Disclaimer: I do not own any of the content in my story, although I really wish I did, it would be awesome, but sadly it all belongs to Masashi Kishimto and whichever publishing company he uses and the magazines his manga goes into, and I know I've forgotten to say this every time, but the credit also goes the company that created the Naruto anime, and the one presently creating the Naruto: Shippuden anime.

Warning: This story contains Shounen-ai/Yaoi/Slash-Fiction/boyxboy which is boys love, so if you are not open-minded or your religion does not approve of this, you might get scarred for life, so you should go back to the previous page. I hope you do read this and open your mind a little, but if not whatever.

A/N: I like this Chapter! Well this chapter is absolutely delightful! Oh my god, I can't wait for the next one. Finally, our TV is getting hooked up; I will finally be able to watch the season premiere for Teen Wolf. That has to be my favorite live action show. It is so awesome! Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it ^-^!

Chapter 4

Naruto's POV

We finally arrived at the building and we walked inside. We walked up some stairs and went to the top floor. We continued to walk down another hallway and stopped at a door. One of the other ninja's knocked and waited for a response. There was one and we walked inside. We all bowed respectively then Gaara walked forward, still holding on to me.

"Lady Tsunade, I think something's wrong with Naruto."

"Where did you find him? we've been searching everywhere for him, he disappeared a week ago."

"I found him in town. I think something's wrong with him."

"What is it; there are probably a lot of things wrong with him at the moment, after all what just happened you kind of have to expect it."

"Well, Naruto was following us earlier, and well I caught him… we started talking and he acted as if he didn't know me or anyone as a matter of fact. He didn't even say hello to Iruka Sensei." He pointed to one of the ninja behind him who were still standing there quietly.

"What! Are you joking?"

"Why would I joke about something like this?"

"You're right, but still. Naruto?"

"Yes?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"The Hokage?" she looked shocked and concerned."…why do you guys keep calling me 'he'? I'm a girl, can't you tell?" I put my hands across my chest and furrowed my brow. The shock was apparent on everyone's faces. I felt kind of strange.

"Gaara." The Hokage gestured for him to come closer and she said something in his ear that I couldn't hear. He nodded, then nodded again as she continued to talk. They were having a silent whispered argument about something I clearly was missing. Then it was quiet and he backed away with a defeated look on his face.

"Well Naruto-Chan, I guess you have some amnesia. We'll help you with that. Gaara over here has agreed to help you get adjusted to the village once again. He'll bring you to your apartment. I'll probably see you tomorrow, but until then, good bye." She waved us off and we went out, leaving the other two ninja with the Hokage. We walked out the door and out of the building. I was glad we left; it was so awkward in there, like I was either doing something wrong, or just being there was wrong. But I let it go and enjoyed the moment.

Gaara's POV

"Gaara." Tsunade-sama gestured me to come closer to her. I walked over to her and she gestured me to come up to her face. I turned my head and she started whispering in my ear.

"You're right, there is something seriously wrong with him. He thinks he's a girl!" She whispered. I turned.

"I don't know how he got amnesia, it must have been after he left the hospital, and I heard he was fine when he left."

"He was, that's the problem. Why do you think he lost his memory?"

"He could've hit his head or something, I don't know. Or maybe, the experience was too tramatic and he made himself forget."

"Those are both possible. I think we should just let him keep thinking he's a girl. Maybe that will help him for a while. I think trauma is a lot more possible than hurting yourself and getting amnesia. If it is Trauma, his memories will eventually come back, so for the time being, just let him be happy. And try to be nice, not like your usual gloomy attitude, kay?"

"Okay, but don't you think we should tell him he's a guy?"

"Don't, not now, just let him be for now. But promise me this, you'll stay with him until he gets better. It seems he was attracted to you, that's probably why he came to you. Since you can probably understand him the most, just for now, will you please just stay with him?"

"Yes, Hokage-sama."

"Good."

Naruto's POV

I was excited. I finally had a moment alone with Gaara. He was so hot. The way his hair flowed in the breeze, the way his eyelashes caressed his cheeks every time he blinked. The way the dark circles around his eyes illumined his eyes in contrast to the deep black. And the way the dark air about him made him seem dark and unapproachable, mysterious and shadowy. He was like an angel of darkness.

I discreetly reached out my hand and touched my finger to his hand. He didn't move it. Less discreetly, I grabbed his hand with mine and held on gently. He didn't pull his hand back that time either. I intertwined our fingers and held loosely onto his.

"Uhmm, before we go to my house…can I go shopping for some clothes?"

"…Sure, where do you want to go?"

"Uhmm… I don't know any places." He looked like he had said something wrong.

"Sorry, well there's this one thrift shop downtown if you want to go there."

"I would love to." We walked down the street, our hands still linking us together. We walked for about ten minutes when we stopped in front a cute little shop that was called, 'Yuki's Thrift Shop'. It was cute and dainty, and looked like it was owned by an old lady. The windows were clean and inside looked cute. The outside was a light pastel pink color and the door was white. The knob was a color similar to gold and there was a little window in the door. We walked in together and I instantly rushed towards the girls clothes.

There were many different kinds of clothes. The frilly and pink kind, not my forte, and the summery, preppy type, not my type either. Then I found a beautiful pair of short shorts and a silky white over shirt with a deep blue undershirt. The white silk shirt hung loosely and went down to where the shorts would end. The shorts were deep sapphire too and had white ribbons entwined on the sides ending in little white bows. I thought it was perfect. But I needed other outfits too. I found some other clothes too and I also found a bra that looked like it was made for breast cancer survivors. I bought that too. I had found a wallet in my back pocket filled with money that I assumed was mine. Embroidered on the front was my name, 'Naruto Uzumaki.' That is where I also found out my last name.

By the time I was finished, I found about seven outfits and I only paid 78 dollars plus some tax (I know it's not in yen but I don't feel like calculating it). I walked out with a shopping bag in one hand, and Gaara's in the other. I was smiling broadly. Then I had another idea.

"Do you know where the nearest drug store is?" I inquired.

"Uhmm, if I remember correctly it's just down the street from here, why, do you need to get something?"

"Yah, lead the way." I pointed ahead and we started walking together. "Wait." I handed him my bags. He looked puzzled. "A lady should never have to carry her own bags. We walked towards the drug store and finally got to it. Gaara was right; it was just down the street. It was like only six stores down. When I saw it I knew what I wanted instantly. I walked inside and searched the isles for what I was looking for. Up and down I searched until, predictably, I found what I was looking for in the last isle I looked in. It was make-up.

I looked up and down at the selection. I didn't want anything to dark, but I didn't want something so light you couldn't see it. I found some eye shadow and concealer by the time Gaara found me. I looked at him like I was caught doing something I shouldn't. I grabbed an eye liner pencil and stuck the tip by Gaara's eye and smiled. He looked like he was wearing eyeliner so much that it wasn't even funny.

Gaara figured out what I was doing and put my hand down. He held my hand down and let go after a few seconds. He looked sad, like he wanted something so badly, or like he was sad knowing something I didn't. Like he was sad of my ignorance. Well it wasn't my fault I lost my memories, if anything it was that stupid rocks fault. I tried to take his pained expression out of my mind and focus on finding the right color of eye shadow for my complexion.

I found a light pink and a soft greenish brown color that I thought would look good. I also found some mascara, eyeliner, concealer, and tweezers, even if they aren't make-up. I thought they were cute. At the back of the tweezers was a little bear that had big eyes and adorable ears. When I was done I walked up to the till and paid for it. That sad expression never left his face the entire time. We left the store after I paid.

"Naruto, I'm going to take you home now, okay?"

"Okay, thank you for everything today Gaara."

"No problem." He turned his head the other way and averted his gaze away from me.

"I mean it, thank you. You really have been nice to me, putting up with all this girly shopping." I bent over and kissed him lightly on the cheek. He turned his head instantly when my lips released. He stared at me oddly.

"We should be going." He said as the blush crept higher on his face.

"Okay." We walked down the street. I saw many people. No one approached me though. We walked for a while. Then one of the houses we passed by caught my eye. It was big and looked like it could fill a whole clan of people. The outside looked dark and gloomy. It looked abandoned and unkempt. Like a house that can no longer be called a home. It was a place full of dead memories and unfulfilled dreams. It was dead looking, like it no longer contained life, like all the life and people who had inhabited the place were gone with the wind. It also had a subtle scent of death and the blood of many people spilled. The family who had lived there must have been slaughtered, I had an ominous feeling. I stared at it for a while. Gaara noticed my curiosity and stopped. He turned around and face me.

"Who lived here?" I inquired.

"Actually, someone still lives here. His name is Sasuke Uchiha." He had an unpleasant look on his face, like the words he said were distasteful in his mouth. I felt compelled to go inside and check it out.

"Really… well, I'm going inside"…

TBC…

A/N: I'm going to try and shorten these so there's more story instead of notes that no one reads. So, I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it^-^!