This shall of course be a Neji/Gaara fic. I can't resist the cuteness!
For those of you reading my other fic, Unrequited love is troublesome, don't fear! I shall not neglect it.
Naruto is not mine.
Gaara sat in the auditorium, as usual in between his siblings. Why they always ended up to either side of him was a mystery. He had tuned out just about everything the big-breasted woman on the stage had said for the last- he looked at his watch- twenty seven minutes. Ok so there were new students, ok so there were lots of clubs and sports for them to join. There were papers that listed them, why did this woman insist on talking so much?
He sighed, first days sucked. But he had no one to blame for all the times they'd moved but himself. He really needed to stop getting into fights. It was a pain in the ass having to train new students into fearing him. There was always that one group of dopes on a first day that took a look at his small stature and decided to pick on him. They were useful though, they served to teach all other students that Sabaku no Gaara was not one to pick on.
Gaara contemplated the many ways he could kill the first batch of idiots along with unique ways to dispose of the bodies when someone tapped his shoulder. Kankuro. Ok, no one had to die just yet. "It's finally over" his brother said letting out a sigh of relief before standing to join the crowd of exiting teens.
The first three periods went by without incident. Gaara decided the students and faculty of his first three classes could live. They weren't exactly quiet, but they didn't bother him. As long as they continued in this fashion they would keep their pitiful lives.
Tap Tap.
'I knew it wouldn't last' he thought to himself turning to see the source of the tapping. Gaara was slightly surprised. It wasn't one of those useful bullies's he was depending on. No, it was a girl. And she was… smiling at him. "What do you want?"
"Is that your natural color?" she asked staring intently at his hair. He blinked once. Twice. Oh, it was a triple blink! What in the world had this girl just asked him? If she wasn't begging for her life Gaara had no intention on listening. So he turned around and continued looking at his map.
"Hey! I asked you if that was your natural color!" the girl said stomping her foot. When Gaara turned she was holding a fist up. "Are you challenging me?" he asked through narrowed eyes. Before he could decide on the way she'd die another girl walked up to them. "Oh, Ino you pervert, already getting all the cute freshmen!" the pink-haired girl shrieked.
Gaara was sure he'd cleaned his ears properly that morning but it seemed there was still some wax for he was nearly positive he'd heard the word cute being used to describe him. "Hm, he is somewhat attractive" said another girl, this one had her hair pulled into two buns. "Somewhat attractive? He's sexy!" Ino chimed in.
At this point Gaara's eyes had widened. He took one step back. Two. Three and then he was gone. Up the steps, around the corner. Up the steps again and then he dashed into the boy's bathroom. He leaned against the door panting slightly. "That trio get to you too?"
Gaara looked up at the voice. Leaning against a wall not too far away was another boy. He had hair down to his waist and pale eyes. His lips were curved into a smirk Gaara couldn't quite describe with his current vocabulary. But by the end of the week he'd know it was a sexy virginity stealing smirk.
He nodded and the two boys engaged in a silent staring contest. Neither was willing to give in to the other so this continued for what seemed like an eternity until they both smiled. It was a rare smile that one does not have the pleasure of sharing with a person very often in life. A smile that's a sort of silent agreement, a binding smile that ensures you and that person will meet again.
"You're new" the boy said suddenly. Gaara nodded though he knew it wasn't a question. "What's your name?"
"Gaara"
"Neji"
They smiled again and then Neji took a few steps towards him. "You're going to be really late for fourth period. Need help finding your class?" Gaara gave another nod and handed Neji his schedule. "…Cooking" the boy said trying to muffle a laugh. Gaara's eye twitched and Neji coughed and reached to open the door.
The rest of Gaara's day went by in a boring fashion. Students and faculty of periods four, five, seven and eight could also live. However, the fools in period six would die. Lunch. Lunch was a terrible period. The three girls that had harassed him in the hall had the same lunch period. Several boys who liked said girls also had lunch sixth period. Said boy's also had a hatred for Gaara…
Said boy's had made the biggest mistake of their lives when they threw milk at Gaara…
Oh, he'd formulated his hit list already…
They would all pay… ohh how they'd pay…
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