Jelieschic128: So just to remind y'all I don't own Naruto and if I did every book would be rated Mature… *perverted laugh* I would just like to say thank you to those five totally awesome readers who reviewed. I must apologize to everyone. I'm sooo sorry this fic came out sooo late… Blame finals! :D loves ya! Thanks for two things. Being kind to me, and being patient. Oh! Special thanks to Tin-Chan. My stories wouldn't be the same without you!

Oh Mann!

I'm forgetting so much! Calling all Betas! Uhh well I kind of need one. Send me an email if you're interested… I love fan fic but it confuses me sometimes. carmen_ :D

Now on with the story! ^-^

Chapter Three

Gaara's POV :D

That was weird. I slowly stand collecting my things and leave. As I'm heading down the hall, I lift my head. I have no idea where I'm going. I'm supposed to have some other class before lunch, or was it after? Again, I have no idea, I figure what the hell, and walk out to the cafeteria. The room is gradually filling up with bodies. I see no point in staying in here so I continue out into the courtyard. As I pass through the double archway, I hear my name being called. I pause then continue outside. The courtyard holds hardly any life. On the rims of the corridors are two couples embracing. I scoff and continue towards the grass. In the middle of the courtyard, green grass plays as carpet and a large willow tree acts as a crutch to the faint green walls surrounding. It seems rather peaceful so I walked towards the tree and slip down the trunk, resting against it with my back towards the crowd growing larger by the second.

Sighing I look down to my feet and slowly my vision grows darker.

I stand-alone in a room. The bright yellow light practically blinds me. Shielding my eyes with my right arm, I feel around. Got it. Flicking off the switch I sigh silently. As I slide down the wall, I welcome the darkness. It's kept me so much company the last sixteen years. My thoughts flood in slowly. Within seconds, images of a figure with blonde hair and a gentle smile rack my mind. I try shaking it off, but to no avail. The images just get brighter and longer. The figure turns their back to me and walks into the dark abyss. I stand and quickly reach out calling them to face me. As they inch further and further, my voice becomes silent. I clench my throat scared that I might have lost my voice. No. I'm scared of losing that. I am terrified. Of what?

Being alone?

White light pours over my face as a hand sweeps over my shoulder. Annoyed I brusquely brush it off. My eyes harshly glare upwards to my invader. They meet with two wounded azure ones.

Naruto's POV :D

[A/N: sorry guys I kinda got writer's block on Gaara… -shrugs- don't be mad?]

Grandma Tsunade pushes me out of her "office" saying that I'm wasting her time. I stumble out into the hallway. It must be lunch. I look down the hall and see a few kids leaning against the wall talking. Might as well get some food. I look down to my stomach and listen.

GGGRUMBLE!

Yup. Might as well…

I push open the double doors that lead into the cafeteria, when he caught my attention. Slumped against a tree in the courtyard. A not-so-gentle shove pushes me from the doors out into the grassy patch. Argh! Why can't people be just a little more considerate?

Staggering into the grass, I try catching my balance. I look over to the willow tree, where the crimson haired boy caught my interest. He looks like he's asleep. I wonder if I go over there what would happen… hey what the hell? No point in sitting around wondering…

I carefully crouch down making sure not to make any sudden movements or sounds to wake him. His face twitches now and then. Above his left shoulder a small fly is buzzing around. I hope it doesn't bother him. My eyes move from the insect to the black-lined lids fluttering. Grinning I brush away the bug. Sleeping Beauty awakens and harshly hits away my hand. I don't know why this upsets me but it does. I feel like he's just rejected me, and I BARLEY MET THE GUY!!! Hold on… Com'n Naruto. Get it together; remember he's a g-u-y