Trouble in Suna: Gaara fanfic {Under Construction}

White Moth

Temari and Kankuro were both at the table discussing the Chunin Exams when they heard the front door open and close. They expected to see Keiko and Gaara but no one rounded the corner which peeked their curiosity. Curiosity got the better of Temari causing her to get up and look around the corner, she was silent for a few seconds until she started whispering excitedly to Kankuro "Psst, Kankuro get over here, hurry"

"What?" he whispered back not sure why he too was whispering now. He was also wondering what was making Temari so excited. He quickly got up and peeked around the corner along with Temari. What he saw made him smirk, Gaara who was apparently oblivious to his spying siblings was going up the stairs carrying a sleeping Keiko.

"See" Temari said looking at Kankuro sporting her own smirk, "They are such liars, the both of them are. They're getting along just fine" she added before pulling at Kankoru jacket hinting that before Gaara came back down they should return to their seats. Resuming their talk about the Chunin exam they acted as if they didn't see anything.

A little bit later, Gaara rounded the corner and waited for his siblings to stop talking.

"Ohh, Gaara I thought I heard someone come in. You want some coffee?" she asked. Then she looked around dramatically, "Ehh, is Keiko not with you?" she asked innocently.

"It's in bed sleeping. I'm going back to finish my paperwork." He reported then turned to leave.

"Wait, Gaara. I umm noticed Kieko's luggage hasn't arrived yet and it's been well over 2 weeks. I was wondering if you would bring her shopping you know cause she can't keep wearing my clothes." Temari said reaching out to him.

Gaara stopped and glanced back at Temari, saying nothing and walked away. Temari huffed in annoyance crossing her arms when she heard the door open then closed.

"Well, you tried right? I mean its Gaara we are dealing with." Kankuro said.

"Shut up, it's not like you're any help" Temari grumbled.

Elsewhere, a moth fluttered in the wind darting in out of the crowded night life of Suna. Swatted at by one shopkeeper than another until it was safely above all the bustle and hustle of the marketplace. It was lazily flapping it wings allowing the wind to do most of the work. Soon the moth was far from the marketplace and now flying over the homes of sleeping villagers. The moth fluttered its wings a couple of more times before coming to rest on an open windowsill. Moths were an ordinary sight in Suna especially on warm nights.

Back upstairs where Keiko slept a soft breeze blew in from the opened window playing with the curtains and her hair. Muttering in her sleep because of her hair tickling her nose she turned to her left away from the open window. What dreams she currently had were peaceful, dreams of the past when she was happy. Her lips were tugged into a slight smile as she relived happier times; however, sweet dreams can easily turn sour very quickly. On her windowsill a white moth lazily flapped its wings.

Keiko smile soon disappeared as peaceful dreams were eaten by nightmares. She started to toss and turn whimpering in her sleep trying to outrun the things that chased her in her nightmares. In her nightmares she called out for help but no one could hear her pleas, in the real world her pleas for help were just hoarse cries in which no one in the house heard.

A light sheen of sweat accumulated on her body from her struggles with unseen foes. Eventually, she was able to force herself awake. She sat up in the bed hands clutching the sheets and she drew her legs up to her chest protectively. Her arms instinctually wrapped around her legs as she rocked herself back and forth trying to remind herself that the nightmares weren't real.

The wind blew in once again tossing the curtain and her hair about and she realized how cold it was in the room. She was shivering uncontrollably; her teeth were chattering nonstop and the only way to prevent the cold air from entering was to close the window. She slowly slid off the side of the bed dragging the sheet and pillow with her and made her way to the open window.