Kibas pov

"Alright kiddo right this way" they led me into a steamy room. They had stripped me down and handed me a robe which was a little embarrassing. I was confused by this. What could possibly be the reason for this? I soon found that out when the steam faded, revealing a bathhouse.

Before I could react akamaru jumped into the bath, doing a doggy paddle. I giggled before throwing my robe off and jumping into the water. I swam up to akamaru and wrapped my arms around him, giggling until-

"Young man get back here" the maid scolded me. Reluctantly I swam over to the angry woman. She turned me around and started to wash my hair "honestly child you're going to be married into the most prestigious family in the sand. You can't act like a wild animal!"

I looked away shamefully. I guess she has a point. I don't want to do anything to make kankero and the others look bad. I forgot I don't have the luxury of being myself anymore. I thought to what being married would mean. I'd be expected to have his children which I wouldn't mind. I kinda liked the idea of being a mom and I'm sure kankero would make a good father. He's kind, gentle and protective. I've never had a father but I imagine those would be important qualities in a good father

"He's awfully quiet, kankero-sans omega" the woman muttered to each other.

"It's a good thing" an older woman said "omega's should be seen and not heard. Gaara should learn something from him"

"Oh don't get me started on that little monster" the maid spat "that child being born was the worst thing that ever happened the sand"

"As if you can even call him a child. He's more like a demon"

"Shh! Don't let him hear you. You could end up like the others"

I listened to their whispers in disbelief. Why are they saying such cruel things about gaara?