This is the third one I'm buying for you, don't even think about burning it. These things are seriously high quality and terribly high priced. My wallet cries every time you slow cook one of these on your stove.

Scolding, troubled, playful. This afternoon, your lips were pursed in a light frown. You meant business this time, but you were subduing your anger, trying your best at not to turn me off. I felt indifferent to your usual lecture, so I watched your mouth move in these different motions. Occasionally, I'd look up to meet your eyes. Same comforting blue eyes, that never were in tune with your emotions. The corner of my lips had twitched slightly at the reoccurring thought and you took notice. You sighed with a goofy smile adorning your lips. You forgot about the journal and I was partly glad by that.

Are you getting your rocks off by my warning Gaara? You're something else...

My lips twitched harder at your comment and I tried to shake it off by glancing out the window. I didn't give you the attention that would fuel your behavior. Your amusement died down after a few minutes while I watched some students pass by in the court yard.

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How's it so far? This is my first Gaara x Naruto. =.=