Title: A Day in the Life of a High School Shinobi

Author: Mazoku-princess

Show Original: Naruto

Rating: pg-13 to R

Warnings: shounen-ai yaoi. Maybe a little smut…Gaara might be waaay OOC, seeing as I don't really know his character. Actually…I doubt anybody, save Masashi-sensei, knows him. T-T Sadness.

Summary: Gaara has just moved to Leaf Village with his siblings and instantly his eye is caught on the young, beautiful blonde boy, Naruto. However, when Sasuke proclaims his love for the boy, Gaara seems to be out of time. What will he do to win the boy's heart? AU.

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(Begin chapter one)

He couldn't believe it. He couldn't fucking believe it.

Sasuke had beaten him to it…had beaten him to Naruto. The raven haired teen had pulled the golden haired one aside during gym and had kissed him. Right in front of everyone!

Now he was fuming between his siblings. 'That bastard…' he growled to himself, seeing Naruto shyly return the kiss.

"Gaara?" his sister, Temari, asked tentatively, touching his arm softly. "Are you okay? You're face is all red…"

The red head turned away, going back to his punching bag. Suddenly he saw Sasuke's face init's sand and straw depths and wanted nothing more than to destroy the damned thing!

"Leave 'im alone, 'Mari," Kankurou growled from his own weight-lift machine. The red haired boy's older brother sighed as he slowly lifted the weight bar off his chest and onto its cradle. "He'll be fine when he gets the mood out of his system," he added softly

Temari did not seem convinced, however, as she dared to touch her brother again. "Gaara…"

The boy whirled around, throwing her back into his brother's arms. "Don't touch me, Temari!" he snarled.

Asuma-sensei was immediately there. "Everythin' alright?" he asked, giving the red head a critical eye. Gaara only growled, turning around and pounding into the punching bag again.

"Ha…hai, sensei," Temari said softly, gaining her footing back. "Arigatou. We were only talking…"

Asuma-sensei looked unimpressed, but nodded and walked off, probably to break up Sasuke and Naruto, who were now breathing rather heavilly.The pink haired Sakura and her best friend, Ino, were taking pictures of the two boys but immediately put away their cameras when the hall monitors Shikamaru and Kiba appeared next to them.

But that really didn't matter, at least, not to Gaara. What mattered to him, at that moment, was beating Sasuke, destroying the other boy's body beyond repair so that he, and only he, could have Naruto.

Almost too soon, Asuma-sensei blew the whistle that told everyone to go back to the locker rooms and change. Gaara growled, not wanting to leave the bloodied image in his head: in the span of the ten-fifteen minutes he'd had to beat on the punching bag, he'd created not just a couple dents but had ripped in several places as well. In his mind he saw that bastard's face, broken, bloodied, destroyed.He gave the hanging item a final thump and turned away. Temari reached out to hold him, but he quickly walked off. Kankurou patted his sister's shoulder and sighed.

"He'll be fine," he said softly. "I promise."

(A)

"S-Sasuke…" the golden haired teenager purred, his eyes closed tightly as the raven haired teen ravished his lips and mouth.

"Hm?"

"Can't…breathe…" Sasuke groaned as he pulled away, giving Naruto an annoyed look.

"Can't you even hold your breath, dobe!" he growled.

Naruto bristled at the insult. "Of-of course I can! You just surprised me!" Sasuke's look, a careful collage of lust and want, left Naruto breathless again.

"That's what I thought," the raven haired one sighed, pulling away and straightening his uniform. It was just before their last class of the day, both were in the men's bathroom on a—strange to believe—complete coincidence. Sasuke couldn't help himself as he pounced on the golden haired teen and ruthlessly attacked him. Naruto now stood there, half breathless, mostly dazed, and a part annoyed.

The look on the boy's face was precious! He looked far sexier than Sasuke could remember him ever being, and that included right after their first "kiss", back almost a year ago…

Naruto had jumped up on his desk and was giving him the darkest look he could imagine. The boy in front of the blonde turned to his side slightly, to better see a friend but bumped Naruto in the process…right into Sasuke. There was total silence in the classroom, even after the boy turned around to apologize.

"N-Naruto…" Sakura growled, as did so many other girls in the room, "You are so going to die..."

Sasuke smiled at the memory as he gazed at Naruto again. "Y'know, usuratonkachi," he said, moving to wrap an arm around Naruto's shoulders, "we're going to be late for class." That seemed to snap the blonde shinobi out of his gaze.

"Kuso!" he gasped, quickly grabbing up his bag and rushing toward the door. Sasuke grinned, picking up my own bag and following. Unfortunetly, his class was down the hall, while Naruto's was on the opposite end.

Naruto was running, and running, and running, not noticing anything, that is, until he bumped into something. More precisely, someone.

"I-itai…" he groaned, rubbing his head and looking up at the mess that was his bag: the strap had broken again and its contents having flown all over the floor. Sitting opposite him was that new transfer student…the red haired one…what was his name? George? Greg? Gloria? Naruto couldn't remember, he could only look at the mess before him in a mixture of amazement and shock. "Shimatta… I'm going to be late…"

The red head looked up with slightly pink-tinged cheeks—Naruto, of course, not noticing this fact—and stood up. "You okay?" he asked, holding out his hand to help the other shinobi up. The blonde ignored the hand and began to pick his papers up grumbling about how he needed a new bag and how much he hated his life. With a sigh, the redhead knelt down to help pick up the scattered sheets. As soon as they'd slipped the last piece into Naruto's bag, the bell rang. Naruto cursed, earning him a surprised look from the red head.

"Naruto, what are you doing out here?" The voice came from behind them. Naruto jumped at the voice and turned around to grin sheepishly at his favorite teacher.

"Eh heh…konnichiwa, Iruka-sensei!" he greeted and waved at the boy he'd bumped into. "I was on my way to class, and I kinda fell into this guy and my bag broke"—here he held up the ripped strap—"and he helped me pick up all my papers!"

Iruka raised a brow. "Naruhodo." He smiled at the redhead. "You're the new student from the Sand, right? Gaara, right?" The red haired shinobi nodded, not saying anything. "Well, I guess I'll walk you guys to class."

"Geometry…" Naruto said sullenly, which Gaara seconded with a nod.

Iruka nodded and gestured for the boys to follow. "I hope you're doing well in all of your classes, Naruto," the teacher said, giving the boy a rough, father-ish look.

Naruto grinned up at him. "Of course!"

Gaara was beside himself, trying to hold back a nosebleed at how adorable Naruto was. Iruka noticed him first.

"You okay? Your nose is bleeding." Gaara frowned and nodded, reaching into his pocket for a tissue and quickly mopping up his mess. He'd have to not stare at Naruto too much, he decided, otherwise he was going to have an almost constant hemorrhage.

Naruto leaned in close, looking at him carefully. "How come you look familiar?" he asked.

The red head almost fell over. "We're in the same classes," he said, almost tartly. Iruka frowned, but said nothing.

It was going to be a long day…

(B)

Finally the bell rang and Naruto was the first out of the class room. Kakashi-sensei smiled and gave everyone their homework, save the blonde of course. "Whoever sees Naruto," he said pleasantly, "give him this homework." Gaara stepped up and took two sheets. He'd see Naruto, he promised himself, that day. Otherwise, he'd just have to do the boy's homework for him.

Maybe…maybe then… With a sigh, Gaara trudged down the hall, towards his siblings, and quickly left. His eyes caught Naruto hugging Sasuke near the entrance, but he quickly looked away. He did not wish to get angry.

'But the homework…' a voice whispered softly at the back of his mind. With a soft curse, he turned away from Temari and Kankurou—earning confused glances from the said—and quickly made a beeline for the two.

"Oi, Naruto," he grumbled softly as soon as he'd drawn near. Sasuke gave him a very dark look, smugness plastered across his face. "This is your homework. You left class before Kakashi could give it to you."

The blonde shinobi smiled brightly. "Arigatou!" he said happily, taking the sheet of paper and hugging the redhead. The look on Sasuke's face changed from smug to annoyed, even as Gaara's went from indifferent to embarrassed. "I was wondering if that old bastard would give us some…" He pulled away and grinned sheepishly, turning back to Sasuke. "Well, I'll see you around!" And he took the darker haired teen's arm and started walking away.

Gaara slowly shuffled back to his siblings, who were giving him confused glances. He just growled and led the way back to their new apartment.

He now had a burning hatred for that Uchiha boy…and one way or another he'd have Naruto for himself. How, he wasn't sure, he just knew that the Uzumaki would be his.

(End chapter one)

Its all so interesting, isn't it? How my mind can go from NaruxKakashixSasu to NaruxGaaraxSasu. Heh. I just love myself, I guess. Next update possibly after chapter six of the other one…the untitled one. Eh heh…