Prologue
Warnings: Shounen-ai.
Disclaimer: I own not Naruto
He was nervous. For the first time in his life, Gaara was nervous. He could feel the sweat slicking a trail down his palms as he stood on the busy pavement. "I'm going to do it" he thought to himself. He gathered the little courage he had and crossed the street. All eyes were on him, breaths hitched as random admirers anticipated his every step. The group of people playing a friendly game of basketball, screeched to halt as the well-dressed man approached them. Blushes spread across the court, like a field of flowers opening for the first time in spring. Gaara gulped. With unsteady legs, he approached his target. He stopped in front of the blonde who wore a mint coloured t-shirt. "Hey, Gaara, what's up?" the blonde asked with a bright smile directed his way. He could feel those cursed butterflies swarming around the pit of his stomach. He drew a large intake of breath. "Um…what's the matte-…"the blonde was saying but Gaara interrupted.
"As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin"* he recited and a tense silence fell over the courtyard like a warm blanket. No one dared to speak. "I love you" he declared for everyone to hear. The blonde dropped the basketball that was cradled in one hand. The group behind, looked as though they were ready to faint. Well shit.
"You're kidding right?" the blonde embarrassingly whispered. For you see, Gaara didn't just confess to a delicate flower of a woman but to a sweaty, buff 6'4 tower of a man in front of his friends.
"I did not think this through" Gaara sighed especially as Naruto's best friend, Kiba burst out laughing.
Author's notes: Dedicated to my cousin who badly needed a story to cheer her up. I hope this helps, Rose.
What is this story about? Well if you're interested, it is about how Gaara goes about wooing Naruto, who clearly is not into dudes. This is a light, funny take on the whole situation, as Gaara tries to convince Naruto that they were meant to be together.