Gaara glared pointedly at his two siblings, not believing the news that had just arrived. It was absolutely unthinkable. He had already avoided school for quite sometime, and told Temari flatly that he didn't need any education. Now Gaara was absolutely dumbfounded, although he didn't show it. Obviously he didn't. That was simply Gaara. An anti-social type guy, no one could ever tell what Gaara was thinking.

"I'm not going to school." He said in his flat, emotionless voice. Temari looked slightly worried; she knew he had a very bad temper. Kankuro snuck out of the room, he refused to stick around if Gaara was going to get mad. Temari wanted to do the same, but as the oldest she thought that she should show some more grit.

"Gaara will you go to school, please? It'll be good for you." Temari pleaded Gaara. "You'll meet a lot of people and learn a lot. Oh, please Gaara. Mother would have wanted it." Temari felt eternally guilty about bringing up their mother, Gaara's birth had caused her death, but she was determined to persuade him to go to school.

Gaara flinched mentally at Temari's words. Those words hit him hard. He carried the burden of his mother's death, and mention of her could send him sulking for hours. Yes, she would want me to go to school. Gaara knew that he would have to go.

"Okay. I'll go." He said quietly. Gaara heard Temari let out a small sigh. He went over to his room, looking solemly at the picture of his mother. Gaara lay on his bed, staring blankly at his ceiling. School tomorrow. Going to school was almost forgien for Gaara. He had gone when he was seven, and was expelled for nearly strangling for a fellow student. Gaara was going to enter his third year of high school. Gaara soon fell into a restless sleep.

"Gaara?" Gaara heard someone calling him. "It's morning and we have to get ready for school." He got out of bed and was ready within ten minutes. Gaara was wearing all black, just like every other day. Without speaking to anyone, he left the house and headed toward school on his motorcycle.

"Hey! Who's that?" Gaara heard Ino ask loudly, ever the gossiper. "I think he's new this year. Ooh, he's pretty cute." Gaara passed her as she giggled.

"And of course Choji ISN'T your boyfriend." Sakura said, poking Ino hard. Ino ignored this comment, and scanned the crowds to make sure that Choji wasn't in the crowd. Gaara ignored all the whispers and giggles of the crowd as he passed by them. He glanced down at the schedule that Temari had handed him the day before. I've got homeroom with Kakashi. Then science first period with Anko. Gaara thought as he glanced over his schedule.

"Gaara!" Temari cried out, completely out of breath. "You left the house without saying anything." Gaara turned around without saying anything. The bell rang, cutting off anything Temari was about to say. Gaara headed toward his homeroom, which was room #113. He slumped into a seat as far back as possible. People filed in, and took their seats. Ten minutes after the bell had rang, the teacher still hadn't come.

"Yo!" A very late Kakashi sensei greeted his class. He smiled, although it was impossible to tell he was smiling through his face mask. Kakashi sensei began to take role, and frowned after a moment. "Gaara. Do you have a last name?" The whole class turned around and stared at Gaara. The girls giggled and blushed, and all the boys simply glared.

"No. I'm just Gaara." He replied, ignoring all the giggles and glares. Kakashi sensei simply shrugged and continued down the list.

"Hinata Hyuuga?" Kakashi sensei looked up. A small voice said 'Here.' Kakashi sensei's one visible eye widened. "Are you related to Neji Hyuuga?" Hinata nodded. "That kid is a genius." He commented, and continued down the list. Kakashi sensei welcomed them to another year at the school, and the bell rang. Gaara went through the rest of the day slightly confused and bored. He noticed that Hinata Hyuuga was in every single one of the classes. The bell rang signaling the end of the day, and kids shot out of the room. Gaara left as well, staring at the ground and deep in thought. And then suddenly, WHAM! He had run into someone and sent the person flying to the ground.

Gaara looked down, it was that Hinata girl. He held out a hand to help her up. She took it, muttered an apology, and went hurrying off. Gaara shrugged and walked off, his hands in his pockets. Within moments he had hopped onto his motorcycle and he was heading home. Gaara got home to find Temari and her friend already there, huddling over something. He could barely hear their conversation.

"He sent you a love note?" Tenten practically squealed. "How adorable is that?" Temari rolled her eyes at her energetic friend.

"It's not that big of a deal. I think Shikamaru's liked me for a while." Temari replied, trying to her hide her slight embarrassed.

"I'll be in my room." Gaara said gruffly. He ignored Tenten's surprised face as he headed toward his room.

"Who's he? He's pretty cute." Tenten giggled behind his back.

"Don't even think about it. He's my little brother." Temari warned her. "Hey Gaara, you okay? You look a little distracted." Temari asked worriedly. Gaara shut the door on her and slumped onto his bed. He played with the corner of his sheet. Yes, he was distracted. He couldn't get the girl off his mind. Hinata Hyuuga.

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Hiya! This is my first Fanfic so it's not great. Haha, hope you guys like it!