(A/N Yeah, this is just something really random I came up with in five minutes. And it's my first fanfic, so please don't be so mean. Gaara is ooc)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did, there wouldn't be 5 episodes worth of flashbacks.

Walking up to her new apartment, Hinata couldn't help but think about her love life. She was a beautiful, talented kunoichi, with white, clear eyes, silky midnight colored hair, and fair , pale skin.

'Why doesn't Naruto-kun ever notice me?', Hinata thought sadly. Sometimes, she couldn't help but feel sad that she wasn't noticed much. Sakura was beautiful, talented, and strong. Something she knew she would never be. Now, Hinata wasn't one to get jealous, but she did get sad and that was exactly how she felt when Naruto and Sakura's wedding was announced earlier that day. When she got to the floor of her apartment, she headed over to where her room was.

When she got there, she noticed something strange. And it wasn't the fact that there was a giant crater right next to her own apartment. (A/N hey, it's a ninja town. I wouldn't be surprised if Sasuke decided to run around town naked.) Speak of the devil, just then Sasuke ran around the town naked screaming 'Stare at me, ladies!!!'. Half of the people in town sweat dropped, one third did a face-fault, and Hinata blushed like mad.

Anyway, when she looked back at the door, she noticed a poem taped to the handle. Grabbing it, she opened the door and went inside. She sat down on the couch and began to read.

'As I stare into the midnight sky,

I can't help but think of you,

A beautiful maiden some would call,

But I think they are wrong,

Because you are an angel, sent from heaven to earth,

With midnight colored hair,

You captured the moon in your white eyes,

And the stars in your soul so pure,

From,

Your secret admirer,

As Hinata read the letter she blushed, then fainted. Little did she know, a certain red- headed jinchūriki was crouching in a nearby tree, watching her read the letter. As she fainted, he sweat dropped.

"God, am I really that bad at poetry?", he thought out loud, then hopped off to find his siblings. When he found them, they were playing the Pokémon card game.

"Haha! Take that Kankuro, I just thunder-bolted your-", looking up, a girl with four dirty-blonde ponytails noticed the red-head.

"Oh, hey Gaara, how was my advice?", the girl asked 'Gaara'

"I suck at poetry, Temari", he said, with a stoic expression.

"Well, that makes sense…", Kankuro said.

"Shut up, you're the one who lost to Temari in a Pokémon card game."

"You try beating her when she has a Pikachu! It's the main character and no one can beat the main character!" At this statement, everyone sweat dropped.

"Damn Pikachu", he muttered under his breath.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Well…. Yeah…. That's my story! Please review! Oh, I have nothing against Pikachu…