"You have to understand, He's thinking of the village, Kankuro, plus I think he picked you because he trusts you, take it as a compliment." the boy quite pacing to slam his fists down on the table his sister was sitting at. "You don't understand, Temari, this is my future he's fucking with." he looked at her violently, Hurt lying pupils, Temari noticed this immediately and softened her expression. "Who knows, maybe you'll get a cute girl?" "Like their any cute girls in Konoha!" he turned away from his sister's glare roughly and started to pace again. "An arranged marriage?!? who the hell does that anymore?!? Why would Gaara pick me, why not some other guy? I'm ganna get him for this." "Don't you talk about him like that! it's not right! He didn't want to appoint some random sand-nin for this so he chose his brother, someone he thought would understand and take the responsibility with understanding, but you'r blaming him for it! he's trusting and counting on you! can't you just suck it up!?" "Temari, you bitch, listen here, just because he's Kazekage now doesn't mean he can mess with my future thats not right! sometimes I wish he wasn't even my brother." he got close to her face, breathing his last words on her neck. "Kankuro..." The blond ninja stood to stare at him, her eyes watered, disbelief wracked her body. "you've changed."

Temari turned her back and ran from him, leaving him alone in the kitchen of their house. He stood staring at the vacant spot his sister had previously occupied. "I'm sorry, temari." he spoke to no one "but I just can't let him do this."

"Are you packing already, Hinata?" "Just a few things." the shy leaf ninja looked up at her cousin and smiled. "You're not seriously exited?" Neji looked down at his cousin who was sitting on the floor with a suitcase folding clothes. He leaned against the wall, examining her farther. "Well, it's for my village, I suppose I'm not excited but this is my duty." he smiled, "I'm glad you're feeling optimistic about it, but if I know you you'll live with the guy for at least a year before you start actually talking to him." "are you staying I'm shy?" she gazed up at him from her suitcase, innocent eyes, half-folded cloths hung lazily in her hand. "honey, you're middle name is shy." he walked towards the door frame, waveing his hand from over his shoulder. "When you get all you'r things packed call me and I'll help you take them out."

An arranged marriage? oh my, I don't even know the man I am going to be married to. Hinata Hyuuga's cheeks blushed pink at the thought of being married. her father had recently informed her a treaty with the sand village had ordered a marriage to seal the deal and the Hokage had choosen her as the candidate. She wasn't excited as her cousin, Neji, had led on, but she did feel like she shouldn't be sad about leaving Konoha to go live in the sand village she felt it was something she could do to serve her village, she'd never been much use to it as a ninja, anyways, so this was her chance.

"What?" Kankuro was sitting in his room, messing with Karousu when a knock at the door came. "It's me, can I come in?" he knew that voice anywhere, his brother. "ehh." he grunted "Yeah, sure." He was still feeling incredibly ill tempered towards Gaara the Kazekage. The red-haired sand-nin came in and set on his brothers bed. "If I didn't think you could handle this I would have pulled some shinobi off the street, wanted you to do this for a reason, I honestly thought you'd understand." Gaara didn't waver his voice, or sugarcoat his cold expression he simply sat in front of his brother, sending him on some ridiculous guilt trip he didn't deserve... or so kankuro thought. "Humphh." the puppet master stuck his nose up, wanting nothing more then to smack his brother and run away from this stupid responsibility he'd been givin. "Just do me a favor and try, if it really doesn't work out I suppose he could find another konouchi to fill you'r shoes." "how long do I have to live with her before I can tell you I want out and you'll actually listen." Gaara got up and off the bed. "A month at least, but stay open-minded, you might end up likeing it and want to stay with her." "As if!" Kankuro threw a pillow at the door, not in total seriousness, luckily, the Kazekage had shut it just in time.

The meeting:

"Are you going to be a total asshole about this? You should at least put on clean clothes." Temari threw a shirt at her brother, it fell on his head, hanging across his face. "Bitch..." he mumbled, snatching up the cloth from his head and throwing the shirt he currently had on to the ground. "What's her name?" Temari was still irritated with her brothers behavior, but was trying to be the best sister she could considering the situation, she did sympathize with him, slightly. Slightly. Pulling the freshly washed shirt over his head he mumbled a name Temari couldn't make out. "What?" "Hyuuga Hinata!" she sighed at his hostility and was sure she'd heard him mummbling something like "Deaf bitch." she clenched her fists though kept a straight face, trying her best to look past how much of a jerk her brother was being. "K, I guess, I'm ready, let's go."

The Kazekage was seated formally in his office, stackes of papers cluttering his desk, Kankuro and Temari where on the Leather couch near the window of there brothers office, everyone was waiting for the Hyuuga to arrive. "Hinata, how much shit do you have in here, it's gatta weigh at least 80 pounds." a male voice evaded through the door and into the Sabaku clans ears. "Sorry, Neji." a quiet, timid female voice was the last they heard before the door was slammed open, a boy with at least 7 bags in his arms, hair down to his ass and tattoo across the forehead came through. His eyes popped, Kankuro remembered this girl from the chunnin exams. As soon as she was faced with the three sand siblings she smoothed out her skirt and bowed, slightly embarrassed at her rude entry. Neji stood in the corner letting his arms go completely limp, resulting in the suitcases dropping violently to the ground. "Lady Hinata?" Gaara looked up from his desk to see the Konoha-nin. "Sir Kazekage." she bowed a second time out of respect. "This is my brother Kankuro." "And I'd just like to apologize in advance for whatever my asshole of a brother does to you." Temari butted in. "Temari..." Gaara warned, shooting a look in her direction. she rolled her eyes, falling back onto the couch. "Kankuro" Hinata tested the sound of his name on her tongue. "Hello." she smiled, poking her pointer fingers together. "Yeah... Hi." The puppet master only peaked an eye up at her, sounding completely uninterested. Though, he couldn't deny it, she was prettier then he had expected.

Hyuuga Hinata, the princess of the main household, was in a room larger then she had expected it to be, putting her folded cloths into the oak dresser next to a king-sized bed. It all was a bit... intimidating. She could hear her new husband downstairs, arguing with his brother, the Kazekage. "I had to pull major strings to get you this house, so by order of the Kazekage you will live here, Kankuro, I don't care if you are my brother, I am still Kazekage and you will listen to me!" The boy known as Gaara held a firm tone without yelling or loosing his cool. "This isn't my house, and I wouldn't live here!" "You told me you'd give it a chance, if you'r giving up already that would make you a lier!" Hinata could have sworn she heard a bit of hurt in the red-haired 'Kage's voice, but immediately reasoned it was just her imagination. Sabaku no Gaara doesn't feel hurt, right? The rest of the conversation was lost to the thick wood of the doors and length of the long hallway. Hinata was starting to regret agreeing to this, Kankuro's words made her feel she was intruding, and Kami knows, she was shy enough as it is.

The Konoha-nin had crawled onto the bed to take a break, she didn't expect to fall asleep, apparently Kankuro didn't expect it either because he jumped a bit when he walked in to see his new wife passed out on the bed. For a second he regretted screaming the harsh, maybe even child-like arguing he knew she'd heard, it must have made her feel unwelcomed, but of coarse that second passed, and he was back to feeling un remorseful.

So I am now married to this woman, Hinata, was it? Hmmm. Despite what Gaara says I'm not going to like her, but I suppose I could atleast give this "arranged marriage" thing a chance, for her sake...