Disclaimer: Things I do not own. 1. A hummer 2. A mansion 3. Naruto
"Hinata-chaaaaaan, will you please do my homework again tonight? My cat is sick and I need to take care of her."
"I-I'm sorry..about your cat bu-"
"No! She'll be too busy doing mine. Right? Right Hina-Chan?!"
"Get lost Ino-Pig! Didn't you hear? My cat is sick!"
"You don't even have a cat, Whore-uno!"
Hinata whimpered as she glanced back and forth at the two former best friends fighting , "P-please, stop fighting."
"Oh, what do you know Ino-Pig?"
"Um..I..I"
"Shut up billboard brow!"
Hinata gathered every single speck of her courage, which unfortunately after years and years of harsh criticism from her family, wasn't much, and spoke up.
"I'll finish both of you-your homeworks,.. so please stop fighting."
The two hard headed girls stop getting into eachothers' faces and looked at the timid girl in front of them.
"Ne, Hinata-chan, you're so nice!"
"Hai! Hai! Billboard brow is right for once."
"I always a- Wait?! What?"
A big anime sweatdrop appeared on Hinata's forehead as the girls continued to bicker over trivial things. She dug her red stained face into her heavy books and silently slid out of the hall and left the crowded hallway. Poor girl, she had only been at Konoha High for 4 days and was already getting bullied.
She reached her locker and pushed her heavy textbooks inside her minuscule locker. She slapped it shut and pressed her small back on her locker.
'Lunch time. The worst time of the day.' She thought as she hugged her lavender colored jacket closer to her. She sighed and blew some hair out of her face and headed towards the cafeteria.
Lucky her. Sarcasm intended of course.
She avoided all eye contact possible, and tried to not catch anyone's attention. But with her luck, she did, of course. She got her lunch and got the hell out of there, unaware of the pair of sea green eyes that belonged to Konoha's strongest gang leader, burning into her head.
She took her lunch tray into the girls bathroom and entered the third stall from the left. Hinata put down the toilet seat, sat down, with the red tray on her lap and began eating her sandwich.
She began to cry but she wiped away her tears with the sleeves of her light, purple jacket. Poor girl. She had no friends, bullied ever since she was small, unaccepted by her own flesh and blood, a horrible love life, wait, scratch that, she had no love life! She suppressed her pathetic sobs when she heard two pairs of footsteps enter the girls bathroom.
"But, he's so distant from me! It's not cute."
"But at least your boyfriend doesn't call you troublesome all the time!"
"But Shikamaru thinks everyone is troublesome!"
"But shouldn't I be in a different category than everyone else? Eh, this is troublesome."
They froze for a second and Hinata could see their shadows from underneath the bathroom stall, "Wow, you really need to stop hanging out with Shikamaru so much." Both girls laughed and Hinata froze. What would they say when they saw the weird eyed freaky new girl eating lunch in a bathroom stall while crying?
One of the two figures sighed, "Anyways, what the hell are we doing here anyways?"
"My brother wanted us to retrieve that new girl. I could've sworn she came in here with her lunch tray. " said one of the two girls.
"Hellooooo? New girl?... See? She's not here."
"Check under the stalls. Gaara will kill us if we don't get her."
Hinata just stared, wide-eyed at the stall door in spine chilling fear. She hoped the two figures wouldn't slam the stall door down. (Anything is possible at Konoha High) Stall doors slammed open until the figures reached her destination.
"Temari! This one is locked. New girl? Are you in there?"
"We'll kick down this door if we have to."
Hinata didn't know what to do. Well, she never usually did. If the worst came to happen, she could just call out for a teacher. She put down the tray on the black and white tiled bathroom floor and wiped her tear stained face one more time and unlocked the red stall door.
Temari and Tenten just stared impatiently at the stall door until they heard the door unlocked and a timid head popped out.
"Y-yes?"
"Come with us."
"That's Temari. I'm Tenten."
"But my lunch..."
"You can bring it with you."
"Umm.. "
Tenten grabbed Hinata before she could even protest and dragged her out of the bathroom with her lunch tray and Temari in tow.
"May I... ask where we are going?"
"The cafeteria."
"Why?"
"Wow, you ask a lot of questions. What's your name?"
"Hi-Hinata."
Curse that damn stutter of hers.
They reached the cafeteria and Tenten linked arms with Hinata and led her to a table farthest from the front. Hinata kept her head down the entire time, feeling eyes on her. The first time she looked straight ahead, she locked eyes with a red headed boy dressed in all black sitting on top of the table. He had bright ,yet cold, green eyes. He was dressed in a black tight linkin park shirt which made his muscles look good enough to kiss, not that Hinata would ever admit it though, black expensive looking boots, and ripped black skinny jeans. What most certainly caught her attention was the tattoo on his forehead, it was a tattoo of love" (愛), as a symbol of a "demon loving only himself."
His looks practically screamed bad boy.
Her face turned a bright red and she kept her head down. She could still feel mysterious boy still staring at her.
"Hinata-chan, we're here. Sit."
Hinata didn't dare to look up. She wasn't stupid, as her family claimed she was. She knew that this was the table that the boy who staring through her was sitting at. Hinata sat down in between Tenten and Temari. She just kept her head down and continued eating her lunch. She felt a blistered, hard yet gentle in a sense, hand slide under her jaw and lift up her chin. She looked up to see the boy from before, blankly staring at her.
If she wasn't too busy having some sort of staring contest with this boy, she could have noticed the whole cafeteria went silent and was staring at her and the infamous, Gaara no Sabuku.
"Hi.." Hinata managed to get out.
"Hey." He whispered.
She blinked.
He blinked.
She blinked again.
"You're cute."
Hinata's face reddened. Hell, if tomatoes were alive and had feelings, they would envy Hinata.
The cafeteria filled with whispers, screams and even some cries of some certain fangirls.
"Th-thank you."
"..."
Gaara's mother had told Gaara, if someone felt affection, a connection or an attraction, of some sort, to you, and you felt the same,that it just must be love.
But then again, that was when he was 5, and 12 years later and he still hadn't brought up the topic of love again.
Thinking he had comprehended the subject.
Stupid boy.
When his curious, young mind had asked his mother of love, she thought he meant little kindergarten crushes and sharing his lunchables with a cute girl in his class.
Thinking how cute her son would look holding hands with a pig-tailed little girl just had his mother squealing in pure delight. She had told him if he found a girl he liked, he should make her, his.
His.. FRIEND. She meant. Meaning bring her to play at his house, or sitting together in lunch. But his feeble mind, at that time, had completely ditched that theory.
She was trying to go one step at a time with this whole 'love' talk thing with her youngest son. She would tell him little by little each year and then progress into the 'sex' talk slowly as he got older.
But he never brought it up again! Karura didn't either. She wasn't the best at explaining things to people and Gaara wasn't the best at understanding people.
So that's all that Gaara knew about love.
Oh, and that he had surely fallen in love with this white eyed angel. She was breathtaking. As soon as he set his eyes on her, he was positive. His heart began to pump loudly and he could've sworn he was having an attack of some sort. His palms were extremely sweaty, tingles rushed up and down his toned body, and then all of a sudden, he felt like he couldn't breathe. He wondered if an Akatsuki gang member had slipped something into his coca-cola. But, . This wasn't the work of the rival gang. It was the work of a timid, extremely shy girl. (Even worse.)
"Do you find me attractive?"
"I..I.."
"Speak up."
"Ano... I.Y-yes."
"Yes to what exactly?"
"Gaara, give the poor girl a break. She's new. She doesn't want to be involved with people like us-", a certain blonde headed, spiky haired boy sitting across from Hinata was cut off by the red headed boy.
"Shut up, Naruto. Do you find me attractive? Yes or no?"
"Y-y-y-yes..." She was too afraid to say no, but even if she did, it would be a lie.
"Hn. " He stood on top of the cafeteria table and screamed at the top of his lungs, (just to make sure everyone understood his strict orders), "This girl, Hinata Hyuga, is mine. Anyone besides the 'Shinobi' who even looks, talks or even glances at her will have to deal with me. She is mine and mine only. No males are permitted to talk or look at her. If she asks you of something, you do it. You get her whatever the hell she wants whenever she wants. Is this understood?!"
The cafeteria broke out in absolute chaos. Trays were thrown out of frustration. Members of the 'Gaara' fan club broke out in tears and screams. Hair was being pulled out. Napkins were being shred to minuscule pieces. Buckets of tears fell on the floor. Death glares were sent to poor Hinata.
Wow. Three days at Konoha High and 99.99% of all the school's female population wanted her dead.
Poor girl.
The unnamed boy sat down next to Hinata, and slid his muscular arm around Hinata's shoulder.
"Um..", Hinata didn't know what to do. So she did the only thing that she COULD do.
Faint.
Gaara glanced down and smiled to himself as he felt Hinata's head fall on his shoulder. He thought she was being affectionate with him, you know...
With her being his girlfriend and all.
He laid his head down on hers and pulled her closer to him.
Temari was stuck. She wanted to bask in the reality of her little, infamous, brother, all mighty gang leader of the most powerful gang in Konoha, was cuddling! And with such a cute girl! But yet, she had felt bad for the poor girl. She had fainted in his arms! And he hadn't noticed. Should she risk her well-being and tell him or risk Hinata's well-being and not tell him?
"Gaara.. I think your uh..."
"Girlfriend."
"Yeah, that. I think she fainted."
He scoffed, rolled his beautiful sex god like eyes and turned to Hinata, thinking she was just tired. "Hinata, Hinata-chan, babe." He whispered as he nudged her with his hands.
No response.
Temari smirked knowingly at her kid brother as he sighed, knowing she was right, and picked her up (bridal style, of course, like a good boyfriend) and headed to the nurse's office. She glanced at her boyfriend of 7 months and two minutes later, they were fighting already, but hell, she loved her lazy genius.
But this isn't a ShikaTema story, it's a Gaahina story, so let's get back to the subject.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him but he didn't care. He was used to the stares. He looked down at her sleeping, *cough, Unconscious cough*, face and smiled to himself.
She was beautiful. He kicked the cafeteria doors open and gracefully walked out and headed to the nurse's office. Gaara pulled back the white bed sheets and tucked Hinata in. He passed his rough fingers on her bangs, and when he saw an opening he softly kissed her, being cautious to not wake her up.
"Shizune!"
A woman with black short hair came out from behind a curtain appearing slightly annoyed,"Gaara? Who'd you beat up this time?"
Gaara rolled his sex god eyes and smirked at her, "Noone this time. My girlfriend fainted in lunch."
Shizune raised both her eyebrows and just sat there with her mouth shaped like an 'O'. " Girlfriend? What? Since when?"
Gaara devilishly smirked at her. "That's for me to know and for you to never figure out.", he said as he pulled up a chair next to a sleeping Hinata.
"Well, girlfriend or not, you're not staying here."
"But-"
"No. Karura will kill us both if she finds out I let you skip class so you can just drool over some pretty girl. Nope. Not gonna happen."
"Arggh. I hate my life!", Gaara said as he stood up and left the nurse's pouting . Shizune giggled to herself because of his unusual childlike behavior. She grabbed her lunch and left as the next elderly nurse filled in for the next shift.
A blonde haired boy stepped into the nurse's office. "Hey old hag, I need a band-aid. I got a paper cut."
"Old hag? Excuse me?"
"Oh sorry, I thought it was Shizune here. It's just a joke." He said while awkwardly rubbing his neck. The much, older nurse just waved it off as nothing but a simple joke from a teen.
"Did you get a paper cut or did you give yourself a paper cut just to cut class?" Rika said.
"Ehh, same difference." Naruto looked down at Hinata. "Eh, she's still here? I thought she woke up."
"Aw, such a gentleman."
"Haha, I know, lady. So, I'm just going to sit here and wait for my dear, precious friend to wake up. But will you please write me an excuse? I just want to make sure she's okay.",
He didn't. He just wanted to skip class and not get in trouble. But whatever it takes to get out of class. He couldn't care less about the girl. He had no interest in her, but even if he did, he couldn't have her.
She was Gaara's girl. And noone took Gaara's belongings.
And those who did..well, their bodies still haven't been found yet.
The elderly nurse of course, believed him and his idiotic puppy eyes. As soon as the old hag took a nap, he lept out of the nurses window trying to chase down the pink haired beauty.
Shizune came back, and was getting absolutely frustrated. Gaara came in every 10 minutes just to check up on Hinata. She couldn't take it anymore, and was extremely tempted to leave.
A red head poked his head into the door, "Hey, Is Hinat-"
Shizune stood up and slammed her hands on her desk, "NO! SHE IS NOT! GO BACK TO CLASS! YES! SHE'S STILL BREATHING! LEAVE ME ALONE!"
He stood blank faced at a fuming Shizune, he casually stepped back but not before mumbling something about her being too feisty.
"Shizune-"
"LEAVE ME ALONE! OKAY!" She looked up from her desk, and saw Rika.
"Oh well, I'll just go then." she said turning around and heading towards the door.
"No, I'm sorry. Look I have to go, it's just this boy keeps coming in here, just to check up on this poor girl that he's infatuated with. Please tell her that he passed by a lot so maybe this incident won't happen again." Shizune said obviously frustrated.
"What's his name?"
"Arggh, stupid brat." She muttered as she walked away without answering The old hag's question.
Shizune's yelling had woken up the Sleeping Beauty, she looked around the room, and rubbed her blank white eyes like a child who had just woken up would.
"Are you feeling any better?"
Hinata didn't trust her voice enough to speak so she just meekly nodded her head . She hoped everything that happened that day, hadn't! The nurse kept talking but she wasn't listening until a certain arrangement of words caught her attention.
"-just left. Oh and, a spiky haired boy came by a lot just to check if you were okay. He seems to be very interested in you to be that worried about you."
Hinata tilted her head to the left in innocent confusion. She didn't know who she was talking about.
"Ano.. Can y-you please describe this person?"
"Hai. Strange markings on his face. Spiky hair. Nice eyes. a looker if I may add."
Okay, so there was a tiny smudge of sadness inside her that it wasn't the red head, but it was overtaken by a huge blob of happiness that it was the same guy from the cafeteria who tried helping her before. Hinata found herself smiling subconsciously and blushed a bright, red color.
Such a shame, really. The only girl Gaara has ever loved, was starting to gain feelings for his idiot best friend.
Only her fourth day here at Konoha High, and the school's most notorious, infamous, gang leader of the ,'Shinobi', had fallen for her, gained a new crush on a boy who didn't even know that she existed who was ,sadly, in love with that another girl, managed to piss off almost every female here, gained new enemies, and worst of all, she didn't even get to finish her lunch.
Poor girl.