Anyway, this is a collection of themed drabbles. Since I'm obsessed with GaaraxHinata lately, I wanted to do this for that pairing... but Number 2 is something I don't think anyone would ever, ever catch Gaara doing, and frankly, if they did, they wouldn't live to tell the tale. Unless they were Hinata, of course.

So the theme is this email I got- one of those chain list things send-it-on-and-your-wish-comes-true things. "26 Things The Perfect Guy Would Do". I shortened it to "25 Things" because I didn't think Gaara would ever get into drugs... seriously. Can you picture that? (Hallucinatory Gaara... oh, no. Not a chance.)

Well, I thought it was cute...

Anyway, some will be from Gaara's POV and some from Hinata's, mainly because some will make more sense that way.

That's all for now (I know this was a long A/N, sorry). Onwards, people! And please review!

Gaara: -frowns-

Hinata: -blushes-

They're so... nonverbal. Curses!


1. Know how to make you smile when you are down.
"Hinata! Your boyfriend's here!" yelled Hanabi tactlessly, which made Gaara frown even more, and Hinata turn pink (well, he couldn't see her, but this most definitely would cause the blood to rush to her face).

It was very lucky for Hanabi, Gaara thought, that she wasn't his sister. Not counting his dad and Yashamaru and pretty much everything else that had happened to him and Temari and Kankuro had to deal with- she'd be dead. Hanabi was annoying.

The old Gaara didn't put up with annoying.

Hinata ran down the stairs, losing a shoe halfway and having to pick it up. Hanabi rolled her eyes. "Isn't she clumsy?"

Gaara thought. Yes, Hinata was clumsy, but it wasn't a bad thing. But he didn't really feel like sharing that with Hanabi, so she could take his silence however she wanted.

He stood there, arms impassively folded as usual. Hinata finally landed in front of him, shoes on, purse on shoulder, and in general ready to go.

She was wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt with a Hello Kitty- like-thing on the front. It seemed to suit her, for some odd reason.

"Hi, Gaara," she said, shyly as always. She seemed normal, but he still felt that something was amiss. He passed it off as nervousness over the most recent treaty with the Land of Tea.

"Hello, Hinata," he said. He offered a smile, which she gladly returned. He wasn't very good at smiling normally, but he did it often around Hinata, and it seemed to come naturally then. "C'mon, let's go." She offered her hand and he took it, opening the car door for her.

She was staring at the floor of the car when he got in on the driver's side.

"So, where to, Hinata?" he asked. They always went out on Friday afternoons, and they usually went to a different place each time. They were currently in agreement that the best was Ichiraku's Ramen Bar after training. Naruto really had been right all those years.

"I d-don't know."

That was weird- she hadn't stuttered in ages. Since she'd gotten over Naruto.

"Well, what sounds good?" Hinata always picked. He didn't like picking for her- she'd never let him know if he picked wrong.

"Um, I don't know," she said.

He nearly rolled his eyes. Then he looked at her, really looked at her for the first time today.

There were faint dark circles under her eyes. Her mouth drooped. She was pale and silent, looking at her knees. Listless. As though she was tired but couldn't sleep.

Hinata didn't look well, not at all.

He wasn't very good at this sort of thing, not at all. But since she was Hinata, and she looked sad, he couldn't help but ask, "Is anything wrong, Hinata?"

"Nothing- nothing's wrong, Gaara."

That settled it. Something was wrong. So Gaara, inferring based on experience with his sister, said, "I think we should get ice cream today."

Temari always asked for ice cream when she was having a long day.

Hinata contemplated this for a moment, and then said, "That sounds nice."

They drove to the ice cream parlour in near silence.

"So what happened in Konoha this week?" he asked as they walked in, hand in hand.

"Nothing much."

Something had always happened. Always. Not a day went by in which no one did something interesting. Ino had got in another catfight with Sakura over a brooding Sasuke, Lee had done something idiotic again (too bad the moron was his best friend), and almost always Kiba had nearly caught Shino smile on camera. Never did "nothing" happen.

He really wished he could help her out, but having no idea what the problem was, he couldn't do a thing except give her chocolate. Which usually worked with Temari, but he'd never encountered a depressed Hinata- usually she was cheerful and friendly, bringing him up from wherever he was brooding about his paperwork. Never, never had he thought he'd be cheering Hinata up.

Of course, he had to- she always cheered him up, and it was the least he could do for his girlfriend.

They got a small, private table outside. Hinata had wanted something chocolate-covered (further proof that she was depressed), and Gaara was more of a cookie-dough type. Sitting outside, they ate their ice-cream in silence.

Finally, Gaara could stand it no longer, and he said, "Hinata... You don't look well. You look tired- like you haven't been sleeping."

She looked up. He continued, "You've got to get your sleep, you know. If not-" he paused dramatically- "You'll look like me." He finished by pointing to his eyes and staring into hers, as though he was being absolutely serious. He wasn't, of course. He was trying to make her laugh.

As for Hinata, up until he had said, "you'll look like me," she had been raptly attentive. At that point, her head dropped toward her ice cream. He moved as though to catch her, but she hadn't fallen asleep, she was just looking at Chocolate Chocolate Ice Cream.

She looked up at him, and said, with an unreadable expression, "I bet Temari asks you for ice cream when she's sad."

He nodded.

"And I bet you try to be funny," she continued. "To cheer her up."

He wasn't sure where she was going with this, and he'd thought he had been funny. "I wanted to cheer you up," he said frankly. "You looked depressed."

She smiled at him, a truly happy smile. Suddenly, she didn't look quite so ill anymore. Perhaps she was just blushing a little- he'd never quite figured out why the most random things made her blush. "Not anymore."

The End


So... how was it?

Oh, and I'm not really sure why Hinata was depressed- maybe it'll show up later on. I'm not sure. I think she failed a mission.

Are they believable? I guess Hinata was a little OOC at the end.

Anyway, review if you liked it. Or if you didn't, and thought it needed help. I have 24 more chapters planned- if not yet written. A collection of one-shots.

TTFN!