Chapter 3
Gaara's POV
What's wrong with that boy? He doesn't stop talking to me even though I ignore him. Maybe I should just stay in my room this time, and hope he will stop being so interested in me. I was so used to people ignoring me after they had spend some time with me, realizing I wouldn't talk to them. So why didn't he stop.
I sat down on my bed and took out my sketchbook and a pencil. I began drawing a face. I got lost in the drawing, waking up when my stomach growled. I suddenly noticed what I had drawn. It was a slim face with short spiky hair, big round eyes and three lines on each cheek. This was..
I leaned back, knocking my head against the wall repeatedly. Why. This was Naruto's face I had drawn. There must be something wrong with me. Food! I need food, so I can think properly and find out what was wrong with me.
I got up and opened my door. It was after midnight and everybody had gone to bed long ago. I liked it like this. The silence and the feeling that I'm all alone. I walked towards the kitchen, beginning to feel tired, but I knew I wouldn't fall asleep now even if I tried. I got into the kitchen, beginning to cook something. I rummaged through the fridge, looking for anything that could be used.
Naruto's POV
I rubbed my eyes, closing them for a while and opening them again. I was so tired. I looked at the clock on my nightstand and saw it was almost morning. Fuck I had read all night again. I put a piece of paper in my book, so I could continue reading tomorrow, and turned off the light.
I tried to fall asleep, but I was so thirsty. After some time, I realized I couldn't fall asleep, and turned on the light again. I had to blink a couple of times, being almost blinded by the annoyingly sharp light. I cursed out loud, when I got out of bed and realized just how cold it was. I tiptoed out of my room and into the kitchen. There I almost jumped by surprise. In the dark I saw someone sitting by the table. I slowly inched closer. My eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness, and I saw it was.. it was Gaara. I almost jumped with excitement. I half ran towards him, sitting on the chair in front of his.
"Hey Gaara, what are you doing here so late at night?" I whispered. He just looked at me expressionless and pointed down. I looked and saw a plate with food.
"Oh.." I said, sounding rather stupid. God! Come on.. I have to get him to talk. What should I say, what should I say? I kept repeating that line inside my head.
"You don't have to say anything" a deep, almost coarse voice said. I looked around, surprised before I noticed it had come form Gaara. Oh my God. I had said that out loud. I felt like giving myself a face palm, how stupid could I be.
"Why didn't you eat with the rest of us?" I asked curious. "I didn't feel like it" came the reply. My smile got wider and wider, and I tried hard to dampen it, trying not to look like a lunatic. He had actually replied. Finally!
"It's pretty late, aren't you tired?" I asked, curious. I had finally got him to talk, I had to take advances of that fully. Maybe he was just sleepy and that's why he answered. I looked at him expectantly. After some time Gaara looked up at me
"Yes I am, but I can't sleep" Maybe he got tired of me starring at him, and thought it was better to reply to my question, I don't know I'm just happy he did.
"I know, It's so irritating, when your body feel tired, but somehow your mind can't calm down enough to sleep" I say smiling. He looked at me as if what I said was strange. He continued eating, ignoring me like usually. It shouldn't surprise me that the conversation just ended like that, since he usually ignored me. It didn't bother me that much. I got him to say two sentences so far, so if I just continued talking to him, I'm sure I can get him to open up. I continued sitting there talking excitedly to him about the book I was reading right now, just to fill the silence. A couple of minutes later he just got up, put his things away and just went back. I grinned. I had won this one, so it was only a matter of time.
Gaara's POV
I had replied to him. I had actually had a conversation with Naruto. I just gave up, he would probably continue talking to me till I talked back. It was going to happen sooner or later. I just got irritated by him sitting there staring at me, I just.. I don't know. Before I knew what happened I had answered him. I shouldn't have, because that only encouraged him to continue to talk to me. He just couldn't shut up afterwards, going on and on about some book. I just zoned out, trying to forget he was there. I can't believe he got me to answer. But… Talking to him was actually kind of nice. I froze. Had I actually just thought that? It was nice to talk to him. There must be something wrong with me. Definitely something wrong. Maybe I should keep some distance from him for some time. Yeah. I'll do that. I would go back to normal after being away from him for some time. This was only a once in a lifetime thing.
Aww.. Gaara is soo confused and is beginning to melt slowly