Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, Gaara and Hinata would be in love, and Karin would have been shot already. The only things I own are the plot, the (barely) funny stupidity and a box of Oreo Cakesters and Pocky.

(A/N: Okay, so I know I'm probably one of the biggest shit faces in the world. I have no excuse for not updating other than; I'm a lazy bitch. Sorry.

By the way, Gaara, Hinata and pretty much everyone else is sixteen, and juniors in high school.

Kankuro is 17, and is a senior. Temari is 18, and is a college freshman. She doesn't live with Gaara and Kankuro, but rather at her college/university.)

ON WITH THE STORY!

Chapter Two:

Hinata's P.O.V.:

My life is shit.

My life is shit.

My life is shit.

Why is my life shit? 'Cause my so-called-best-friend Naruto (1) is just so freaking shitastic that he introduced me to the one guy who assaulted my neck last week; the shit face I know and hate, Gaara Sabaku.

"…so anyway! Gaara, meet Hinata! Hinata, meet Gaara!" says Naruto in his usual cheerful voice that, at the moment, makes me want to shove hydrochloric acid down his, and shitface's throat. (2)

"We've met. She's in my Chemistry and Calculus class." Shitface sticks his hand out to me after he says this. "By the way, how is your butt? I remember that you fell in Calculus. Is it sore?" And he smirks.

Oh hell no.

Two can play at this game, Shitface.

"No, my butt is fine. Thanks for the concern though." I say while shaking his hand, trying to keep my voice calm and level. "By the way, did that burn clear up from spilling those corrosive substances on your hand? Sulfuric acid and bromine mixed together must hurt, huh?" I smiled "sweetly".

Naruto is laughing his ass off. Gaara is glaring. Perfect.

"My hand is fine, thank you." I could've sworn I heard a snarl somewhere in that sentence.

"Really? You could've fooled with, what with the colorful vocabulary you had going on over there."
I could just imagine the scoreboard now.

Hinata: 2

Shitface: 0

"Hyuga, you wanna go?"

I stare into his piercing, cold green eyes.

"Try me, Sabaku." I whisper.

"Uh, guys," Naruto says while trying to get in between us so we don't break each other's noses, "Maybe we should get some lunch?" Cue his nervous laugh.

"I will break you Hyuga. Just watch." I hear him say before he walks away.

THIS. MEANS. WAR.

(A/N: Okay, this is terrible. Like, to the extreme. [I.e. Grammar mistakes, run on sentences, fragments etc.] Not to mention that it's really short. But, please review anyways? I'll actually TRY to update this, when I have the time and creative juices flowing, you know?)