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Summery

Drabble Collection – For better or for worse, no matter what, my girl will always come first. (Ino/Temari) (Friendship)

Like all of my work this is just something that happened to float through the empty void inside my head. Like it or hate it please R and R as honest opinions are always welcomed, as are random acts of worship.

Lamb: This is for my Nixy, she is the Temari to my Ino. Which means the world will probably implode when we get together.

Muse: I just wish your world would implode, give me some peace.

Dedi: Now if only some could give use Muse in pieces. This collection is dedicated to shadowphoenix101.

Lamb: As always sorry for any bad spelling and if you feel the need to throw things at me please wait until I've hidden behind the sofa kay!?

Muse: On with the fic!

Well she's hotter than hell,
And she's cool as they come,
And she's smart and she's wild,
All rolled into one,

Friends: Borrows your stuff for a few days then give it back.

Best Friends: Takes your stuff and keeps it for so long they forget it's yours.

"Well what d'ya think?" Ino said as she pirouetted in the centre of the room, lost her balance and would have fallen to the floor if she hadn't grabbed hold of Kankuro's shoulder.

The puppeteer howled as her sharp nails almost broke the skin and angrily swatted her hands away while his younger brother just rolled his eyes at the interaction between the two of them. Braking free the blonde twirled again, once more seizing the brunette to keep her balance and causing him to bellow in pain once more.

"Well?" The ice-eyed blonde demanded impatiently, her voice drowning out Kankuro's mutterings about tying her up with chakra strings. "How d'you think it looks?"

Gaara took in the sight of his latest sister clad in a figure-hugging wrap around dress of dark amethyst silk that she had borrowed from his biological sister. The dark colour of the fabric and the contrast it made with her smooth creamy skin was delectable but as Kazekage he knew better than to say anything, there was also the fact that if he did, regardless of his rank, Temari would probably try and kill him.

"You look good." Kankuro said gruffly, still making a great show of rubbing his shoulder.

"Doesn't she just," Temari strode into the room her black boots beating out a tattoo on the hardwood floor and the blood red fabric of her skirt fluttering around her well toned legs. "And we all know I do."

"Uh-huh." Ino nodded her eyes shining. "I never expected you to have anything in this colour though."

"No," Temari said, teal eyes clouding with confusion. "I've been trying to remember where and when I bought."

"You didn't." All eyes turned to focus on Gaara who was once again buried in the paperwork he'd been doing when Ino waltzed into the room. "You borrowed it off of Ino when you were trying to seduce Nara."

"Oh yeah," Ino's grin almost split her face in two. "I thought I recognised it."

"I wonder if Shika will?" Temari arched a brow at her sister and chuckled in the back of her throat. "Probably not since I wasn't in it for long."

"What!?" The combined yell of the Kazekage and his brother almost hit the pain threshold.

"What she said was that Shika had her out of that dress faster than –" Ino began but was cut off before she could divulge just what the Nara had moved faster than.

"I know what she was getting at…" The puppeteer started a scowl furrowing his brow.

"And what Shika was getting at too." Ino giggled happily at the revolted look that crossed Gaara's face at the picture her words presented.

"…I just don't want to hear about it." Kankuro finished, pretending not to have heard the interruption. "I don't even want to think about my sister like that."

"Spoil sport." Temari stated clearly amused by how uncomfortable her brother was by the conversation. "But the fact remains you look super hot Yammy and there's no way that Sasuke will be able to keep himself from slipping his hand up your skirt the first chance he gets."

"AGH!" The brunet wailed, grabbing at his hair and tugging violently at it. "It don't want to hear about that either."

"Just cus you're jealous," Ino cooed waving her finger at Kankuro. "Just cus you haven't got laid in – "

"Enough!" Gaara snarled small fountains of sand exploding in all directions and causing the papers on his desk to spill onto the floor. "I don't what to know about the sex lives of any of you."

"Well talking of people who haven't had it in ages..." The sand shinobi started, looking pointedly at his baby brother.

The cries and shrikes were heard on the street below as three teens bolted from the room, a cloud of sand controlled by a fuming Kazekage in hot pursuit.

Please R and R I'd love to know what you thought.

Big love and happy Christmas

Lamanth