Disclaimer: Well, I don't own Naruto, though I wish I did, he is property of Kashimoto that is draving me crazy with the manga. Anyway, the story you are about to read it is mine, but the characters are Kashimoto's ( I think I said the same think in two different ways).
Yaoi Warning!!
Authors Note: This is a Yaoi story, if you don't like yaoi or the pairing do not read, and if you read it, please let aside the flames.
Ok this is my first time with a Yaoi story and a Naruto story. The pairing is Gaara and Naruto, and the story line is ...is in high school, I mean I'm not following the cannon in the ninja world. Anyway here is the story, really hope you like it and enjoy it!!
Thanks to InosBane who help me out with the story.
Read, review and enjoy!!
"Are you going?"
Gaara lifted his eyes from the sketch he was working on to see Shikamaru, the only friend he had made so far at Konoha High. He glanced at the invitation that was sitting atop his notebook and shrugged before returning his attention to his Art assignement.
"So, it is that a yes or a no?" Shikamaru asked.
Gaara remained silent for a moment. Usually, Shikamaru, like himself, never really spoke unless what he had to say was necessary or needed a proper discussion. Gaara knew his friend was waiting for an answer regarding the birthday invitation he'd found earlier on his locker. He picked up a colored pencil and began applying it to his drawing. A sideways glance showed him Shikamaru was watching, his own sketch lay forgotten on the table.
"You know, everyone in our year got one, so it's not like this is another joke by Uchiha and Dogboy."
With an exasperated sigh, Gaara put down his sketch book and turned to face Shikamaru. In the past, if someone bothered him, he would have just punched them until blood poured out of their face and they were begging for mercy. At his old school, noone would have dared to bother him, let alone play stupid jokes on him. But after they'd moved and he'd promised his sister and brother that he would change, he found he was just grateful to have a friend. Gaara allowed the corners of his mouth to turn up slightly, if he remembered correctly, you weren't supposed to punch your friends for asking annoying questions.
"What are you getting at?" The redhead finally gave in.
"Well, just that, since it's Uzumaki's birthday I thought you might be interested in going," the lazy boy shrugged.
A faint blush spread across Gaara's face, "I don't know why the fact that it's Uzumaki's birthday should make a difference to me."
"Of course you don't," Shikamaru smirked earning a nasty glare from Gaara. Still grinning, he turned to look behind them.
Art class, as everyone knew, was the best time to talk due to the noise created by Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke's group. Shikamaru looked over at the table where the blonde and his friends were talking loudly and fooling around.
"I still don't get why you like him," the black haired boy muttered as Gaara turned and saw the blonde boy leaning across the table. Uzumaki Naruto stuck his tongue out of the side of his mouth and smiled happily at his work. The small smile Gaara wore on his own face while watching made concealing his crush impossible.
"Seriously, sometimes he looks like a five year old," Shikamaru smothered a yawn while stretching his arms over his head.
"I don't like him," Gaara said quietly. Shikamaru studied his friend for a moment before grinning.
"No, of course not."
Gaara was about to reply when the Art teacher, Iruka, addressed the class and told them it was time to stop.
"Let's see some of the masterpieces you've done," Iruka continued in his cheery voice.
Lee's hand shot into the air while he bounced up and down like an overexcited puppy. Next to him at the table, Kiba and Ino rolled their eyes.
"Go ahead, Lee," Iruka encouraged.
Lee stood up and showed the rest of the class his drawing of a dragon and a tiger in the middle of a lake.
"This is called 'The Fight of the Heroes'. It's a tiger," he pointed to the tiger. "And a dragon," he pointed to the dragon. "They are not fighting, but are training to become powerful."
"If they're not fighting, why is it called 'The Fight of the Heroes?" Naruto asked confused. Some of the class laughed. Lee looked at his picture then at Naruto.
"Because they are fighting to become better, and to someday be the best of the best at what they do," he replied.
"Thank you Lee, that's a great drawing!" Iruka smiled enthusiastically, "now Naruto, since you seem so eager to talk, why don't you show us your drawing?
Naruto stood up, smiling as he revealed his "masterpiece".
"What is that dobe?" Sasuke asked, an amused looked on his face.
"This is my drawing," Naruto answered.
"You seriously call that a drawing?" Sasuke asked incrediously. Naruto shot him a nasty glare before studying the picture.
It was supposed to be two people, though there were only two big circles and four lines representing their torsos, legs and arms. One of them appeared to be saying "Uzumaki Naruto". Behind the figures, a bright sun was smiling at a small moon. Naruto looked from his picture to a laughing Sasuke.
"What are you laughing at, teme??"
"Come on Naruto, we're in our last year of high school and you still draw like a kindergartener!" Uchiha replied. By then, the rest of the class had joined in the laughter while Naruto pouted.
"Yeah, well, if you think you can do better, let's see your picture!"
Sasuke smirked as he showed Naruto his sketch. Done completely in black pencil, Sasuke had chosen to capture his best friend in one of his finest moments: Naruto, a look of concentration on his face, playing the old violin he had at home. Naruto stared opened mouthed at the drawing.
"You did that?"
Sasuke nodded still smirking at his friend. Naruto gazed at his friend in astonishment before a thought occurred to him and he narrowed his eyes.
"Are you sure Sai didn't draw this?"
Sasuke was about to protest when Iruka interrupted the discussion.
"Sasuke, that was an excellent drawing. Naruto..." Iruka paused and Naruto looked up hopefully. The teacher visibly winced before continuing, "unfortunately, Sasuke is right. Your drawing needs work."
Naruto looked disappointed, while Sasuke laughed softly, "told you dobe."
"Okay," Iruka looked around the classroom. "Gaara, how about yours?"
Silence descended upon the room. Sasuke, Kiba and Ino leaned forward in their seats, identical gleams of mischief in their eyes. The trio used any and every excuse to taunt the new boy, they considered it a special kind of "fun".
Reluctantly, Gaara held up his drawing, showing it only to Iruka. The man smiled before taking the picture and showing it to a dumbfounded class. Gaara had drawn a giant raccoon with a wild expression on it's face. It was done mostly in reds, and in the foreground was the raccoon standing over a village in flames. In the background was the setting sun. There was something unsettlingly realistic about the picture, from the expression on the raccoon's face down to the smallest curl of smoke from the flames.
"Does it have a title?" Iruka asked.
Gaara shrugged, "Shukaku."
"That's really creepy," Ino commented loud enough for Gaara to hear.
"Yeah, I wouldn't like to meet up with that guy in a dark alley, eh Naruto?"
Naruto wasn't paying attention to what his friends were saying, he was too busy staring at the drawing. It was fascinating, and yet there was something very familiar about it.
At that moment the bell rang, and everyone started packing up as Iruka wrote the next day's assignment up on the board. Naruto put his things in his backpack and left the room intent on catching up with Gaara.
"Hey, mmhhmm Gaara, right?"
Gaara turned to see the smiling blond standing mere feet away from him. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the faint smirk on Shikamaru's face.
"Yes?" The redhead nodded cursing his fair skin for blushing.
"Yeah, well, uh, can I see your drawing again?" Naruto asked. Gaara couldn't hide his surprise at Naruto's request, but without a second thought, pulled the drawing out of his bag and held it out to Naruto. Once again, Naruto felt a strange connection to the picture. It touched something deep insde of him.
"Wow, this is really great, even better than Sasuke's!" Gaara searched Naruto's eyes for some trace of taunt or lie but found none. Instead, he saw that Naruto's interest in the drawing was genuine. Behind him, Shikamaru gave a slight poke in the shoulder and made Gaara shift uncomfortably.
"If you like it you can keep it," Gaara offered softly.
"Why would he keep something like that?" Sasuke asked appearing behind Naruto, a look of disdain on his face. Naruto jumped with surprise and turned to face Sasuke accusingly.
"You idiot, I hate when you do that, it creeps me out!" The blonde exclaimed while Sasuke continued smirking. Naruto turned his attention back to Gaara who was glaring daggers at the Uchiha, "you mean it? I can really keep it?"
"Why would you want that other than to make sure you have nightmares," Kiba cut in. "Remember when we all saw 'The Ring'?"
Kiba's comment confused Naruto.
"What does that have to do with this?" The blonde pondered, scratching the back of his head.
"If you couldn't sleep for over a week after seeing a dead girl crawl out of a well, how do you think you'll sleep with that picture in your room?" Kiba asked
"Yeah, what if it comes out at night to eat you?" Sasuke asked chuckling.
"I wasn't scared of that movie! I was scared because after we saw it you idiots called me up with that creepy voice saying 'seven days...'!"
The group laughed at the memory, all but Gaara and Shikamaru who were feeling more than a little uncomfortable. When they finally stopped laughting, the Uchiha took the drawing from Naruto and handed it back to Gaara.
"Here, Naruto doesn't need that scaring him at night." Sasuke's voice was low and cold. Behind him Naruto was distracted arguing with Kiba that he wasn't a scaredy cat. Gaara took the drawing and continued down the hall, angry with himself for falling into that little trick. Shikamaru glared at the Uchiha before following.
"You okay?" Shikamaru asked when he was sure noone was listening.
"Yes, why shouldn't I be?" Gaara asked evenly.
"Maybe because the Uchiha was being an ass like always?"
"So he was, let's forget about it okay?" A trace of warning in the redhead's voice.
Shikamaru nodded and followed his friend out of the school.
After a while, Gaara smirked and turned to Shikamaru, "wanna come over for dinner? Temari's cooking tonight and it would be good if she had some incentive to cook a decent meal."
The dark haired boy merely nodded hating the fact that the redhead had made him blush.
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