Okaaaay I kinda went on hiatus on this story...because of the whole issue of migrating and starting boarding school. What a pain...so after settling in the school and a plead from one of my nubs I decided to update this chappie and try to do so almost every week...if I can~

Warning: Nothing to warn against really...just a cute maid outfit like promised ne?

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto...Masashi does~

*GRUNT*GRUNT*GRUNT*GRUNT*GRUNT* "Ha!"

"Again!"

*THUMP*THUMP*THUMP*THUMP*THUMP*

"Again!"

*PANT*PANT*PANT*PANT*PANT*

"AGAIN!"

"HAA!"

Neji smirked, still in ready position. His chest heaved slightly as a few drops of sweat perched themselves on shoulders, abs, biceps and muscles. Same for his partner who was almost the opposite. Damp red hair stuck to his forehead piercing minty green eyes leaking through the bangs. A red kanji was tattooed on his forehead and insomniac rings covered by eyeliner...don't ask the brand, he'd never tell or if he did you won't be able to talk on the subject again. Not even buy your own. This was all opposite to long dark chocolate brown hair in a makeshift bun, pale lavender eyes, wide and clear, and a green tattoo, an 'x' and hooks at its sides across the forehead. The only similarity about them is the pale skin, pierced ears and toned bodies, fit for eyecandy. Both had their hands up in position, feet apart, balancing their body weight. The air was tense, their bodies tense, their lips relaxed in a smirk.

Hiashi stood nearby, looking from on to the other, before nodding in finality.

"Again!" he commanded.

Both teen leaped, their kicks meeting before going into a spar of attacks, blocks and dodges. Gaara aimed a palm to Neji's head who leaned back to a flip before straightening again. Fluid movements corresponded between the two boys with Gaara's a little edgy and a hint of originality. Gaara ducked a kick aimed at his head, jumping afterwards when the feet returned for his feet, Both had strong defenses and the spar went a little longer than usual. Neji's messy bun soon pulled of it's clip and flowed along his movements. But as you know, not everyone is perfect, though the two friends were somewhat perfectionists. Gaara did the mistake of pausing for a secong and Neji took this small window to strike Gaara slick chest with his palms. Gaara went down a little hard, the pain shown in his face for a minisecond before settling in a scowl. Neji qucikly went to his ready position, smirking at the fuming redhead.

"Bastard," Gaara muttered, switching his gaze to the ceiling to burn a hole through it.

Neji shrugged as he relaxed, cracking his neck.

"Good...you've improved greatly, Gaara," Hiashi complimented, tapping his cane.

Gaara stood up, brought fist and palm together and bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Hiashi-sensei," he muttered.

He straightened up again beside Neji who still had a few inches on him.

"It is your hard work that makes you so skilled in Gentle Fist...I just guided you along,"

Gaara nodded, giving a small smile...atleast that's what it felt like.

"Alright that's it for today...do home and rest,"

Both bowed again, Hiashi returning the act.

"Later Uncle," Neji waved as the man walked out of the room.

Gaara let out a sigh as he walked towards his bags at the side of the room. To a normal person they would've groaned in pain after working out with Hiashi. Gaara was once like that but now, he would only rolled his shoulders to get the tensity out. Guess the hard work paid off in the end, hor he and Neji almost had identical body structures, Emphasis on the almost. If only he'd been taller.

They exited the room to the joint bathroom, grabbing a basin to put their bath supplies in. They stripped down and hit the showers, each wetting and lathering themselves. A coconut scent drifted over the wall that separated the two to Gaara's side.

'He's using the shampoo,' he thought automatically.

Gaara snapped his own strawberry scented shampoo and lathered up his hair. The bathroom was then scented with cinnamon and nutmeg before the showers were shut off. They quickly dried off and proceeded to get dress. They exited the bathroom in a swirl of scents and walked through the hallways of the Hyuuga household. Don't get confused though. This was the house for the dominant branch of the Hyuga familt. The other was also wealthy however they acquired their wealth being bodyguards for prestigious leaders in society and their families. Neji's father took the job of protecting the Sabaku family, after being switched from protecting his older twin, Hiashi. Although the discrimination of the two branches had diminished, the traditions stayed the same. The members of the Lower Branch would receive tattoo on the forehead at the age 10, nicknamed the "Curse Mark" due to legend, after 2 years of training which started at 8.

"Neji-nii!"

Neji and Gara turned to see a bouncing pre-teen running towards them, her ponytail swishing and bouncing along behind her.

"Hey Hanabi," Neji greeted laying a hand on her head.

"Hey Gaara," she greeted the redhead who nodded silently with a little smile.

"What is it, Hanabi?" Neji asked rustling her hair to her her attention.

"Well, me and friends," she grabbed the hand, peeking from under it, "want to go the movies tomorrow and we need a ride to and from the mall,"

"And Hinata can't do it?"

"She's going on a date with Itachi tomorrow," she explained, playing with his fingers.

"I don't think I can play chauffer...you know my duties Hana-"

"I'll come with..."

"Huh?"

"Really?" Hanabi squealed happily.

Gaara shrugged nonchalantly.

"I've got nothing to to do anyway," he said looking up at Neji.

He smirked at the expression on Neji's face. It's on thing Neji hated and that's fan girls. Gaara had one of his own that consisted of people who weren't afraid of him but it wasn't as much as the fans who worshiped Neji. And some were from Hanabi's group.

"Wait, why can't the driver of the house carry you?" Neji asked.

"Dad just left with him to a business meeting...won't be back for a few days,"

"Neji's face fell and I just smirked in amusement.

"Fine," he sighed.

"Yay!" she cheered, jumping up to hug his neck tightly.

She continued to skip down the hall, her hair bouncing behind her as she turned around the corner. A mischievous smile crossed Gaara's face as he watched the Hyuga watch his cousin go.

"You know...if I wasn't supposed to protect your ass, I would totally kill you right now," Neji growled.

"You know you love me...c'mon I wanna go home,"

He didn't look back to see if the Hyuga was following, missing the slow smile that crossed the boy's serious features.

Gaara revved the engine as he sped down the long one way street to his home. He loved the thrills he got from driving fast. It always helped him think and relax. The car vibrated in a rhythm as the radio was put on full blast. Alternate rock circled around his head, causing it to nod along to the beats. A red light slowed the pulsing red Audi to a stop, the engine purring. A white twin rolled up beside it, a black spoiler on the trunk. Gaara turned his head lazily to the left, rolling down the tinted passenger's window.

Neji smirked at the redhead before nodding towards his windshield. Gaara followed the gesture to see the private road leading up the iron gates of the Sabaku property, blocked constantly by traffic. Gaara chuckled lightly before flipping out hs phone and speed dialing.

"Yeah?"

"Genma, open the gates,"

"Ohh really? Okay I'll get my camera ready,"

"Damn, I put my bet on-"

Gaara flipped the phone shut and tossed it on the passenger's seat. Neji's revved his enginge signaling his was ready to go. Gaara nodded his head at the brunette who grinned as he turned to his windscreen. Both wound up their windows and waited. Gaara pressed the gas slightly, his enging growling with life, his face relaxing to one of no emotion yet concentration. They waited, staring up at the red light, that smiled at them. Traffic continued across the intersection, as if on it's own business.

Adrenaline raced through Gaara's system as he relaxed and gripped the steering wheel with his right hand, and body leaning on the door. His fingers of his left, drummed on the leather armrest and revved once again.

'5...4...3...2...'

SCREECH

They were off, speeding across the intersection, an audience of headlights flashing them changed to an audience of whispering trees, whispering their cheers with leaves. They were tied for almost the whole race until Neji inched a bit ahead...then Gaara...then Neji. They kept swapping places along the paved road until the crossed the gate line, with teh fountain quickly approaching. Both parted in their lanes, drifting around the circular base. Both smirked at each other as their cars faced forward in that quick second, before screeching to a halt at the main house, dirt kicked up by the tires. As the dust rested, the exited the cars and waited. The fountain then glowed light blue with the pressure just a bit harder than usual as the water sprayed upwards.

"Yes!" Neji fist pumped the air.

Gaara groaned and glared at the Hyuga who returned it with a smirk.

"Uh-oh...you are going to suffer, lil bro,"

"The two turned to see Kankuro, sitting on the steps with an amused smirk.

"Oh I'll be nice this time," Neji grinned.

"Bullshit," Gaara coughed.

Kankarou chuckled, "I pity you, dear lil brother,"

"Shit, c'mon and let's get this over with," Gaara cursed, hands crossed and his weight shifted to one foot.

Neji's grin turned sickly and creepy that only mean one thing. Gaara involuntarily shuddered as the Hyuga passed walking into the house. Gaara soon followed.

"Serve the king well, little brother," Kankurou called at him.

"Shut the fuck up," Gaara growled.

This is going to be a long night.

"Aaaah...ah-ha...oww...FUCK!"

"Stop shouting...you've done this enough times before so it shouldn't be this tight,"

"F-fuck you...c-can't wait till it's my turn," *grunt*

"Damn Gaara," Neji panted.

"Stop! Pleease~" Gaara begged.

"We only have one hole to go, panda," a girl purred and snickered, "so just stop squirming,"

"It's going in again...so relaxed and take a deep breath,"

"GYAAAH!" Gaara yelled as pain shot up his back.

He felt like his chest was going to explode.

Gaara's POV

I HATE CORSETS.

Why am I wearing one?

Part of the punishment of the one who lost the challenge.

Who made it up?

Ironically...I did.

What? I was feeling giddy and mischievous. Plus I thought I wouldn't ever lose, cocky bastard I am. I got the IQ of almost 200 and I caught myself in my web.

"This is stupid," I muttered.

"You're the one who suggested it in the first place," Neji reminded, backing up to admire his work.

The lace crisscrossed the bare skin with complicated ties up the spine and an elaborate bow at the lower back. White frill lace, ruffled around the top rim of the satin and boned boa. A black choker circled my neck, with a small bell at the front and a red bow decorating. A four layer skirt, floated around my hips and just below my ass, making it a tedious deed to retrieve something below my reach, and diamond fishnets checkered my smooth skin. Smoother than a baby's ass due to the convenience of laser hair removal...body hair just irks me.

"Plus you were the one who got the outfit," Neji added.

Thank God I had mercy to get the ballet flats otherwise I'd be cursing quite colourfully.

"You sure got taste, Gaara," Tatsuki commented.

She replaced Sana after the incident as my personal maid. I must admit that I'm more open to her than to Sana.

Why?

Well for starters, the girl can kick ass! She's obedient but to a point. Disrespect her and consider yourself killed, chopped up and flattened out by a steamroller on the hot melting asphalt. I learnt my lesson the last time I took my status too. She punched me out cold for 2 days and Neji wouldn't lift a finger...something about me needing to get a new sense of life and stop wallowing. She gained my respect from me afterwards. I learnt that taking your anger and frustrations on lowly people was not the situation and I shall take that to my grave. Thank God for Dr Haku. I'm a changed man; though I may need him now concerning my situation.

"Get me water, bitch,"

Yeah that's another part of the punishment...so in all...you wear a maid's uniform, be bossed around and be called colourful names by the 'master'...all suggested by me. Neji suggested milder punishments but I had to open my mouth.

"Yes, Neji-sama," I replied with much venom in my voice.

He smirked as he lounged on my bed with the remote gripped in one hand. I stomped out of the room, my skirt flouncing. I hoped none of my sibling saw me like this...

"Aww sGaara...you look so cute~"

Spoke too soon. Temari pulled on the ribbon, from the maid headdress, smiling widely at me.

"I don't do cute," i growled.

"But you are. So unfair that I can't dress you up like this but Neji-kun can," she whined playfully.

I scowled.

"My own mouth dressed me like this," I grumbled.

"Oooh Gaara I never knew you were into cosplay~" the blondie grinned.

"Nothing...just get lost,"

"Wait I want a picture,"

"Temari," I growled warning.

"Fine fine," she pouted.

I continued past her when I heard a beep. I turned and was blinded by a flash.

"What the-" I blinked the dots out of my eyes.

"This is going in the album~" she sang and ran into her room.

The door slammed before I could reach her. I fumed as I spun off in the kitchen to get the bastard master his water. Maybe I should add laxatives to it. A grin grew on my face as I pondered on the scheme. I grabbed a glass from the cabinet and went to the fridge fro a bottled water in the door. I put it on a tray and trekked back up the stairs. I heard whispering from behind me and didn't see anyone around when I turned to look. Maids must be having a fucking field day every time this happens. I entered the room to see 'his highness' killing civilians on video game on the white leather loveseat. Grand Theft Auto. I stomped over to him with the tray.

"Here," I grumbled.

He paused in the middle of hacking a prostitute and took the bottle and left the glass with me. Bastard much? I placed the glass on the coffee table.

"Anything else?" I said my patience straining.

He looked up in a thoughtful gaze and looked around, a finger on his chin. He stayed like that for awhile and my self-restraint dwindled all but slowly.

"Well?"

"Turn off the game console and put this controller back," he commanded.

A tick appeared beside my tattoo. I could feel it pulsing there.

"Hai,"

I took the controller away from him and walked over to the glass television stand/cabinet. I forgot I was wearing a skirt and bent down to where the Playstation was and felt cold air go easily through my legs. I shivered as I was wearing nothing but boxer briefs underneath, unlike the usual boxers. I got back up and turned to see a light blush fading away from Neji's face. I pushed it aside saying it could be anything and glared.

"Anything else,"

"I can't think of anything else for you to do so you're off,"

"Finally," I sighed, reaching behind my back to pull the corset bindings. I went to the bathroom connected to my room and finally breathed as the fabricated boa dropped from my chest, bringing the over lacy skirt down with it. I quickly changed into comfortable PJs, the bottoms hanging lazily and comfortably on my hips and exited. I ruffled my already wild hair with my hand as I took a seat. Who was now watching a movie that popped up on cable. It was a chck flick and the two main characters were in a heated make out session.

...

Why am I feeling bothered and awkward by this...wasn't like there was anyone I liked near me.

"You were supposed to call Naruto,"

Oh yeah...I forgot. I picked up the phone, silently happy that I got a distraction. I dialed the dumb blond's number and listened to the all too familiar voice.

"Yeeellow,"

"Naruto, it's-"

"None of your business teme!"

Umm.

"No...p-please hahaha!"

I saw Neji turn from the show in curiosity, from the corner of my eye. I still watched the couple look like they were about to go at it like rabbits.

"Naruto..." I repeated.

"Gaa-OKAY OKAY I SURRENDER! Q-QUIT IT!"

Neji nudged me and pointed at his ear and I put it on speaker.

"JEEZ IT'S JUST GAARA!"

We heard heavy breathing of Naruto.

"Naruto?" Neji tried.

"Oh Neji's there too? What's up guys?"

"Neji's little cousin wants to go out and needs us to drive them there, so you wanna kill time?" I asked.

"Yes thank you very much,"

"Mizuki?"

"Yeah, alive and kicking,"

"And we're not bothering to guess Sasuke's there,"

"Hn,"

"You think Shikamaru will come?" Neji asked.

"Naw, he said he had a date," Naruto filled in.

"Nara got a date?" I asked, an invisible eyebrow raised.

"I was just as surprised as you were, panda,"

I frowned at the phone, my eyes narrowed. I heard Naruto snicker.

"I know right...Shika getting his lazy balls out on a date is so unlike him...and Sasuke it's raccoon," Naruto giggled.

"Say one more thing and I'll castrate you both," I growled.

"Yeah reach through the phone will ya," Naruto laughed.

Then I heard him yelp.

"Oww...why'd you do that," he whined.

"Because obviously, you don't want to see Naruto Jr. and that you're stupid," Mizuki drawled before I heard the sound of teeth against candy.

"Not like it would be possible,"

"TEME!"

"Dobe,"

"Later," and I hung up.

There was silence in the room, besides the television blaring the music at end credits.

"Is it just me, or do I sense a double meaning in Sasuke's statement,"

I shrugged, "Probably just you,"

We spent the night watching movies.

Preview

Neji: Don't you have parents?

Hanabi: They're parents busy.

Neji: With what?

Girl1: Mine's working.

Girl2: Mine too~

Neji: With what?

Both: Work.

Neji: Siblings?

Both: Busy.

Neji: Busy?

Girl1: That's what happens when you brother and your best friend's sister are sexually active...

Girl2: Yeah~

Neji: O.o

Gaara: *Inner Lol

HAAAAA YES OUTTA MY SYSTEM THIS CHAPPIE! *now stuck at CDLT* *sighs dejected*

Gaara: I can't believe you did that...

Me: Oh you knew it would happen...plus it already did...you were there...it's over now ne?

Gaara: *looks out at audience with death glare* Tell this to no one!

Me: .:sweatdrops:.

Off-stage Neji: I need a foot massage, you slutty slave of insignificance~

Gaara: *groans and flounces off, skirt giving seconds of ass peekshow*

Me and Mizuki: *drools*

Mizuki: I wanna tap that~

Me: Down Mizu~ Our time shall come

How did you like that? The maid thing was totally obvious who was to be punished. Were you able to detect the hints i dropped like nuclear bombs in this...or did this chapter suck...review me your thoughts, criticism or just plain "I LOVE U" messages...Thanks for reading

Ja ne

Tanni-chii ;3