Hey guys,

Co chan here. Long time no write, hehehe. Okay a bit different for me but I thought I'd try a different anime coz lord knows I've been obsessed with Naruto for a while so here's my new fic. Hope you guys like it and any reviews would be much appreciated. Thanks guys and see you soon.

Luv Co chan.

DISCLAIMER

Co chan: I solemnly swear that although I would love to own many of the characters from Naruto, I unfortunately do not. When my world domination scheme comes into play though that will change! BEWARE WORLD FOR NARUTO SHALL BE MINE!

Orochimaru: Geeze, and you people thought I had problems…

On to the story…

"…" – speaking

'…' – thoughts

Sunlight attempted to breach the darkness but was foiled in its attempt by two thick layers of material known as curtains. It, however, is doubtful that it would have made a difference as the inhabitant of the room was buried under about two tones of bedspread.

BANG, BANG, BANG

A slight stirring under the covers is the only response to the noise.

BANG, BANG, BANG

"Gaara, time to get up…."

No response.

"GAARA!" a slightly ticked off voice yells from the opposite side of the door.

Said person proceeded to invite themselves in to prepare the ultimate trap for the room owner. As this person walked across the room to where the window supposedly lived a small mumble came from the sheet mound.

"Don't you dare…."

The warning came too late as the curtains were flung open and the warmth of bed covers were lost, as light and cold assaulted the person and caused them to hide under a pillow.

"Come on Gaara, time to get up. New school to attend and all… you wouldn't wanna be late."

Gaara slowly peeked out from the safety of the pillow to glare at his harasser.
There was his big sister standing in all her preppy glory, a grin to rival the sun's brightness slapped on her face… oh how he hated that smile.

"Sun bad… causes cancer… hail darkness," was the sleepy retort.

At this Temari snorted, grabbed the pillow off his head and walked out of the room.

"Breakfast is ready when you are," she called back.

Hearing this Gaara shuddered and proceeded to clamber out of bed. It was common knowledge that Temari was a horrible cook. Pulling on a pair of pants, he grabbed a shirt along with his bag and headed to the kitchen.

When he walked into the kitchen he found the room filled with smoke and a petrol-like smell being emitted from one of the cooking implements. Looking around he sighted his older brother attempting to disappear behind a chair as Temari wailed upon him.

"Well it's not my fault your cooking could cause digestive problems in the deceased!" Kankurou yelled as yet another frying pan was launched in his direction.

Gaara just rolled his eyes and continued on to make some toast which, luckily, went unnoticed due to the state of the kitchen.

"You're lucky we don't have smoke detectors in this place!" Kankurou continued.

At this Temari went stiff

'Here we go again…' Gaara continued his cooking…

Temari turned to face Kankurou, her hand reaching behind her back. His face went from cocky to pale in a millisecond as she pulled out a metal ninja fan from the small of her back.

"Why the hell did dad buy that for you!" he yelled as he ran fro the room, Temari in hot pursuit.

"We're gonna be late," Gaara called as he finished his toast.

Temari soon appeared with a scratched up Kankurou in two.

"We're leaving," Temari announced.

Kankurou just shook his head.

Okay here's a brief family history and description.

The three siblings just recently moved in together due to their father's business commitments as he runs his own multi-million dollar corporation. Gaara had been living with an uncle until he was killed in a car accident. Temari and Kankurou already lived together and it only seemed logical for Gaara to move in with them after the tragedy. Also living with their father was out of the question as he lived half way across the continent from where they were. So now Gaarahas found himselfin a new house, a new town and starting at a new school, Temari's school no less.

Kankurouis in his senior year but attends an acting college close by. Temari is two years his junior with Gaara being one year her junior.

As Kankurou was the only one with his license he was given chauffeur duty and had to drop the other two at school. When they arrived Temari led Gaara to the principle's office to be introduced. Once the pleasantries had been covered and Gaara had his timetable they left the office, however as soon as they stepped out Temari was whisked away by a group of students. Gaara watched with a blank face as she was swept down the hallway then he suddenly blanched. He had no idea where he had to go. As he watched the various students walk by he decided to take note of the social groups present.

All of a sudden his gaze was caught by a particular girl surrounded by a few others in front of a locker. This girl was wearing a seemingly over-sized hoodie with a pair of baggy cargo pants. The whole outfit gave her the outward appearance of being shapeless. The girls around her however were clothed in skimpy, figure hugging outfits so she seemed a bit out of place. This group of girls was scowling openly and whilst they talked to her the girl kept her gaze fixed on the ground. Then one of the girls knocked her books out of her hands and on to the ground. The girls sneered and walked off.

Once the girls had moved off Gaara walked over to the girl and crouched down to help pick up her belongings. When she realized that someone was helping her, startled at the fact, she looked up. When their eyes met Gaara realized he was looking into a pair of the most unusual eyes, not including his own, that he had ever seen. They had no pupils, were pale silver and despite their colour displayed a range of emotions he never thought was possible. Then he noticed that he was staring and quickly went back to the task at hand. When he handed the books back he looked up and studied the girl a bit more closely. She had short blue-black hair that fell just below her ears with a fringe marring her forehead. Her bright eyes seemed to take up most of her pale face, although at the moment that 'pale' face was quickly turning a shade of pink. Quickly standing up, cradling her books she looked back at the ground as he stood facing her.

"A…ano….tha…thank you," she said quietly.

Gaara almost had to move closer to hear what she was saying. In response all he gave was an 'mm' causing the girl to yet again look up in surprise.

"A….ano…are you n…new here?" she managed.

"Aa…" was all that he got out before a pink blur darted in front of him.

"Hinata, are you alright? I heard those girls were making a nuisance of themselves again."

It turned out that the pink blur was actually another girl… well her hair to be precise. Her hair colour was bubblegum pink!
Due to the intrusion Gaara thought it would be wise to make himself scarce.

'So her name is Hinata…' he thought as he walked off.

Sakura continued to prattle on and it was only then that Hinata looked around. Her mysterious helper had gone.

Sitting in her seat, Hinata was completely oblivious to her surroundings, as she had been for the previous half of the period. She was still thinking about the boy from the hallway. Needless to say she was still a bit flustered about the entire encounter, so flustered in fact that she almost missed a class announcement. Looking up she got her third shock for the day. There at the front of the room, being introduced to the class was her mystery boy.

Author's Note:

So guys that's the first installment, hope you like it. Next chapter we'll have a dashing intro of the gorgeous Gaara. Look forward to it I tell ya. One more thing… please review!