A Caring brother

First off! This is NOT Beta-read and English is not my native language so please bare with me. The two betas I have are mia and loa atm. I have the tendency to run long sentences here and there but please try not to mind that! I try my best when my muse hits me so please be gentle when it comes to grammar and sentence issues :p

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Chapter V
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For the first time in a week, Gaara appeared at the breakfast table and shocked both Kankuro and Temari who sat at the table already. Kankuro was drinking coffee which he had found the liking to, one of the things that Temari had brought back from her travels around the world.

"Gaara..!"

Temari said and instantly rose from the table with a warm smile on her lips.

"Good morning! Would you like some breakfast?"

He nodded quietly and his sister instantly went to get him a cup, some tea that he liked and put some toast in the toaster. The redhead glanced at Kankuro to look at the cup he was holding to his lips. It smelled strange but Gaara still tilted his head to look at his brother, following the cup as it was placed on the table again. Kankuro just gave him a kind look and pretended that the night a few days ago never happened, Gaara didn't complain; quite the opposite actually. They hadn't really seen each other since then either. Temari had been the one to come with food and take the tray away with half eaten food on since Kankuro had been working double shifts for about a week now.

"Gaara, come… sit"

Temari said, placing his tea on the table by his chair at the table at the same time seafoam colored eyes turned to look at her just before he moved towards his chair at the end of the table sitting on the opposite side of Kankuro, Temari to his left and the actual kitchen behind her.

Somehow the silence in the kitchen became thick and you could cut it with a knife without problem. The toast flicked up with a seemingly loud sound in the silence and Temari instantly looked over to the bench before she moved over to get it. Once again Gaara and Kankuro gave each other looks, exchanging unspoken sentences. Just before Temari came back to the table with Gaara's toast on a small plate, Kankuro offered his cup towards his brother.

"Wanna taste? It's real good"

"…what is it?"

"It's called coffee, Temari got it from one of her travels."

"Nh…"

He reached out and took the cup from Kankuro, smelled the aroma of what was in it and frowned slightly with his right brow before he took a sip and made a mine of disgust, causing Kankuro to chuckle softly while taking the cup back.

"It's disgusting…"

The comment caused Kankuro to laugh out instead, Temari giving him a look as if wanting him to shut up of course, just like mother hen's do.

"Why don't you try it with a bit of milk in it? You can drink it that way too"

"nh.."

Gaara nodded to Temari, it couldn't possibly taste worse than it had. She rose again and went to get a cup and poured some coffee in it then some milk and returned to the table and placed it by Gaara.

"I drink it this way, it makes the taste a little softer"

She informed and Gaara once again smelled the aroma, agreeing quietly in his mind that it did smell softer with milk in it. He took a sip and tasted it while Temari and Kankuro watched him for any form of reaction to it.

"Mh… better"

He said in approval, taking another drink of the brown liquid in the cup, for the moment abandoning his tea. Gaara took one of the toasted bread slices and brought in to his mouth, biting one of the corners while his siblings returned to eating as well, pleased that Gaara had found something new he seemed to like, no matter if it was momentarily or not.

Gaara had insisted he would work in his office today. He hadn't been at work at all for a week now, all thanks to Kankuro insisting to tell the council that he was ill and had to get better before anyone even dared to come and 'bother' him, and as long as there was not a matter of life and death, Gaara was not to be bothered at home either. Everything was to be tended to by either Baki or Kankuro himself and if seen fit or needed, they would talk to the kazekage but no one else unless the kazekage himself requested it.

Gaara now sat in his office reading through papers that had been stacking up while he had been at home. To be honest nothing had really changed but his feeling of responsibility, as the leader of Suna kept nagging at him and told him he couldn't stay away for too long no matter how much Temari wanted him to rest.

He had been working all day even though it was a slow pace and he had asked not to be disturbed and no one had even knocked on his door or bothered him just as he requested. Things had been calm and good during his absence for a week and that pleased him quite well. The paper work he still needed to sign of course and he had told his brother he could do it and he had been for quite a while now, but as soon as the sun had disappeared behind the sand hills outside, he started to feel uneasy again even though he tried to push it down and try to ignore it. It worked for a while but after a few minutes, panic hit him when the uneasy feeling just wouldn't stay hidden or ignored.

"Ngh..!"

Gaara grabbed tufts of red hair by his temples as the pen dropped down on the document on the desk and rolled away from him. He made a mine of mental pain soon followed by a whimper he couldn't choke and rose from the chair and heard it tip over behind him while he stumbled towards the door to get out of the office.
He got the door open and called his gourd to re-form on his back which it did instantly, the sand moving from being formed as the gourd from resting by his desk, to re-form from a wave of sand in the air, to hang on his back. Gaara groaned, holding himself along the walls to get out getting some fresh air to try and calm his senses. The screaming silence in his head was overwhelming and he simply couldn't take it anymore. The hallways seemed to be so long, so endless. He choked another whimper while still holding his hair by his left temple, his right hand moving along the walls while he walked somewhat crouched over.

"c-can't do this… can't do this!"

He mumbled to himself while turning to the left in the hallway to get out. Just as he opened the door he hit something hard with a groan and stumbled backwards and expected to fall to the floor when someone grabbed his upper arms to steady him. He choked a whimper and exhaled just before he heard a voice he knew well.
"Gaara?... Gaara! Are you okay? "

There was a moment of silence while Gaara tried to form an answer and when it didn't come, he was escorted outside by strong arms leading him.

"Let's take some air… okay?"

"nh…"

He mumbled while still being hunched over when he felt himself being transported somewhere else.