.
"Um... I am bathing?" Gaara answered the naive answer. A loud bark erupted from the man's throat as his hands went down Gaara's pale shoulders and onto his spine. Gaara, never taught on what it was to be touched wrong, said nothing. The man pulled the slim body to his.
"Do you want soap or something?" the redhead was getting impatient with the man. He placed his slim fingers on the wet chest.
"I'm sure you know what I want," the man whispered, lust in his voice. Gaara, still not knowing that something was wrong, looked into the black eyes. His confused expression was not appearent since it didn't show up on his face. Just the same not caring one. Gaara was slowly eased closer to the man, his wet body on the stranger's wet body. The redhead stifled his gasp when he felt something warm poking his stomach. Before he could look down to see what it was, hard lips smashed on top of his. Gaara yanked away and slapped the man across the face.
"Why you-!" the man raised a hand to strike Gaara. Sand was immediately suspending the man in the air and Gaara had his pale hand out, ready to crush him into pieces. 'YES, NOW KILL HIM!' Shukaku ordered. 'No! I will not go back to that Gaara!' Gaara thought and grabbed his bag. He picked up his gourd and placed it on his bare shoulder. The boy was gone in a puff of sand. 'Where should I go?' Gaara thought mid teleport. In his mind he felt a pond nearby and he could feel the sand still on his skin. 'Temari will be upset if I do not wash...' Gaara stopped at the pond.
The pale (Gaara's) mouth fell open at the sight of a half naked.... GOD! The being was just rinsing off his body, sparkling water trailing down his body. The man had smooth white skin and a small cut over his eye. His white hair stood on end and his muscles stretched under his skin. His mouth turned into a frown when he realized that someone else was there. His dark eye and red eye focused on the naked redhead.
"Oh... hello little one!" the man smiled, unnerved at seeing a naked male. Gaara blushed and hid behind a tree. 'What is this?' Gaara thought as he felt his burning face. The boy had never blushed and he never felt his heart beat with such tempo! 'Whats wrong with me now!?' Gaara pondered as he dressed and left the place as fast as he could.
~END FOR NOW~