Here's the second chappy! I really wanted to introduce the "game," well, there are actually multiple ones - but that's another thing entirely. Gaara and Hinata - I should create like a theme song for them or something, now that would be cool ... Onward with the story! Read and review :3
The lights flashed everywhere, illuminating the hands and other body parts that were coming in very close contact. The music ringed deafeningly, and it made one's heart thump very loudly. One could smell the sweat in the air - Gaara definitely could. And it somehow made him alert, alert to all the energy and adrenaline that engulfed his best friend's house. It was as if everyone there, dancing to the music that the dj played, was solely concentrated on rubbing, grinding, and enjoying themselves - the night was endless.
Leave it to Naruto to plan a party, thought Gaara smugly. His smirk didn't go unnoticed by Naruto, as he effortlessly reached his friend.
"Well, someone bite my shorts! It's Gaara! Where have you been, man?" Naruto's happy mood could lighten up anybody, but Gaara simply rolled his eyes. Even though he didn't like to admit it, Gaara had become very close friends with Naruto because of his strong character, which much resembled his own. Gaara was more of the reserved one while Naruto was the outspoken one - completely opposite, yet very similar.
"Here and there," replied Gaara. He knew quite well that Naruto probably had a clue or two about where he had been; various problems had arisen with his family back in Suna, therefore causing him to be MIA for some time.
"Right, right... So are you here to party, or what? Come'n, I'll show you where I'm hanging out. By the way, you won't believe the girl I have, she has all the right curves and the most beautiful face -" Gaara could no longer hear Naruto, he merely followed him deeper into the place, away from all the sweating bodies. Don't misunderstand Gaara; he could dance - hot and dirty. But at that very moment, he didn't feel like it, especially not with the person who was stealthily advancing towards him. Her hips swayed to the side with every step, but Gaara thought that she was going to break a hip if she didn't stop trying so hard. He liked girls who were natural, not girls who ended up looking like clowns.
"Hey there, stranger," purred Sakura. "Why didn't you tell me that Gaara was coming back, Naruto?" Sakura lightly put her hands on Naruto's arm; for a second there, Gaara saw that Sakura attempted to grab Naruto's whole attention on her, but Naruto merely nodded at her. Sakura then turned her attention to Gaara; her gaze seemed to turn into one of a panther, deliciously preying on her hunt. Her hands left Naruto's arm - making Naruto inwardly sighed - and made their way to Gaara's shirt. Running her hands up and down his shirt she licked her lips, making sure that Gaara caught her in the act. "Where have you been, Gaara? Hiding?"
"I've been out of town, Sakura -"
"Oh... you've been gone for too long Gaara, for far too long. I missed you."
"I'm pretty sure you found someone else to play with."
"But I love playing with you - you are my favorite. Always will be, Gaara."
"I'm done playing with you. I don't care about the game anymore."
"No, Gaara, you of all people will never be done with the game, and neither will I."
"I am. It's dangerous and the last time someone almost got killed," Gaara whispered the last part and smoothly removed her wandering hand from traveling any farther. Even thinking about the past year made Gaara shudder. Sakura was just another remnant of it. "Perhaps we'll catch up some other time." With that, he turned on his heel and followed Naruto, thanking to whoever was looking at him at that moment for giving Naruto the skills to know he no longer wanted to speak to Sakura.
"Thanks, man."
"Yeah, sure no prob. I would've saved you earlier, but Sakura can be kind of mean...She punched me two days ago, and, dude, I'm not kidding when I say I have a bruise the size of a fist. It huuurts, Gaara."
"You wuss. You would have left me to die."
"Ha! That's exactly what you would have done had we been in switched places! Anyway, here we are. Everyone, Gaara's back!"
"EY! GAARA!" a chorus of voices welcomed Gaara. The familiarity of all the faces was nice to Gaara; the feeling of belonging was strong in this welcome as well. He had missed this, missed them. Neji sat at the farthest corner with a - drunk? - Tenten whispering in his ear and swinging her drink back and forth. Gaara definitely did not miss the slight smirk on Neji's face - he was certainly a cheeky fellow. A few feet away stood Chouji - with his bag of chips. That guy never changes, nor does he get fatter in a sense, thought Gaara, wondering on whether there was an endless whole within the guy. Chouji was holding a conversation with Rock Lee, talking about something about the "youth." Lee still wore that green spandex of his, but now it was a darker green. Naruto had seated himself next to Lee, but was simulataneously talking to Lee, Sai and Kiba. Kiba - with his...pet. Never liked that beast. Akamaru had sensed Gaara eyeing him evilly and had taken to growling lowly to him. This intense staring contest was broken by Ino...more like Ino's face. Since the moment she had heard Gaara was back, she had tried to desperately lay off working too hard and staying up late, so that - in Ino's words - "the natural beauty could replenish."
"Hey, Gaara! You handsome man, look at those arms! They are just so, so muscular! Can I touch them!" eagerly inquired Ino as she surveyed Gaara's arms.
"Leave the guy alone, Ino, can't you see he is still taking in the scene?" sighed Shino from behind them. Gaara wasn't scared easily, but Shino sometimes liked to just crawl into the scene - this was no exception. "Hey, Gaara," Shino said, "You, come on, you owe me a drink anyway."
"Me? What for?" yelled Ino, half deafening Gaara in the process.
"For that bet that we made - remember? Yeah, that one. I just want a couple drinks."
"A couple! We only said one!"
"Yeah, yeah, come on. See ya later Gaara," said Shino as he hurriedly shoved Ino towards the bar while she tried to go back to Gaara, all her preparation in vain. The gang was nearly complete, except for Sasuke and Shikamaru. Shikamaru was probably off somewhere asleep, or since Gaara knew better, attending to his older sister, Temari, as her boyfriend. As for Sasuke...he really could care less where that guy was. Sasuke would most likely be doing something for Orochimaru - they were truly inseperable.
"Everyone's here," smiled Gaara contently, forgetting about everything that happened that day.
The Dirt Poor Robins' "Great Vacation" could be softly heard in the background, the only other sound was Hinata's light humming. Her room held a blue hue all around, and a faint fragrance of honey and water. The night was definitely Hinata's favorite time of the day since with it came the stars, the moon, and dark color blue. Hinata was pretty biased, but she truly believed that the nighttime had a sort of dark, rich blue color rather than black, like most people said. In her zealous belief, she had painted her toenails and her hands an electric, deep blue, effectively shocking her dad the morning after she had decided to paint them. He had fussed about it being such an eye-catching color, and had gone on about the Hyuuga name being a respectable one - blah, blah, blah. All this Hyuuga talk sometimes made Hinata want to tear her hair out.
Right now, Hinata was trying to create an escape route from her bedroom window to go to Naruto's house party, but the odds of her getting away were slim. The cherry blossom tree was tall enough to reach her window, but since it looked so pretty she didn't want to ruin it by leaving the tree molested. Maybe I could get my sister to distract my dad, mused Hinata. As if summoned, Hanabi waltzed into Hinata's room with the widest grin Hinata thought possible on someone's face.
"Who made you smile like that? It's creepy, so stop."
"Creepy? God, Hinata, sometimes I worry about your sense of humor..."
"Thanks, sis, that's just what I needed. What do you want?"
"I'm only kidding! Lighten up, Hina, I've got awesome news! Well, awesome for me anyway-"
"What Hanabi? What?"
"Alright, alright, don't lose your socks. Soooo, you know Rock Lee, right?"
"Yeah, my best friend, Hanabi. I know him."
"Yeah, well, he..uum..he..well, he..."
"Will you say it already? You are ruining my humming mood, you bum."
"...HE ASKED ME OUT! Aaahh! There, I said it, now I'll take my leave!"
"He what!" hollered Hinata as she quickly turned to her sister. "Lee asked you out, like on a date?" After Hanabi's small nod, Hinata asked, "When? How? Where? Why?" That seemed to be the most important question at the very moment because Lee had never mentioned to Hinata that he was going to make a move on her little sister. Oh! When I see Lee, I'll - Argh! Quickly shifting to Hanabi, she moved towards her sister and brought her to sit on her bed.
"Okay, explain this to me nice and slow."
"Well, you probably don't know this, but Lee and I have been kind of hanging out for the couple last weeks, and a few days ago... we kind of kissed."
"You kissed Rock Lee? Like, on the cheek, right?"
Rolling her eyes, Hanabi replied with a sarcastic "Yeeaaahhh! You idiot, we kissed on the mouth! And who knew he was such a great kisser? Wow is all I have to say."
"Spare me those details, Hanabi. So, you guys have been seeing each other for a while now, but just recently he made it official?"
"Uum, yeah. Isn't it wonderful?"
"Uh, yeah, sure. Just delightful," responded Hinata as she faked gagging. Hanabi swatted Hinata's shoulder and made to storm out of her room. "Wait, Hanabi. I'm kidding, okay? Now, let me guess. You didn't just come to tell me about Rock Lee asking you out to a date, right?" Hanabi's guilty face said it all. "So spill it."
Skipping back to where she was sitting, Hanabi began to plead with Hinata to help her choose the best dress to wear, to impress Lee, of course. At this request, Hinata was laughing so hard, but one glance at Hanabi's face and Hinata was back to her best behavior. "Ok, ok, I can see that you really like Lee. Awww, in a way, it's cute. But you better not hurt him, Hanabi! I can tell you really like him, but he's my best friend and it would suck if you really hurt him. He's quirky, but nice. Promise?"
"Oh sis! You worry too much! Fine, I'll promise. I'll even pinky promise like we used to."
"Even better!"
As the sisters playfully pinky promised, Hinata's cellphone beeped off far away. The silence that followed was questioning, but when the sound was heard again Hinata ran to find it. "Help me Hanabi, it's gotta be around here somewhere. Aha! I found it! Moshi-moshi?"
"Hinata-chan."
"Eek, Naruto-kun," Hanabi's ears perked up at this name.
"Aren't you coming, Hinata-chan? The party's still going to go on until 3 a.m., but we could go somewhere else more quiet if you wanted."
"Quiet? I would really like to Naruto-kun, but Dad's being really stubborn and he won't let me go."
"Oh, I see. Well, I miss you Hinata."
"I..I miss you too, Naruto-kun."
"Please, just call me Naruto."
"It's just so customary, Naruto-ku-eek!"
A deep rumble could be heard through the line as Naruto laughed, "It's okay, Hinata. Well, then good night Hinata."
"G-good night, Naruto," finished Hinata as she slid the phone away from her cheek and clicked the end button. The tight grip she had had on the phone loosend as she recalled the way Naruto laughed - it made her body tingle. Hanabi's attempts of suppressing her laughter were all of a sudden apparent to Hinata.
"What are you laughing at?"
"You, and your "Naruto-kun's!"
"Shut up! You are the one who is falling head over heels for Lee!"
"Then what do you call what you are doing with Naruto?"
"I just like him..."
"Sometimes I think you are far more innocent than me, Hinata."
"Oh whatever! Come'n, let's go look at those stupid magazines you get all the time with the pretty dresses in them," replied Hinata. The night had not ended exactly the way she had planned; she had even forgotten entirely about the mystery guy earlier in the day.
Done! R&R! :)
