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Tōryanse Gaara and Kankurou, Temari realised as they finally arrived home, were both exhausted, though they hadn't said a word about it.  She saw Gaara's hands shaking, and heard Kankurou groan as he slung Karasu down off his back.  They both needed something to eat and some rest, Gaara especially, so Temari herded them toward the kitchen, following closely behind.  She put some water on to boil for tea, and then went to the fridge to see if there were any suitable leftovers. "There's some chicken teriyaki that's still good in here, does that sound okay?" Temari asked with a glance over her shoulder.  It was a bit of a shock to realise

Best of You "Kankurou." Kankurou turned from where he'd been working on Karasu, surprised—he hadn't even heard Gaara come in, which he had to admit unnerved him. He would rather be able to hear someone who could easily kill him coming than be startled by him. But no, he chided himself; he didn't have to worry about that any more, since Konohagakure and the Chuunin selection exam. "Do you need something, Gaara?" Kankurou studied his brother as he came into his workroom and walked around to the opposite side of the table, staring out the window. Gaara seemed somewhat—preoccupied, perhaps? He certainly acted preoccupied, and more solemn than

Flavours Two in the morning, and a light was still on in one room of the house that Sabaku no Gaara shared with his siblings.  In said room, the pale redhead sat at the desk in the corner, the wooden top covered in papers.  There were mission reports and pages of numbers, complaints, and correspondence of every type.  And there was a lot.  Things had piled up between the death of the previous Kazekage, his biological father, and his own inauguration as the new Kazekage.  Gaara was almost glad he couldn't sleep; if he could, it would have taken at least twice as long to get everything sorted through. Just because he couldn't sleep didn't mea

And Sand Becomes Glass With time, heat, and pressure, coal becomes diamonds. He'd learned that years ago, and remembered it after the Chuunin exam.  He'd wondered if it was true, and had asked Temari.  Still adjusting to him not being utterly vicious and homicidal, she'd looked at him strangely, then confirmed it was true. Something so ugly and cheap turning into something so pretty and valuable was amazing. Coal becomes diamonds.  He wasn't coal, he'd told Temari. No, she'd said, he wasn't.  He was sand. And sand?  He'd asked.  What about sand? Coal becomes diamonds, she'd replied, and sand... ...Sand becomes glass. Gaara smiled. ~

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