Neji watched as the trees whizzed past as he rode in the back of the limousine. He stretched out his long legs in an attempt to gain some comfort, but to no avail. The only feeling that welded up inside of him was uneasiness, not that you could tell by reading his expression, which he was a master at hiding. His uncle was seated across from him, swirling a light drink in his hands as he, too, distractedly peered out the window to view the sights.

"After your year at the institute you shall return to the mansion." Mr. Hyuuga stated with authority, as if daring Neji to object.

Neji merely nodded, the only note of sadness noticeable was how his eyes lowered slightly, drifting off to memories of his father. He noticed how his uncle didn't say 'home', he said 'mansion', because that's all it was. Nothing but a building made of stone. It held no place in his heart. If it burnt to the ground, he'd only feel sorrow for not starting the fire himself.

Neji looked down at the photograph resting on his left leg. It was the picture Hinata had taken of their summer home, now Neji's home for a year while practicing photography at the institute of art. He guessed Hinata must've taken him as an idiot, as if to say 'in case you get lost while site seeing, just show this picture to a policeman to lead you back to safety'. Neji smirked slightly, thinking of his cousin. Growing up he was so envious of her, but he had grown to love her, the only part of his 'mansion' he'd miss.

The car skid to a halt and the trunk popped open just as quickly, jolting Neji out of his pleasant reverie. Without a word, the Hyuuga Co. Preisdent gave Neji a flick of the wrist, to show him off. There were no need for words…there never were. Neji thanked his uncle for the ride and the year at the house before closing the door, grabbing his suitcases, and walking towards the steps of his new home. It was magnificent, the picture just didn't do it justice. Walking in, there was a spiral staircase, a chandelier, and marble floors.

"Nothig less from a summer home for the Hyuugas, I presume." Neji mumbled to himself. How was he expected to live here? A 18 year old male living in a huge home with 4, no, 5 bedrooms! The uneasiness began to settle in once more, but Neji pushed it aside as he closed the door and dragged his bags into the nearest room.

Neji plopped onto his bed. The sheets were dark green with a white trim, it immediately enticed him. He was exhausted from the mind numbing trip, but being a bit of a perfectionist, he had to unpack first before relaxing. Just as he began to relax there was a vibrating feeling coming from his right jeans pocket. He sighed and retrieved his grey cell phone, the screen reading 'Hinata'. Aa small smile appeared over Neji's lips, as he opened his phone and exhaled a deep "Hello?"

"N-Neji…hi, how are you? I-Is everything alright?" Hinata's small voice trembled from Neji's hastiness. Normally he lets it ring 3 or 4 times.

"I'm fine, Hinata. And everything is alright. Though, the house is much bigger than the photo portrays." Hinata giggled from the other end and muttered a small apology, explaining her father having a thing for eccentrics. Neji arose from the bed, while still holding a conversation with Hinata and began to close the blinds over the large window in his room.

"Are y-you excited about starting at the i-institute, Neji?" Hinata stuttered, a problem she had struggled with since childhood. Neji pulled the string on the blinds to close them, slowly though, so he could take in the new neighborhood as he did so.

"Yes. It's a great opportunity to learn about photography. I honestly couldn't be any mo-" Neji stopped mid-sentence, as his eyes widened slightly. As he was looking over the neighborhood, he spotted someone staring at him from a house across the street. Just as fast as Neji had spotted the peeper, he had vanished…closing his blinds abruptly and turning off the lights to the house.

"N-Neji"

"Oh, sorry Hinata. Someone was staring at me from across the street." Neji then closed the remainder of the blinds and sat back on his bed. "It was rather odd, actually."

"Oh are you in the guest room? First one on the r-right? If so, that window is directly in front of his window." Hinata pronounced his as if she were speaking of a monster.

"His? Who, Hinata?" a beeping noise was heard from Neji's cellphone. "Aah. Hinata, my batteries running out, Ill talk to you tomorrow. Goodnight." And with that Neji hung up his phone and slowly eased next to his blinded window. He used his finger to peek outside and see the strange man's home, but all of the lights had been cut off.

"Well now shes made me curious." Neji whispered, as he let his finger slide down as he sighed and walked into the hallway.

Gaara pressed his body against the wall of his small, dark bedroom. "He's seen me." He choked out, as he hugged his knees and buried his head. "He's seen me."

Hi everyone! It's been a while, huh? My computer has been messed up for quite some time, now, so I'll try and update my previews stories.

Now for THIS story, I feel really really excited about. It'll be different from my other comedies, I'm taking a more serious note on this one that hopefully everyone will like. Sorry if Gaara seems OOC, but I wanted to portray him with social anxiety disorder, a very real and crippling thing to live with. This is just a prelude, so if you'd like me to continue it PLEASE review and I'll be happy to as soon as I can:D

Thanks, and have a great summer!

-Lillie