Gaara's POV
It was around midnight when Gaara decided to go out side and look at the stars. There was such a vast amount of them that he couldn't help but look at them every night. "Gaara, are you out here?" He looked down emotionlessly at his older sibling, Temari.
She looked up and then smiled, "Would you come down and eat?" Gaara held back a sigh as he jumped down in front of her. She smiled once again and he walked inside with her. He smelt pizza and could tell that it was bought.
Kankuro was already eating a slice when he smiled at Gaara. Temari shook her head, "You can't wait to eat with us can you?" He looked down, "Well you took to long to get it, and I got hungry." Gaara smiled a little, his brother was so impatient when it came to thing.
After a minute of eating Temari and Kankuro starting fighting, so Gaara finished his food and went back outside. It was quite usual that those two were fighting, and he had learned to not get in the middle of it. But when he was looking at the sky his mind turned to Hinata.
Why is she in my head so much? Gaara asked himself flustered. Is it because she is too nice to hate me? Or that I am just going crazy?
