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Que Sera Sera	By : Rockrgrl4 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 5886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hey guys! So I'm finally updating again! ^^

Sorry about the inactivity lately. School just started and I've been really busy trying to get re-organized. I'm going to try to update more often now, but…don't count on it. ^^

I'll REALLY try, I promise.

Anyway, here's chapter 3 of Que Sera Sera! Enjoy!

-K.

"Kankuro-san, Haruno-san was due here over an hour ago-" a Suna gatekeeper began.

"I know that," Kankuro of the sand snarled at said gatekeeper, "People run late all the time. Stop saying it!"

Kankuro was getting anxious. He hadn't seen or heard from the leaf kunoichi yet, and she had been due here over an hour ago. It wasn't like her to be late…perhaps something had happened?

'No,' Kankuro's reasoned mentally, 'if she was in trouble she would have contacted one of our villages for assistance.'

….but what if she had been kidnapped?

'Good lord, Kankuro, get a grip on yourself. She is a kunoichi, not a child. She can take care of herself.'

Regardless of the comfort that statement brought to his mind, it didn't quell the tightening in his chest, or slow his erratic heartbeat. Wait-tightening chest? Erratic heartbeat? What the hell was going on with him?

Before Kankuro had the chance to consider his symptoms, however, one of his guards called out, "There's somebody headed our direction. Everyone, eyes on the horizon, at two-o'clock!"

Kankuro immediately whipped around and stood up a little straighter. He was her escort, after all, and he was to appear professional towards her on behalf of his village.

Too bad he lived in the desert, or surely he would have noticed that his hands were sweatier than usual.

Soon enough, a heavily cloaked figure (heavily cloaked to prevent sand from getting in the hair, clothes, and eyes) stood in front of the gate and slipped it's hood back, revealing a beautiful young woman with bright jade green eyes and a mess of vibrant bubblegum pink hair. The gatekeepers asked her a few standard questions and she answered them gracefully, thus allowing them to gain her entrance into the village. As soon as her gaze shifted away from the two gatekeepers, her eyes met his. Time stood still for a moment between the two, before Kankuro recovered and quickly extended his hand with a greeting. "Welcome to Suna, Haruno Sakura." The jounin smiled. "It's been a while."

The rosette smiled gently at him, and returned his welcome with a nod and a smile. "Indeed. How are your brother and sister?" She politely asked.

Somewhat taken aback by her immediate concern for the welfare of his siblings, it took him a moment before replying with, "They are well. Gaara wishes to speak with you, and Temari as well. Only she will wait until after you've spoken with my brother, of course."

Chuckling lightly, Sakura amusedly replied, "Hai. Lead the way, escort." Sakura laughed lightly and punched his arm playfully.

Kankuro was shocked even further. Not only was she teasing him, but she was accepting his family as if they were old friends! He was liking this girl more and more. She was already unlike anything he'd ever previously encountered.

Although, admittedly, his arm wasn't, and Kankuro now had to act like that punch hadn't hurt at all. It seemed her reputation for her monstrous strength preceded her.

On the way to the Kazekage's offices the two exchanged polite banter, asking about how their lives have been since they last saw each other. They talked about each other's villages and Kankuro's family. They even talked about his recovery and her late arrival, which was caused by a late start earlier that morning. She had stayed overnight in a small inn Kankuro was familiar with, and there had been a small scuffle there this morning; Someone had accused her of being a tramp, and Sakura "dealt" with the young man before returning on her journey, but three men-the man who'd called her a tramps' lackeys-followed her, and she'd had to lose their tail before continuing on her way.

"So it sounds like you had an eventful trip." Kankuro joked, although he was inwardly filled with rage at the thought of someone calling her a tramp. She was the kindest, sweetest, most innocent person he knew. She was so far from a tramp that it was ridiculous.

"Yeah," Sakura giggled, "Totally eventful. Three days alone in the wilderness with no one to talk to but my backpack. Yep, it was definitely full of adventure."

Kankuro put on a shocked face. "You talk to your backpack?" He asked in horror, and Sakura busted out laughing.

After taking a deep breath, Sakura blew out again and chuckled, "Oh man, I haven't laughed like that since I saw Lee chasing Kiba around the village screaming, 'Oh the joys of springtime youth!'. Kiba and Hinata are together now, you see, and that was Lee's way of congratulating Kiba on asking her out. Well, Kiba just ran in the other direction and Lee went after him until Kiba threatened to burn every green piece of clothing he owned, including his jumpsuits."

At this, Kankuro was also laughing. "Are you serious?" He choked, trying to find a chance to breathe between laughs.

"Yeah," Sakura grinned, "There's more, but I'll tell you later."

Kankuro looked over at her, frowning, and asked, "Why not just tell me now?"

Sakura looked at him, confused. "Well, isn't that Kazekage-sama's office building right there?" She asked perplexedly.

Kankuro shifted his gaze away from hers to inspect a large three story dome shaped structure looming over the city. There were several windows, peering out to take in Suna, whilst simultaneously providing the citizens the tiniest opportunities to see inside as well. It was quite impressive, with its large, heavy doors and many shinobi guards were posted around its perimeter. Above the doors was an inscription for all to see, "The eyes of Suna are watching", along with the Kazekage's insignia below said inscription, both of which were comfortably perched above the doorway.

Well, damn. He hadn't even been able to hear about Lee.

Although something nagged him in the back of his mind that it wasn't Lee he had wished to know about.

After Sakura's meeting with Gaara, Kankuro was to take the kunoichi to the Kazekage's mansion-the three sibling's own place of residence-because she was a valued ally to Suna. Under the jurisdiction of the treaty signed between Suna and Konoha, the two villages' shinobi were now to work together and help each other out-as every member of each village should do. As Sakura was not only a symbol of this treaty, but the highly praised medic apprentice of the lady Godaime Hokage, she was given a much higher status. It also helped greatly that she had helped to save both he and his own brother the Kazekage's live as well. Therefore, she was to stay in their own home, as a special, high-priority guest to Suna.

Kankuro didn't know how he felt about that.

Having the same woman he'd been dreaming about sleep under the same roof as he after 7 years was unsettling. He would have to get over it, however. She was a guest helping out his village, and the least he could do was show her proper respect.

So now, as Kankuro waited outside the Kazekage's office for Sakura's meeting with his brother to end, Kankuro replayed their meeting over and over in his mind. She had gotten very beautiful over the years-even more so than he had last seen her, in fact. She had filled out much more-both her chest and hips were generously proportioned and her creamy skin was smooth and unblemished. Skin such as hers was uncommon for shinobi, since they were exposed to conditions civilians never had to experience. Her pink hair was still short-it seemed she had kept it that way all these years-and her eyes were still a brilliant jade green. There was something missing from them, however. The sweetness and innocence that had once been there 7 years ago had disappeared. There were worry lines on her face, and her beautiful eyes appeared happy, but only those close to her could discern otherwise. Yes, something was missing from them.

And Kankuro wanted to find out what, for reasons he himself didn't understand.

After she emerged from Gaara's office, Kankuro nodded wordlessly and motioned for her to follow him. She nodded back to show she understood, and fell in line beside him. He didn't try to make conversation with her again, because he knew she would want to take time to consider her mission and the orders she had just received. So, naturally, when she spoke up and started talking to him again, he was surprised.

"Kazekage-sama said you are to be my escort now full time, rather than Temari-san," Sakura stated, and grinned at him, "Are you sure you're up to it?"

Kankuro scoffed, "Oh please. I've had enough escort missions in the past to know how women are. I don't think you'll be any worse than what I've already seen."

"Oh, I don't know," Sakura laughed, "I've been told I'm pretty difficult when it comes to shopping. Of course, my best friend is the one that forces me to go most of the time." Sakura chuckled to herself, "And she practically lives with shopping bags glued to her side."

"That Yamanaka girl?" Kankuro asked in mock-horror, "You're not like her, are you?"

"NO! No, no, no," Sakura laughed again, "I'm a lot more controlled when it comes to shopping. Besides, if I do go, I usually know exactly what I want beforehand. I don't like to spend all my time in stores." Sakura scowled, "I have better things to do with my time."

Kankuro faked a sigh of relief, which made the corners of Sakura's lips twitch.

"Well thank Kami," he breathed, "I don't think I can handle another one like that. I once had an escort mission for the Daimyo's daughter. It should have taken us about 3 days to get to our destination, but it took us two weeks because she had to shop at every single store she saw. We started the mission with a single cart and 3 escorts, and by the time we got her safely home we made up a whole caravan."

At that, Sakura cracked a grin, "Well, prepare your carts then, sir. We're going shopping."

The volume of their chatter and laughter gradually increased until they came upon the sand siblings' home-the Kazekage mansion. Like the other buildings in the immediate area, it was dome-shaped with many open windows, only much, much larger. There were four stories to the mansion, with a wing on each side. Each wing jutted backwards rather than forwards as most traditional buildings are made, and other than the actual building itself, the land was pretty barren. Without any plants or any other sort of vegetation, landscaping wasn't really possible. Sand covered the ground, and with every breath of the wind it shifted. Dirt and debris flew everywhere. Although, even with all of these inconveniences, Sakura still thought it had a homey feel to it.

"Well, this is the front entrance," Kankuro's voice dropped to a gruffer, professional tone, "There are others, but there are shinobi guards stationed at every door. They are always there, although they rotate in shifts, so it might not be the same person every time."

Leading her around to the sides and back of the mansion, he showed Sakura where everything was. Every entrance, every add-on, and she even met a few of the sentry's. Beyond that point, Kankuro started the indoor tour.

The first thing Sakura saw was the kitchen. Everything was high-tech and new, which was to be expected, but they had servants. Tsunade-shishou didn't have servants because of the risk they carried. It would make it so much easier for enemy nin to get close to private information or people in general if they could play the part of a servant or maid. Therefore, she highly disapproved of keeping them. She only kept those she absolutely trusted-such as her niece, Shizune-san-close to her. That way, if someone tried to impersonate her, Tsunade-sama would absolutely be able to tell that it wasn't her, because she had known her for so long and knew how she acted.

Which is why it was so shocking Gaara-sa-uhh, Kazekage-sama, would keep servants; he must have really been trying more and more to trust people.

Beyond the kitchen, Kankuro showed her all the different floors and where everything was-including their absolutely astounding library-and finally, on the 3rd floor, Kankuro showed her to her room.

"Well, this is it," Kankuro finally said, "Sorry for the long tour, but I wanted you to at least get the gist of where everything was. Your room is here," he nodded to a room conveniently located in the center of the hallway, "and mine is right there at the end of the hall. We each had a floor to ourselves, until Temari moved out two years ago. Ever since then it's just been me and Gaara. Gaara's room is on the fourth floor, the one right above us. No one really ever goes up there, and there's nothing up there except for spare bedrooms, which is why I didn't take you up there." Kankuro flashed a grin, "I didn't think you would mind." Pausing for a moment before continuing, he shrugged. "But seriously, Gaara likes his privacy, so we don't bother him. Anyway, if you need anything, I'm right there," he nodded, indicating the room at the end of the hall again, "or you can ask a guard or even Gaara, if you ever catch him at home. Your things were brought up earlier, so they should already be in there waiting for you."

Sakura smiled and nodded her thanks, "I'll see you in the morning then? I mean, since you're going to have to show me where the hospital is?"

Kankuro nodded, "I'll be at your door at 7:30. Don't be late."

"I won't," Sakura promised, "Thanks again, Kankuro."

Kankuro nodded once again, and turned away, heading for his own bedroom. As soon as he had turned his back, Sakura turned the knob and entered her own room.

Her heart almost stopped right then and there.

A huge room with exquisite, expensive furnishings stared back at her, and Sakura's inner let out a girlish squeal of delight.

The walls were painted a deep maroon, with golden accents to the trim and curtains. A chandelier hung simply from the ceiling, and a large bed was conveniently located off to the side. A closet was on the opposite side, along with a dresser and a large body mirror. Behind the bed was the door to bathroom, which was relatively small but still extraordinarily lavish. A step-in dark brown tiled shower was in the center, with a toilet and sink on either side. The theme in here was dark tile with silver accents, and it was beautiful.

"Kami. I may never leave." Sakura whispered in awe, spinning in a circle in the middle of the-her-room. Eventually, once the shock wore off, she started laughing happily and fell backwards onto her new bed; arms sprawled out beside her head. She was absolutely thrilled.

This was more than she could have asked for-a chance to help people by using her medicinal gifts in another village away from Konoha. It was like a vacation for her-going away from Konoha, but with the chance to still be able to work. She was staying in a fancy room-in the Kazekage's mansion for Kami's sake-and having the time of her life.

This was going to be a good year.

Kankuro was lying in bed, flat on his back and arms behind his bed, thinking.

Just what was this girl to him? He couldn't stop thinking about her…

Her hair was beautiful, and looked so soft.

Her eyes were swimming with earthy green hues, and it was so easy for him to drown himself in them…

Her body was enticing. Never in all of his 23 years had he ever been so drawn to anyone or anyone's body like he was drawn to hers. She was an enigma, a pile of questions unanswered. Why was she so kind? Why was she so different? Why did he constantly think and dream of her?

And why the hell was he reacting to her being here this much?

Sighing to himself, Kankuro rolled over and slid underneath his covers. It was going to be a long night, he knew.

And sure enough sleep evaded him as surely as the cause was a certain pink-haired angel just yards away.

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