Ne, ne mina-san! Mi primer fanfic! I'm happy. I really hope there's a future with this fanfiction about one of my favorite couples: Gaahina :3 It's kind of short because I'm not sure if it'll be good enough - we'll see!
Anywhoo... on to the story, my dear readers. Read and review please!
Wow. He's gorgeous.
Hinata could only gape at Gaara - the player of Konoha High. In the shade of the great oak tree, Hinata was now admiring Gaara; it had been only a few minutes ago that she had decided to quietly read her AP english book. Before Gaara could glance towards her direction, she had quickly looked back down to her book. She would never let him catch her drooling over him, especially when he, in his delicious splendor, was playing around with his many fangirls.
His devoted club of *shudder* fangirls. I wonder if he has stopped looking my way...okay, ready, Hinata? On three you'll check - one, two, three!
Hinata slyly peeked at Gaara - DAMMIT! He was still looking; the never-ending blush that creeped up threatened Hinata to cause her to faint. There was nowhere to hide, not even the book that was lying unattended in her hands was big enough to cover her.
Stupid book. Stupid Gaara, doing these things to me... stupid.
From a few feet away, Gaara snickered and rolled his eyes. Gotcha. He returned his attention to the girls in front of him; quickly he shifted the blonde one to him, and, as if it was the most natural thing, rested his lips on her delectable neck. A short gasp was heard, and before she could react Gaara was already sensually licking her neck.
"You taste wonderful," he murmured. She responded with a light giggle as his tongue began to swirl in small circles. The rest of the girls simply gaped at the scene before them, wishing with the greatest fervor that it had been them who was in the blonde girl's position. No longer was the blonde giggling, but now she was gasping as Gaara slid his hand around her waist and firmly placed his other hand behind her back - she wasn't going anywhere.
"Oh, Gaara, y-you are so-o good," gasped the blonde.
"Trust me, I know," purred Gaara. Satisfied with leaving a very sensitive neck, he began to kiss his way up her neck to her bright, red lips. But instead of kissing her, he had something else in mind...
What in Flapjack's name is he doing! Stop! Somebody stop him, stop his...his DESPICABLE behavior! No, I will not fall for this, I will not!
Hinata hurriedly shoved her book deep within her bookbag, and hauled it over her shoulder. Slipping on her black, converse sneakers - she had taken them off in order to properly relax while reading - she jumped up, ready to run straight home. Hinata loved to run, even if the situation was not in need of it. But this situation - it was in dire need of it. Glowering back to Gaara's "oh so touching" scene, it was now Hinata's turn to gasp.
Gaara had long since stopped sexually harrassing the blonde and was simply staring straight at Hinata. Even though he still held the blonde tightly, he had fixed their position slightly so that he could at least get a very clear view of Hinata. In order to not get the blonde to move her head, he leaned his head towards her ear and whispered nothings about how he loved the way she gasped his name. All the while he was staring straight at Hinata with his aquamarine eyes, never leaving her lavender ones. It was a contest: whoever looked away would owe the other something in return, but what? And how did this become a game?
With all the evil Hinata could muster she glared at Gaara, who in return simply kept his piercing gaze on her. Dammit, what do I do? I can't look away - GAH! No!
Hinata's look of defeat could only make Gaara laugh outloud, practically startling and deafening the blonde he still held. The questioning look the blonde gave him was only ignored as he quickly looked back to Hinata - but she was no longer there. However, her lavender eyes were still haunting his eyesight, and he smiled. At this the blonde squeaked and took the liberty to hug him tightly, obviously delighted that she was the potential cause of that sexy smile. Gaara, completely aware of the blonde now hugging him, semi-forceably pushed her away from him.
"Thanks for the fun time, but I've got to go. See you later," he waved at the blonde and the rest of the girls and jogged to his car. The sleek, black Lamborghini Reventon revved as Gaara slid the key in the ignition, and once again smiled at the memory of the girl he had seen. Who was she? Does she go to Konoha High? I want to see...more of her.
With finality, he pushed his accelerator and left the school parking lot in a flash - if he could, he would look for her, but for now he would simply go to his friend's mansion and party. Today would prove to be a very fulfilling day afterall.
What did you think my beautiful hellions? Please review! :)) I hope to upload more of this fanfic even though this one was kind of short hahahaha!