Welcome to Gaia! ::

"Wouldnt be shocked if you did..." Kankuro mumbled after Kiba's first set of words. He looked down at Gaara, and, while still keeping his arms wrapped around him for comfort, shifted so they both stood. He remained as comforting as possible to Gaara as they walked back into the kitchen to finish off their, now cold, soup. He sighed slightly, as that was another thing he tacked onto his 'I made everything worse' list... Cold food.
Kankuro sat next to Gaara and made sure his head injury from smacking it into the table was okay as his little brother ate... He still wasnt hungry, and doubted that he would be, for a while.

Kankuro blinked as he heard Kiba go into the livingroom. Standing, he assured Gaara that he would be right back, and limped into the livingroom, looking at the blankets that some of the dogs were currently warming up. "I call the couch" He grunted, still not looking at Kiba, but managing a twitch of the mouth, which showed he was trying to loosen the atmosphere.

"I dont need special treatment because i'm wounded..." Kankuro muttered, and turned around, heading back to the kitchen to check on Gaara. He sat back in the chair next to his brother, resting a comforting hand on his shoulder. He really didnt want to take over Kiba's room, seeing as how it was his house. Nevermind that Kankuro still was waiting for someone to yell at him for his stupidity....

Kankuro remained by his brother's side as he ate, and removed his hood for a bit. He ran one hand through his hair a bit, wincing as his fingers got caught in some tangles. He continued to run his fingers through his hair to get out most of the tangles, and to relieve, somewhat, some stress. When he was done, he put the hood back on.

Kankuro rested his head on a hand while his elbow rested on the table. He gave a slight glance to Kiba, or more so, his feet, and then looked at the table. "I"m sorry your day didnt.... possibly go as planned..." He murmered, talking to Kiba even though he wasnt looking at the other boy. His eyes were begining to droop, he noticed, but he opened them wide again. Not for himself, even though he had some things he still needed to solve, but for Gaara, and Kiba, so he could solve those problems, and possibly make their sleep that night a little bit better.

Gaara found that he wasn't hungry, but, he ate anyway. Once finished, he looked at his brother. He reached up and squeezed the other's hand, giving him a small smile. He then looked to Kiba, "Thanks for letting us spend the night." Even though the Shukaku was gone from him now, Gaara doubted he would be getting much sleep tonight.

He moved and sat on his brother's lap. He curled up and restedhis head on Kankurou's chest. It was amazing how small Gaara could force himself to seem, "You can use the guest room." Gaara whispered to his brither, He knew that sleeping in Kiba's room would probably make him uncomfortable, "And don't worry. I'm not mad at you or anything and I'm sure Kiba isn't either." The innocence in Gaara's voice was still strong. He kissed Kankurou on the cheek and stood up. He went over to Kiba and did the same before heading up the stairs without another word.

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Shikamaru nodded, lapsing into silence. He watched Sasuke's movements carefully and worked up a foo proof stratedgy in no time. He moved a piece that didn't seem to affect Sasuke's move what-so-ever. Hopefully, the Uchiha would fall for the trap he was laying.

Sasuke raised an eyeebrow at the pony-tailed boy's move. He tapped his lips in though. "Hn..." He grumbled softly. He moved his hand again and moved a tile that did nothing for him or for Shikamaru. That was Sasuke's style. He lead people off into another direction. Then when no one understanding his moves...Bam! Take that!

Kiba stayed awake for awhile, thinking. I really shouldn't have told them, should I? We could at least still be friends if I hadn't. With that thought he fell into a fitful sleep.

Akamaru jumped on to the bed with Gaara and moved close to him.