Uh oh guys, Charlie's started a new story! I would like to catagorically state at the beginning of this that this that this is one directly for bgresham87. Cheers for the pairing idea, and I stand by what I said before, we do not have enough Mpreg in this world.

This little fic goes on for quite a while, but I like to think I keep it moving well. Also, just a warning, we will have some Psycho Gaara moments, and moments of totally irrational Gaara, coupled with teenage girl syndrome Shukaku. I just love the idea of Shukaku being like that:P

Time for a rant. Now, I'm not anti-valentines persay, but spending everysingle fucking one on your own does start to get a tad boring. Seriously guys! I was so angry when my friend told me she couldnt come hang out cause some guy had asked her out. I was like...kill me now...

Peace out.

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Gaara didn't have many friends. In fact, Gaara had three people he considered to be friends that weren't related to him. The first was Sakura Haruno. The only reason for that friendship was that she had saved each of his siblings at one point for another. The second was Naruto. God only knows how he put up with that blonde kid all the time, but he pulled it off…somehow. The third was Lee. Again, Gaara didn't know how that freak had got onto his friends list, but he had done it none the less. Sadly, he was forced to tolerate his siblings significant others, but that didn't mean he counted them as friends. Even with the minimal amount of friends though, Gaara found himself mostly happy. Mostly. There were certain points in time, such as the one he was trapped in when our story begins, that he wished for something more. He couldn't tell what that more was, but he defiantly wanted it, whatever it was.

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Gaara watched his siblings and their partners, feeling that annoying little emotion called jealousy he usually held back. Temari was sat on Shikamaru's lap, keeping her sharp eyes carefully watching the boy Gaara was playing shogi with. The eight year old Toshio Nara had the benefit of both parents' brains plus the determination of his mother/patience of his father. On the other sofa, Kankuro was busily trying to strangle Kiba just to shut him up while Akamaru barked at them, loving the 'play fighting'. "Your move." Toshio said, watching his uncle with carefully calculating eyes. The 'Nara' eyes, as Temari had dubbed them, seemed to identify your every move before you even make it. It took Gaara two seconds to realise that, in no simple terms, he was screwed. That damn child had trapped him. No matter where he moved, he would lose.

"Well done." Was all he said as way off conceding to defeat. Toshio grinned.

"That makes four two." He said, writing it on a scrap of paper he had been using to keep score. "One more game?" The boy pressed, looking up at Gaara with a challenge in his dark green eyes.

"I think not." Gaara smirked. "I do not need to give you another opportunity to outwit me." He stood, brushing invisible dirt from his person. "I have some paperwork to finish. If you need me I will be in my office."

"Don't forget we have the new Konoha ambassador coming tomorrow." Temari reminded him.

"What happened to the last one?" Gaara frowned.

"You scared him off." Kankuro grinned, finally giving up on choking his boyfriend.

"Again?" The Kazakage let out an exasperated sigh. "That would be the fourth one form Konoha."

"That's nothing compared to the three from Mist and the six from Rock." Kiba said, sitting up and leaning against Kankuro's chest. The sight of Kankuro wrapping his arms around the dog nin made his heart feel oddly constricted. He turned, breezing quickly from the room. It wasn't as if he wasn't happy for them. In fact, he was extremely grateful for Kiba turning up to stop Kankuro's string of one night stands. It wasn't good for his family's reputation for one of its members to act like that. And it wasn't as if he wasn't grateful for Shikamaru turning up to calm the raging ball of crazy that was Temari. It was just that he felt like he wanted someone to treat him like that. He just wanted someone to hold him like Shikamaru held Temari, and someone to understand him the way Kiba understood Kankuro, someone he could care about the way Temari cared about Shikamaru, and someone he could kiss the way Kankuro kissed Kiba.

He just wanted someone.

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Neji was close to hitting the blonde at his side. He just would not shut the hell up! 'Perhaps he just annoyed his way into ANBU.' Neji mused. Thankfully for him, his cousin managed to shut him up with two simple words.

"Naruto, rabbit." Hinata said from behind her mouse mask. Naruto instantly went silent, crouching down and starting to creep along, sniffing for the fictional rabbit.

"How did you know to do that?" Neji asked softly, watching as Naruto vanished into the trees. Hinata giggled slightly, evidently smiling at him.

"The Kyuubi affected him in more than just the marks on his cheeks." She said, watching when a sulking Naruto slunk out of the bushes. "Sakura actually figured it out, but don't tell anyone. Only me and her know."

"Hinata, where did the shy, stuttering, demur little girl that was my cousin go?" Neji sighed. The girl blushed. "My mistake, there she is." He smirked.

"That was harsh Hina." Naruto grumbled, rejoining them.

"It was for your own good." Hinata nodded. "I doubt Neji would have been able to hold back much longer."

"Correct." Neji nodded. He smirked when Naruto suddenly dove across him and onto the girl. Hinata let out a small scream when she was knocked down, landing on her back with Naruto on top of her.

"Eye for an eye." He grinned down at her. Neji walked on, leaving Naruto in his attempts to make his girlfriend spontaneously combust from her blush. They were really just a formality anyway. Neji was ex-ANBU himself, but had given it up in favour of becoming the new ambassador. Tsunade had asked him to do it as a personal favour, as, in her exact words, 'that scary ass psycho has scared off everyone else. The only option is to put someone equally as scary in to combat him'. He sighed, glancing back at where Naruto had got the mouse mask off in order to kiss the scarlet faced girl.

He was amazed Hiashi had allowed this. He knew he defiantly wouldn't have trusted a daughter of his with anyone. But somehow, he doubted children were going to feature in any part of his life. He had known for a while now he was gay. Women just never seemed to do it for him. Until he realised that he liked men Neji had considered himself asexual. It was rare for someone to strike his heart strings, but every now and then a man would catch his attention. He'd then make it his business to know that man and uh, 'get closer' with him. The relationships never lasted long though, thanks to the totally terrifying family he lived with. Hiashi took it upon himself to personally ensure that each person he, Hinata or Hanabi dated to lived up to Hyuuga standards. These weren't exactly low, but at least he was okay with the whole gay thing. Neji sighed.

He wished that once, just once, someone would live up to Hiashi's test.

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