Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but if I did, Gaara and Hinata would end up together and life would unicorns and rainbows.

Furious is not a word you use to describe Hinata Hyuga.

Ever.

But that's not the situation at hand here. She could deal with her family members talking crap about her, lazy people pressuring her into doing stuff for their benefit, but THIS...

This was just, infuriating.

Some hooligans led by a certain red head had destroyed her cousin's car. So she had to walk two miles to school, than the usual block since her cousin dropped her off a block away from Konoha High. Then in spur of her dad's anger (for being the one to have to pay for the damages), he had threatened to kick her out when she didn't do anything!

The bastard.

She clenched her fists so hard, her knuckles turned white. Well, whiter. She hung her head low, entering Konoha High's outside entrance. She lifted her murderous gaze up to see a certain about-to-be-dead red head holding a huge bouquet of red roses, leaning against a brick wall with Temari.

"Do you think these will be to her liking?" Gaara asked his older sister as he saw Hinata coming his way.

"Gaara. You're an idiot."

I agree.

"Don't you think she's going to be mad, that we destroyed her boyfriend's car?" Temari asked, shaking her head with her arms crossed.

He lightly shrugged, "She probably has no idea that it was us. We didn't even make noise when we tore it apart."

"Guess we're going to find out right about...now."

Hinata speed walked to Gaara. He held out the bouquet of red roses. "These are for y-"

She lifted her head up, tears in her eyes. She harshly grabbed the 50 roses wrapped up in a white covering, and slammed the bouquet on the floor, stomping on it with her grey boots, much to the siblings' surprise.

She breathed in, "I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR STINKIN FLOWERS. WHO THE HELL BUYS THAT MANY ROSES ANYWAYS?! I DON'T EVEN LIKE FLOWERS! YOU CALLED UP SOME FAVORS AND DESTROYED NEJI'S CAR...B-B-BECAUSE HE GAVE ME A RIDE HOME INSTEAD OF YOU?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE E-EXTREMELY HOT DOESN'T MEAN I'M INTERESTED. JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE ATTRACTIVE DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN GO OFF AND D-DESTROY OTHER PEOPLES' CARS. I... I... I HOPE YOU GET RUN OVER BY A... GOLF CART. I COULDN'T CARE LESS. YOU HAVE RUINED MY LIFE!" She huffed out,( proud of herself for not stuttering as often as she usually did), unaware of the crowd that had formed in her surroundings.

Ouch.

That hurt... Even if she did call him hot.

Temari stared wide-eyed at her little brother, awaiting his reaction, wondering whether she should call 911 before things got...messy.

He stoically tilted his head, his lips in a tight line, ""May I ask…how I ruined your life…exactly?"

Hinata had snapped.

And... Was that.. A twitch in her eye?

She slammed her hands down in the middle of the air, tears streaming down her face, "L-leave me alone. I h-h-hate you."

Liar.

She turned around, the crowd moving to make an exit for her. Gaara in suit, behind her. He reached for her wrist, but she pulled away as if she just been burned.

He dug his hands into his pockets and just walked beside her.

He clearly did not comprehend the concept of 'Leave me alone'. "So... This Neji of yours, is he the object of your affection?"

Hinata stopped in her tracks, head hung low, "He's just my o-older, gay c-cousin."

Woah. Plot twist.

Gaara mentally face palmed himself. "I'm sorry for being selfish. I was just jealous because I want you all to myself."

Hinata sighed, "G-gaara-kun, Can you just l-leave me alone to think for a while?"

He nodded and turned back around, arriving to class on time.

Halfway through Anko's lesson, his phone vibrated. He slid his hand into his pocket, and checked the text he had just received.

From: Private number

'Check out your window ;)'

His head snapped to the window right on time to see Hinata walking on the sidewalk in circles, when a black van stopped in front of her. The side door slid open revealing a smiling blonde headed boy staring right at Gaara, he harshly grabbed Hinata and threw her fragile body into the black van.

And this just happened in a matter of seconds.

From: Private Number

'If you want your girlfriend back, come to the Akatsuki warehouse with $100,000 tonight at midnight. Unless you want your precious Hinata to become a useless corpse'

Gaara slammed his hands on his desk, putting his phone away. "May I be excused?"

Anko sighed, and nodded, not bothering to hold up the hall pass knowing he'd just use the window again. Gaara opened the window but then he hesitated and shut it closed again.

He walked up to her desk, all curious eyes on him, asked her where the pass was and left.( Chances are, she's not getting that pass back.)

Through the classroom door. Down the empty school corridors. Like a normal sane person.

Hinata had said she didn't want him going through windows anymore. Therefore, he wouldn't.

As Gaara made his way outside, he texted all Shinobi members.

To: Shinobi

'Hinata. Kidnapped. Akatsuki. Outside. NOW.'

Less than 3 minutes later, all of them showed up. Gaara nodded at them, giving them instructions on how things would play out.

Shit just got real.

To say Hinata was scared shitless, was an understatement. The poor girl was petrified. There was duct tape on her mouth and rugged rope bound on her ankles, knees and wrists. She was thrown in a dark room, with no windows, nor light whatsoever. Tears streamed down her pale face. If she was killed by the cloaked kidnappers, her family wouldn't care. She had no friends to care.

There was only one thing that was running through her mind.

If they did kill her, the last thing she told Gaara was that she hated him and she wanted him to leave her alone.

She leaned back down on the wall next to her. Well, attempted to lean back, her arms were in the way of her being able to do so.

A loud glass shattering noise was made. Hinata's head snapped up as she heard fighting outside the empty room.

"Where the hell is she?" said one familiar voice.

"Where's the money?" said an unfamiliar voice.

"We told you to come alone!"

"Naruto, Shino, check all the rooms!"

"Roger that, Gaara!"

Outside the room she was locked in, bodies were splattered all over the floor. Gunshots were fired, knives clunk together, blood was dripping, and fists met with faces.

"Where's the money, Gaara? Is your precious wittle virgin girl not worth it?" said Deidara as he pointed a gun to Gaara's head.

Gaara took off the safety of his gun that was pressed to Deidara's head. "The money is not an issue. " He reached into his right pocket and threw large bills in the air, landing all over the Akatsuki warehouse. "Take it all, I couldn't care less about the money. But I swear if you as so harm one little hair on her head, I will personally rip your fucking head off."

As Deidara was distracted awestruck at all the money scattered around the empty warehouse, Gaara reached into his pocket once again and brought out a switchblade. He plunged it into Deidara's chest, twisting it much to Deidara's dismay.

He fell to the floor, cursing Gaara as Sasori came and helped him. Gaara turned around, having to fight off a guy with piercings all over.

As all 'Shinobi' were fighting with the Akatsuki, Naruto was shouting for Hinata. Shino was preoccupied with a blue haired woman trying to stab him. Naruto opened door after door, trying to find Hinata, then he came to a sturdy, locked door.

"Hinata?! Are you in there?"

Hinata nodded her head, but then mentally face palmed herself for doing so. She tried to speak but only muffled noises came out.

Naruto took a bobby pin out of his pocket and tried to pick the lock. "Found her! I think..."

As soon as Gaara heard him, he leapt up the stairs to where Naruto's voice was coming from, dodging all the bullets fired at him. He found Naruto kneeling down in front of a steel door trying to pick the lock. Gaara pushed him out of the way, and kept pushing the door on his side until it opened. As soon as they went inside the room, they saw Hinata crying in the corner. They ran up to her, Gaara used his switchblade to cut the ropes tied on her body. A young man who had a similar resemblance to Sasuke,(another extremely attractive Shinobi member), came in and tried to point his gun at Hinata. Gaara ran up to him, kicking the gun out of his hand and punching him unconscious.

"The only reason I didn't kill you for attempting to kill Hinata, is because Sasuke wishes to do so." He said to the unconscious body, and made his way to Naruto and Hinata.

Naruto placed his fingers on the duct tape over her mouth.

"This might hurt a little.." He yanked it off, resulting in a ear curling scream from Hinata. Gaara punched Naruto square in the face.

"What the hell was that for?!" he asked as he rubbed his cheeks in a soothing manner.

"You hurt her, dumbass."

Of course, it's going hurt. It's duct tape.

Gaara tried to get her to stand up, but she pulled away, then plunged her head into his chest.

No,no. Not Gaara's.

Naruto's chest.

"I-I-I-I-I..."

Gaara 'tch'd and stood up. Tears threatening to fall from his eyes. "Let's go. We're taking you home. What's your address?"

She just viciously shook her head. "Uh.. Gaara? I don't think she wants to go home tonight." Gaara nodded and gestured for them to follow him, stepping on Itachi on his way out. Naruto lifted up Hinata bridal style and followed Gaara.

Gaara gathered up all the Shinobi and told them their mission was accomplished. Everyone quickly got out, piling into their expensive cars and driving away. Naruto put down a shivering Hinata, and nervously scratched his head. Gaara didn't leave until he made sure everyone else got out. When he noticed Naruto and Hinata stopping, he stopped too.

"Um, actually I failed my drivers license test so I came with Shikamaru, Temari, Lee, and Tenten... There's no more room in the car... So you're going to have to ride with Gaara on his motorcycle..." He awkwardly said as he left her standing there pointing to Gaara's motorcycle.

Hinata was really starting to question her taste in guys. Specifically, her taste in blonde headed ramen-loving idiots.

Hinata nodded to noone and walked up to Gaara's motorcycle. He just handed her a black helmet, identical to lifted her fragile body onto his Harley, and then got on it.

"I know you hate me, but if you don't hold on to me, you're going to die. And we have approximately 2 minutes before the Akatsuki reload up on ammo, call for backup and -" he was cut off with a squeeze of his chest. Hinata was clinging onto him (much to his enjoyment) as if her life depended on it.

Ohh, but it did.

He revved up the engine, and went 96 miles in a 50 mph zone. He made his way to the front of the extravagant cars and led them to the 'Shinobi' hideout two hours away.

"We're here." said Gaara as he turned off his motorcycle, and got off, one leg at a time. He took off his helmet, set it down then took off Hinata's helmet revealing her tear stained face. Gaara silently helped her off the Harley and nodded to go follow him.

The 'Shinobi' hideout was also a warehouse. But waaaay bigger. It almost looked like a mansion.

Almost.

Gaara took out his keys and opened the door for everyone to come in. As soon as everyone came in, he looked at everyone. "Is anyone hurt?"

A few hands raised, and Gaara nodded. "Hanare! We need you in the living room. Bring your medical tools."

A woman with long dark green hair came inside the room with a small suitcase. "Line up." Everyone was checked, and bandaged up. "Okay, so no major injuries here. My work is done here. If you need me, you know where to find me."

She left as quick as she came. Everyone went their separate ways into the warehouse. "Kiba, show Hinata her room. The one next to mine."

Kiba nodded and gestured for Hinata to follow her. He led her upstairs to a huge room, and went inside, Hinata in tow. He closed the door and leaned against it.

"There's a bathroom at the end of the hall, there's "toiletries" and stuff in the drawers. Gaara is right next door if you need anything. Or just scream out and one of us will come."

"l-Um... C-c-can you explain... What..."

Kiba laughed and nodded,"You see, Gaara is a gang leader. Have you ever heard of the notorious 'Shukaku'? He leads the Shinobi. That's whole place? Gaara bought it, just so some of us could have a place to sleep at night. He even rents out a nurse, to be here 24/7 just in case we get injured. He restocks the food in the kitchen every week, he pays for our school tuitions, and if we ever get in some trouble, he bails us out... I admire the guy. Yeah, he's a little, uhh... misunderstanding at times but he's a good guy. You should feel special to have him chase after you. Gaara looks after us, and we look after him. So if you break his heart, we're going to brutally kill you with our bare hands." He said with a smile.

Hinata stare wide eyed at him, as he laughed and said good bye. She fell back on the king sized bed and snuggled into the warm white sheets. A soft knock awoke her from her daydream.

"C-c-come in..."

The brown door opened to reveal Gaara, with a tray in his hands. The tray was full of pancakes, bagels, a cheeseburger, fries, fried chicken, ice-cream, and a water bottle. He came in, and shut the door with his boot. He walked up to her bed, and held out the tray of various food in her direction. She sat up, a fluffy pillow in the middle of her back and the headboard.

"I didn't know what you preferred, so I just.. Put a little bit of everything."

She took the tray from his hands, a tingling feeling going through her body at the contact. "Th-thank you."

He nodded and attempted to leave.

Key word: attempted.

Hinata tugged on the back of his white tee splattered with blood. He turned around and she let go of the the hem of his 'All Time Low' t-shirt. She lifted up the expensive blankets and patted the bed. He warmly smiled at her, and sat down next to her. Niether spoke a word, as she ate. When she finished eating, he stood up and grabbed the tray. He set it down on the nightstand beside her bed. He opened a drawer and got out a white towel and a new toothbrush, still in its packaging. He gave them to her, and grabbed the tray. "I'll be right back after you take a shower."

Hinata grabbed the things and left the room in tow, after Gaara left with the empty tray. After Hinata did her business, she poked her head out, checking the hallway left and right, for anyone. She walked to where she thought her room was and opened the door.

She was expecting an empty room, not an almost naked Gaara.

She had opened the wrong door.

Gaara had his hands in his hair, ruffling it, with a towel hanging on his lower abdomen, showing the 'V' shaped on his toned lower body half.

"I-I! Sorry!" Hinata scrambled to get the door open and entered her room. A bright, red tint on her face, as she flopped down on the bed. Less than 5 minutes a knock was heard on her bedroom door.

She slapped her face twice, trying to slap the embarrassment out of her face. "C-come in!"

A shirtless Gaara walked in, holding some clothes. "Here. These were Temari's before she outgrew them."

He handed them to her, and nodded to leave. "Goodnight, Hinata. Sweet dreams."

She smiled at him, "Thank y-you. Sweet d-dreams to you t-too."

He smiled warmly at her, and left. Hinata slipped on a white t-shirt and black sweatpants, keeping on her undergarments. She turned off the light, and snuggled into bed. She tossed and turned, but she couldn't sleep. She turned on the light, and looked at the digital clock on the nightstand.

1:32 A.M.

She sighed, and ran a hand through her hair. She grabbed one of the thick blankets, wrapping it around herself, and turned off the light. She left the room, mentally bracing herself. She opened Gaara's room's door. She closed the door and went up to Gaara's bed. She poked at his chest until he opened an eye.

"Hm? What's wrong, Hinata?"

She shook her head, "Can I s-sleep here... With y-you?"

He chuckled and moved over to the other side of the bed, raising the blankets so she could hop in. She threw her blanket over the bed, and made her way under the sheets. Gaara resisted his urges to cuddle with her and kept his hands to his sides.

Hinata had other plans.

She grabbed his bruised left arm and wrapped it around her small frame and snuggled closer to his bandaged chest. He stared awe-struck at her actions until a smile made its way onto his face. He let his head fall on hers and intertwined his right hand with the hand resting on her chest.

This felt...right.

Hinata leaned up, eyes closed, "Gaara...?"

"Yes?"

"I l-lied. I don't hate you."

He pat her head in a soothing manner with his left hand, "I know. I know... I'm sorry too. I went through a window today with my Harley Davidson at the Akatsuki warehouse even though you didn't want me to."

"I-it's okay. Ah-and I'm sorry a-about this m-morning. And th-thank you for saving me. Y-you didn't really ruin my l-life. The flowers y-you got me were r-really pretty. I ruined them. I-I'm sorry. I'm really s-sorry about the flowers. I d-don't know what came over me when I saw y-you holding them o-out towards me. I'm sorry."

The whole night she just apologized and apologized about the flowers, and he just comforted her until she fell asleep, Gaara in tow.

It was the best damn sleep either of them had ever had.

Hinata woke up, feeling a mysterious warmth surrounding her. She looked up and saw Gaara's adorable sleeping face. She cautiously pressed her soft lips to his right cheek, subconciously.

Hinata tried to get out of bed, but Gaara had a tight hold on her. Not tight enough to hurt her but just tight enough that she had to pry his possessive hands off her body.

She went back to her room, grabbing the towel, toothbrush and some of the clothes Temari had lent her.

After she finished dressing and grabbing some money out of her uniform skirt, she went down to the living room to find Kiba playing with his humongous dog. She tapped on his shoulder catching his attention.

"Kiba, c-can you take me somewhere?"

He threw her a toothy grin, and lifted up his keys. "Let's ride."

Gaara woke up to an empty cold bed.

Had everything been just a dream?

He breathed out a sigh of relief when he spotted one of her blankets. He went into the shower, smiling to himself.

After he got ready, he checked Hinata's empty room, and followed the sweet aroma to the dining room.

Still no Hinata.

He was just about to leave when he spotted cookies in clear plastic bags with names on them.

"Naruto."

"Tenten."

"Shino. "

"Lee."

"Shikamaru."

"Temari."

He read off all bag after bag, name after name; but not one was directed to Gaara. He intently stared at the cookies until he ripped up all the bags, eating all the baked, chocolate chip cookies.

He didn't even like cookies.

Oh, the irony.

Hinata walked in, with more bags in her hands when she saw Gaara angrily stuffing his face at an alarming rate.

"G-gaara?!"

He looked up, crumbs falling from his 'O' shaped mouth. "I can explain."

She sat down giggling in one of the dining table's chairs, with a hand under her jaw keeping her head up. "P-please do. Those c-cookies were a 'thank you' for s-s-saving me"

Gaara licked his plump lips, (where Hinata's attention was currently aimed at), "Well, I saw these scattered on the dining table, and there was one for everybody apart from me! I knew you made them because you're the only one here who knows how to cook. I got a little jealous.."

She laughed and stood up. She entered the kitchen and then came back seconds later, with a frosted cake in her hands. She placed it on the table, and shyly smiled at him, fidgeting with her fingers. "The c-cookies were for everyone e-else. I baked this cake f-for you."

Gaaras' eyes lit up, with happiness. "Why did you make me a cake and the others, cookies?" he said with a blush on his face.

"Well, I-I... You're-" her angelic voice was cut off with people running inside the dining room.

"What's that delicious smell?"

"I want some of whatever you're making."

"Me too!"

Gaara's deathly glares shut them right up.

"Is this a bad ti- Cake?! You baked us a cake?"

"No! Naruto, she made me a cake, and she made you guys cookies."

Naruto laughed winking at Hinata, (Gaara didn't see that, luckily), "So where are the cookies?"

Hinata started to hysterically laugh, pointing at Gaara, accusingly. Naruto confusingly shifted his gaze to Gaara.

A mischievous smirk staining his crumb filled face, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Hinata giggled at his response, "H-here, you g-g-guys can have the cake."

Gaara's eyes snapped up to meet Hinata's. " No! That's mine!"

Temari laughed and eyed him suspiciously," Gaara! You don't even like sweets. You hate them!"

He stared daggers into her head, "I don't care! It's still mine! Here. Go eat out." He handed her his fat wallet.

After everyone said their thanks, he turned back to a giggling Hinata. "What are you laughing at?"

She shook her head, shyly biting her lower lip. Gaara walked closer to her, pressing his lips near her ear, "I'll give you a reason to laugh then."

He began to viciously tickling her, resulting in her running away. He chased her around the dining room. He caught up to her, tickling her resulting in hysterical laughter.

"St-stop!" She managed to get out.

"...Alright. I'll stop.." he blankly said putting his hands in his pockets.

Hinata winced at the loss of contact, "N-no! Don't.."

Was this girl bipolar or what?

Oh well, I guess Gaara's into 'bipolar'.

He smiled at her, and tackled her to the floor making sure he didn't hurt her. He straddled her, her eyes on his lips centimeters away from hers. He placed his hand on her cheek, rubbing his thumb on it.

"May I...kiss you?... Please?"

She gulped and nodded, shifting her gaze to meet his lustful eyes. He lowered his head and their lips met.

She placed her hands in his hair and kissed him back.

And again.

And again.

You see where I'm going with this.

Gaara licked her swollen lips, wanting to deepen the kiss.

"Hey, We forgot to ask if you guys wanted any-Woah!"

Hinata opened her light lavender eyes to see Naruto at the doorway, wiggling his eyebrows and laughing.

Who can blame him?

He was on top of her, hair disheveled, panting for air , his tongue sticking out and her mouth opened, awaiting for his tongue...

Even I think that's pretty... Um... Suggestive.

Yeah. That'a the word.

Hinata looked at Gaara, and 2 seconds later. She was out.

A vein popped up on his forehead, and he glared at Naruto as he backed away. "You scared her!"

"I didn't do anything!" he said as he tried to leave the room without being killed.

"You made her faint just when- Arghh!" he said as he chased down Naruto around the building.

"I'm sorry! My ramen is waiting for me! Nooooo!" he screamed as the murderous Gaara caught up to him.

If there is ONE thing that Gaara has learned from this chapter it's that..Well...

...flowers make Hinata upset.