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Shikadai used to get teased by the other children...

Pls introduce uncle gaara to the bullies he will set them straight

“My Uncle killed a million guys in one night when he was my age, what did your stupid uncle do???” 

                                It’s DARKEST before the dawn

                                          - - - but YOU don’t have to do this ALONE

                              IND && SEL. GAARA, KANKURO && TEMARI, THE SAND SIBLINGS. 

Everyone who I have talked to has been so nice and wecoming!! And I haven’t even had this blog for very long at all really. I WANT TO GIVE A BIG THANK YOU TO SHORP FOR TALKING TO ME, and basically inspiring me to want to jump into the Naruto Fandom because of their Kankuro which is amazing and I love him!!

I also want to give a pretty big thank you to the muns of @of-smoke-and-deer, @sabakv, @shadcwd, @karukv, @inumbratte, @oneesands, @variantia, @blackgreed, @vestiallus, @galgenballade, @lavafed and @kageheir !

They’ve either answered any questions I had, said something nice, and/or interacted with me a bit thus far (and I have some replies/asks for some of them, at least at this point)!

I also just want to thank EVERYONE SO MUCH WHO’S BEEN INTERESTED IN THIS SOFT SAND BOY (and my mean my followers as well as those, of course!) I’m surprised that I’ve taken to him as much as I have, but I think part of that reason is because I’ve been doodling him, and he makes me happy basically!!

          -- SHORP. i wanted to take a second to share a few words to you two !! THIS year marks the second year of this blog, which i initially created on 2017 ! 

          -- NIA; i’ve known you the longest time, & began talking to you not too long after i made kank, & you joined me with your gaara. there are no words i could use to express how GRATEFUL i am that you did & that knowing myself, how without you i probably would’ve long gone inactive on this blog. it’s mostly because of you, your headcanons, your chatting with me about our muses, your gaara & shino in general that my take on kank is how he is today & that my muse for him as stayed alive for so friggin’ long. without you, this blog wouldn’t be what it is now & honestly it all goes to you. not to mention you’re currently one of my main ship partners ??? literally i don’t think i’ve shipped so many muses with a single person apart from you & i’m so glad you’re so open & easy to talk to in that regard ? that you’re willing to stick with my dumb ass & develop all our muses ? at this point you could tell me ‘ hi i ship these two together ‘ & i’d ship with you in an instant & further develop our muses from there. i’m honestly so glad to have met you & gotten the chance to write with you ♡

   Almost immediately, a flood of EMBARRASSMENT overwhelms Misaki’s entire body.  Bright crimson blooms over her cheeks, standing out against the silver of her hair.  Her fingers ball into nervous fists beneath the sleeves of her furisode.  Not only is the man she was casually insulting the brother of the Kazekage -- isn’t that just her luck -- now the Kazekage himself is subtly berating her in a way that reminds her of her father.

   Talk about the CALM BEFORE THE STORM.

   And she’s sure as hell not sticking around for this man’s storm.  Even with her abilities, she’s certain she’s nowhere near as powerful as any Kage.

          ❝  I’m -- I’m sorry, sir ...  I apologize ... this -- this was a mistake.                   Please, forgive me, and I’ll take my leave now and let you get                   back to your work--  ❞    All that confidence and entitlement she had has melted away in an instant, revealing a very different person than the woman who walked into the room just a moment ago.  Now she looks more like a frightened child who knows she’s going to punished than a high-status heiress who should know how to behave herself.  Any words she had about that other man turn to ash in her mouth.

   For whatever reason, she’s none too keen to turn her back on the Kazekage.  Instead she takes a step back, fumbling for the door knob -- before the door opens by itself.

   Or not, seeing as a man with hair that’s just as snow white as Misaki’s and bright blue eyes to match hers marches into the room and takes her by the wrist.           ❝  MISAKI !  What on Earth do you think you are doing, young lady ?                   And you two !  ❞    he barks at the women who are following behind him ; both with the same hair and eyes.

          ❝  W-we’re sorry, Uncle !  ❞    the shorter of the women stammers.

          ❝  She walked away and told us to stay where we were !  ❞

          ❝  She told us not to follow her and then she never came                   back !  ❞

          ❝  ENOUGH, both of you !  ❞    the man snaps, quieting the two of them instantly.  Then he turns his attention toward Gaara.           ❝  You must be the Kazekage.  I am Kazuo Namigata, and  I                   deeply apologize for my daughter’s childish behavior.  She                   is old enough to know how to act like a GUEST instead of a                   PEST, but apparently she needs a revision of that lesson.  ❞

【 ⚫ 𝑘𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑜. ⚫ 】 ———-

sullen eyes    can’t hide the slowly draining life in him. but, kimimaro wasn’t done yet ---------- he had a duty to fulfill    &&    he needed to be alive for it. breath unsteady, he awaits, but he knows the other won’t    fight back.    this wasn’t a    f i g h t    anyway ; years later, kimimaro most likely looked to be in    worse    shape than the last time he’d encountered this familiar face. 

but he’ll never forget his    words.

     Finding herself on training grounds, she had no recollection of what happened prior, but she recognize the terrain to be of Konohagakure's. ( She should be heading home; her mother must have been worried sick. ) When she turns heels toward the village, she hears the sound of sand nearby. Going to the source of the sound, she witnesses a familiar shade of red hair. ( Was the Kazekage visiting? )

     She emerges from behind the trees, approaching him with the intent to greet him politely.

     "Kazekage-sa—-"

     She halts her greeting. When he meets her eye, she notices how different he looked. Much younger, closer to her age. His eyes intimidated her in contrast to the amiable eyes the Kazekage she knew possessed. His presence seemed scarier, threatening.

     "—- So you came to visit, huh?"

     He takes a seat across his uncle, a hint of exhaustion in his face from the exams held that morning. He picks up the cup of tea laid before him, then he chooses to speak with the Kazekage on the subject of the Chunin Exams.