Setting: Konohagakure, Leaf Village, Naruto's Apartment. Unofficial visitation.

Naruto's POV:

I was trying. I swear! I was! I really was. I was trying so hard but I couldn't help but let the slight unmanly giggle slip out.

"Naruto?" My red haired companion asked.

"Yea?" I did my best not to smile.

"Did you...just giggle?" I lost it. Sixteen years old and I'm giggling like an idiotic school boy. In front of Gaara whom I like very, very much.

"Yes." I answered after I finally gained my composure.

"Why?" Oh lord...

"Well, you sort of have..." I took my finger and wiped it across his forehead. I showed him the bright purple that was smeared across it.

"What. Is. That?!" He asked in a deadly voice.

"I think it's Kankuro's face paint." I said while I suppressed another giggle.

"How long? Never mind! Get it off my face!" I started laughing again.

"It's a-a really g-good colo-r on you!" He glared at me. "Oh, fine." I walked over to the sink and dampened a rag.

I sat back down and started scrubbing the purple face paint off of Gaara. Poor guy. Who knows how long it had been there?

"Naruto, you're sanding my face off." I snorted.

"I'm pretty sure you're the one doing that, Sandman." He raised a nonexistent eyebrow at the nickname. "What?"

"At least you didn't call me, Panda-chan." I grinned a very mischievous grin. "Don't even-"

"PANDA-CHAN!" He smacked the back of my head. "Ow!"

"I told you never to call me that." He glared at me.

"But it suits you so well." His glare continued.

"Riiight." I frowned.

"This paint will not come off!" I scrubbed harder.

"Ow, hey! Stop it." He pushed my arm away. What? I'm not the most gentle person when I'm impatient.

"Sorry," I was staring at the kanji symbol on his forehead.

"What?" He asked. I could feel my face heat up.

"Nothing, nothing. Why don't we go find Kankuro, maybe he can get this off your face?" I suggested.

"I'm not leaving this room wearing purple face paint." I rolled my eyes.

"Fine, I'll go find Kankuro." I began to stand up but he grabbed ahold of my sleeve.

"You're not leaving either." I stared at him. There was a very long and awkward pause in the space-time continuum. Apparently I stopped breathing at one point.

"Why?" I eventually asked after I decided that I should probably breathe. Wouldn't want to spontaneously turn blue and pass out in front of Gaara, now would we?

Gaara didn't answer me. He let go of my sleeve and averted his gaze.

"Never mind." He muttered under his breath just loud enough for me to hear.

"No, I want an answer!" I raised an eyebrow. "So?"

"I'm not answering." He muttered some more. I sat back down next to him.

"Panda-chan.." He smacked me upside the head. "Ow!"

"I thought we already went through this once today! Don't call me that!" I grinned.

"Tell me."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"N-naruto?"

"Yes?"

"You're a little too close." I suddenly became aware of the fact that my nose was almost touching Gaara's. This could work to my advantage.

"So?"

"Could you move?"

"No."

"..."

"Only if you tell me what you refuse to tell me!"

"No."

"Then I'm not moving."

"Fine."

"Fine!" We glared at each other. Damn that boy is attractive when he's annoyed. That's probably why I subconsciously annoy him all the time.

After about two hours my arms started to quiver. I wasn't going to waste all of my chakra holding myself up. I started to bite my lip as I contemplated my options.

"Will you just tell me!? My arms are getting tired!"

"Why won't you just move?"

"Maybe I don't want to move, ever think of that?" I grinned at his expression. It was a mix of confusion and astonishment.

"What are you playing at?" Geez, he's either just that oblivious or he's playing dumb. I'm not quite sure which one it is.

"I'm playing at the fact that I'm perfectly comfortable where I'm at!"

"Well, I'm sure by now that you haven't noticed that I'm not comfortable with where you're at." That's when I saw it. The faint twinge of pink on his cheeks. He was blushing. SCORE! Me: 1, Gaara: 0!

"You're blushing." I finally told him.

"No I'm not!" Instant denial.

"Yes, yes you are."

"No,"

"Yes,"

"Nope,"

"I'm pretty sure that pink flustered look on your face is a blush!" He tried to look anywhere but at me.

"It is not a blush." He insisted. Well, aren't we Mr. Denial?! I, Uzumaki Naruto, was going to get him to admit defeat! I leaned in.

"Really? I'm pretty sure your face got redder." It did, actually.

"I'm positive it didn't." He countered.

"I'm positive you're in denial." He glared at me when the word 'denial' rolled off my tongue. "What? It's true."

"Not." He mumbled. Why were we even doing this? I couldn't seem to remember.

"Right, because if I leaned in any farther it isn't like we'd be kissing or anything and that thought totally hasn't crossed your mind which is why your face totally isn't red. Right, dattebayo?" The tick. That damn thing. It's going to be the death of me.

"R-ight." His voice cracked.

That's when the worse and best thing that could possibly happen at the moment, happened. Ino and Sakura ran in with Temari following behind them.

"GIRLS! I don't know if he's-OH MY GOOOOOOOODNESS!" Temari screeched. Jeesh, she's loud. I suppose our position was a bit more than compromising.

"I KNEW IT! IIIII KNEW IT! THEY WERE GONNA DO SOMETHING KINKY!" Ino yelled. Why was everyone yelling? I was starting to get a headache.

"Hand it over, Mari!" Sakura stuck her hand out towards Temari. What? WOAH. They bet on something, WHAT DID THEY BET ON?!

"What is she handing over!?" I asked.

"Money! Ino and I bet her that we would find you two doing something, er, unsanitary." Unsanitary? UNSANITARY?! MY CLOTHES ARE STILL ON!

"Then she can keep her money." Gaara said. Sneaky bastard. He started to slide away from me.

"No, no give it to them."

"Keep it."

"Give"

"Keep! We didn't do anything but argue!" And the glaring continued!

"Who says we won't though?"

"Me!"

"Really?"

"Yes, really!" Challenge accepted.

I lurched forward, pinned the oh-so resistant Kazekage, and pressed my lips to his.

"Nose bleed. NOSE BLEED, NOSE BLEED, NOSE BLEED! AAAAAACK!" Ino started squealing again. I decided to ignore her and continue with what I was doing which at that moment was trying to avoid flying sand from the very, very angry Gaara that was trying to injure me. What can I say? Some days ya love me and the next ya hate me!

SHIT! SAND COFFIN ALERT!

That's a wrap for chapter...what chapter are we on? I don't even know. So, should I leave it there? Or continue? Hmm? I dunno your opinions will help meeeee! :D x)
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