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Kankurou sighed, tucking his brother in under his covers.
Gaara had that annoying habit of not realizing when he needed to stop working and get some rest, and more often than it was healthy he just fell asleep on his desk. He was usually a light sleeper, but whenever he passed out like that, nothing short of a bucket of water poured over his head would wake him. Possibly not even that.
That was fine, because Gaara needed his sleep.
He sighed and made to leave him to his dreams, but as he stepped away, he saw a piece of paper on the floor. He picked it up and immediately recognized the fangirl letter he had gotten from the Hokage’s office about a week ago. The paper looked crumpled, as if it was handled very often.
What was in that letter that concerned Gaara so much that he would reread it several times? His curiosity got the best of him, and he unfolded it.
It took only a fraction of a second for him to regret his choice. His horror only mounted when his little brother decided to add to the nightmare fuel and dub the image by moaning Naruto’s name in his sleep.
“How is he…?”
“Shit!” he cursed loudly, startled by Temari’s sudden words. In his shock, he hadn’t even heard his sister approach.
“Shut up. You’ll wake him up.” she hissed.
“As if!” his voice came out a pitch too high. “Oh my god, Gaara has one of those yaoi fangirls!” Temari frowned, then approached him.
Her eyebrows climbed up high when she saw the image. She was smarter than him, and only looked for a couple of seconds before averting her eyes. “…That’s Naruto’s handwriting, and his signet.” Kankurou’s eyes nearly rolled out of his skull, so wide they were.
Now, that put everything into a whole new perspective. He nearly choked on his spit when Gaara moaned again.
“Fuck, that’s way too much information.” he thrust the letter into Temari’s hand and fled the room, hearing his sister laugh at his back, as if she wasn’t surprised at all to find out their little brother and the Hokage were doing a lot more than eating ramen whenever they went out together.
He really needed to do something, right now, to stop seeing that drawing and hearing his brother’s voice along with it. Maybe if Matsuri hit his head hard enough and knocked him out during training.
Yes, great idea! He needed to find Matsuri right now!