A little late, but here you go!
How did he end up in this position? Oh that's right, he saved a fellow ninja from drowning like the hero he is and now he is pinned to a tree by sand while the person he saved stood in front of him looking at him expressionlessly.
"You know any other person would thank the person profusely for saving their life!" yelled Naruto indignantly to the red head, who didn't even blink at his shout.
"What were you doing to me?" said a raspy voice finally after a period of silence.
"Wha?" asked Naruto, stunned. "What do you mean?"
"You had your lips touching mine." Said Gaara stoically, which was really baffling considering the conversation. "I have heard that there was a method that is like that, that shows affection. Was that it?"
"Eh?! No, that was something called CPR!" exclaimed Naruto, struggling in vain against the sand that didn't even budge. Did Gaara think he was kissing him? It also seemed like he doesn't even know about kissing. "It is a revival method, mostly with drowning!"
"I see." Was the short reply. Another period of silence with Naruto still pinned to the tree.
"Uh, can you let me go now since you know nothing happened?" asked Naruto. "Shouldn't I be set free as a sign of gratitude for saving you?" It's what he deserved right? He hoped the red head wasn't murderous enough to kill someone who saved him.
Gaara looked contemplative, causing Naruto to mentally cross his fingers. The sudden loss of sand caused Naruto to fall ungracefully on the ground, earning a mouth full of sand. The sand in the gourd was still wet and hard to manage so Gaara used the sand from the ground to pin the blonde.
"Alright, I will let you go this time." Said Gaara as he walked away without looking back, leaving the blonde sitting there spitting out sand.
"What..the..hell…was..that about?" Naruto muttered between spitting. Sure, he was glad he didn't get crushed by sand, but he wasn't thanked he was given a warning. That guy wouldn't know thankfulness if it bit him in the butt.
"Yeah, you're welcome, no brows!" yelled Naruto to the empty tree line, as he stomped in the opposite direction. He was going train while there was still light out, he had to kick a certain Hyuuga's butt after all.
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"Oh, there you are, Gaara." Greeted Temari nervously and relief before she noticed something. "W..why are you all wet?" Kankuro looked over curiously as well. A glare from the youngest sibling was their only answer, causing the two to flinch and sweat nervously.
"It is none of your concern." Said Gaara coldly, before heading up to the roof. The two let out an audible sigh of relief when he exited the room.
Kankuro turned to Temari. "I wonder what happened. Gaara hates water, he can't even swim." A shrug was all Temari could give.
"I don't know." Replied the fan user. "Something happened, I just hope whatever it was doesn't have any consequences."
A grumbled agreement came from the puppet user.
Meanwhile Gaara sat on top of the roof, still as a statue. He just couldn't get what happened, no one has ever tried to save him before. It was always people trying to kill him or would stand by because they knew he couldn't get hurt. Yet, someone did and now his chest feels funny. What is this feeling?