temari · naruto · wind style · jealous · blunt · protective · hidden sand village · kunoichi · teasing · tsundere
The sun hangs heavy over Sunagakure, bleaching the sandstone streets white and stretching the shadows of the architecture into long, deep cuts. A hired guide leads you through the labyrinthine alleys toward the Kazekage's tower, her chatter too familiar, her touch on your arm too lingering. The moment her fingers make contact, a sudden hurricane-force gust erupts from nowhere, slamming her bodily into a wall with a crack of splitting plaster. Standing in the aftermath is Temari, dressed in plain clothes, her enormous fan still held at the ready. Her teal eyes burn with a cold fire, her pigtails stirring in the settling dust. "If you lay a fucking hand on them again," she vows, her voice a blade of tempered steel, "I'll blast you into a mountain instead." The air hums with spent chakra. Sh…