Ani-fun-me

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Never will. Not even in my dream. I do like to mess with the characters though for my own amusement. I make no money off of anythings.

 

 

The Little Mermaid ~Naruto Style~ 

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The sun shines full and bright in the cloudless blue sky. The sea is peaceful and calm, allowing for safe travel and easy fishing. A large ship flying the Kingdom of Suna flags cuts through the water gracefully with the help of the wind.  

Gaara, the youngest prince, stands on the mast leaning against the rail, staring out at the open sea ignoring the commotion  of the crew working behind him. In the distance he can see their destination, The Fire Country. A small smile appears  on his usually stoic face at the thought for finally seeing his fellow princes..  Listening to Naruto and Sasuke bicker. Playing Shogi with Shikamaru. Playing with Akamaru  It was going to be an exciting and  memorable celebration indeed.  And a great time to reconnect and make new memories.

A heavy hand lands on Gaara’s  shoulder, startling him out of his thoughts. He jerks back, turning to look at the person who had disturbed him.  

“Excited?” Kankuro, Gaara’s brother and the oldest prince questions and smile on his painted face. Gaara narrows his eyes at him in confusion.

“”What is on your face.?”

Kankuro steps away, getting out of the younger teens personal space and leans his back against the rail.  

“You like? Matsuri did it. She wants to do this for the kids after the wedding. So I let her practice on me.” He answers, proud of the purple lines marking his face. Gaara raised a nonexistent eyebrow.

“Well..what are you supposed to be?? A clown??”  Kankuro glares at him.

“No. For your information. I’m a puppet master. Like our ancestors. “ Gaara nods, though he still doesn’t get it. But his older brother had always been on the eccentric side so he lets it go.  Turning back to the horizon, he takes a deep breath enjoying the fresh sea air.

“As for your question.” Gaara speaks after a moment, giving Kankuro a side glance. “ Yes I am excited. I think Hinata is a perfect match for Naruto.  She’ll be able to calm him down...Hopefully.”

“Yeah. But I doubt it. No one can control that hyper knucklehead.” Kankuro laughs.  

“The real question is, when are you two knuckleheads going to settle down?” Temari asks coming out of nowhere. Both look at her with wide eyes.

“Wh-What?” Kankuro sputters. Gaara just blinks, caught off guard. It’s not that he hasn't thought about it. He has really. More so after hearing about Naruto’s engagement. Even though he had friends and loving siblings  that cared for him, a part of Gaara longed for someone he could call his. Someone that would love him and someone that he could love. The problem was finding that person. Gaara wasn't picky, perce...but he just hasn’t felt that spark. That zing.  

“You heard me.” Temari says striding confidently over to them in her purple red and white summer dress. She stops in front of the hand on her hips, eyeing them in their loose shirts and pants. She scrunches up her nose, not pleased.

“Really guys? Is that what you’re going to wear? We are a few hours away from shore. Go change into something more..princely…” She waves her hands at their clothes. Kankuro just rolls his eyes.

“Whatever. You just wanna look nice for Prince Nara that’s all.”  He says causing his older sister to blush and glare at him.

“Shut up and go change!” Temari barks, trying hard to fight down the red on her cheeks. Kankuro snickers but obeys.Pushing off the rail, he places his hands in his pockets and strides  off to his cabin.  Gaara follows , chuckling softly. As the brothers step down from the mast onto the main deck, Gaara catches a bit of the crews conversation.

“ Ah..a mighty strong wind,  a following sea and not a cloud in the sky...it be a good day for sailing. . The Sea King must be mighty pleased.”  Gaara stops. The Sea King?  Probably just some sailor  myth, something he wouldn’t normally care about, but he couldn’t help from asking.

“The Sea King?” Gaara says looking at the two men. They look at him, a little shocked. Even though Gaara had been redeemed from the dark deeds of his past and most  still considered his quiet nature a little frightening.

“Ah yes.” The one with the eyepatch speaks up.  “The Sea King. Controller of seas and Ruler  of the merpeople.” Merpeople? Gaara looked over the side of the ship and down into the dark blue sea. He remembers hearing stories about them.  Though he really considers them to be just that. Stories.