I sincerely hope many of yours enjoy this chapter, I know some people have. I have also fixed some errors that I notice in previous chapters, but please to tell me if I have missed any.


Hinata walked to the bathroom where Sakura was still sobbing and vomiting in, as much as she had enjoyed the perfect picture Gaara and Hanabi were currently painting, verbally of course, her friend was much more desperate in help then Gaara was with just a few extra minute with the so called demon, or so he kept on calling her.

Hinata sighed once she walked in the bathroom, the plastic cup of water in hand. She was still hutched over the bowl like a drunken man over a toilet seat, in one case Sakura could seem like a drunken woman, a drunken woman filled with the intoxication of so called love.

Of course Sakura knew the difference between the fine line of love and lust, she knew very well. However that hadn't stopped her from bedding the towns player and falling in the easy pattern of sheer heartbreak and crying continuously.

Walking over to the rosette girl, she gave her the cup of fresh water and watched as she gulped it down hurriedly.

"Thanks, Hina." She smiled brightly at her friend, "You're a great friend." She wiped the little droplets dripping water down her face with the back of her hand.

"I-It's n-no b-big d-deal, t-truly." Hinata smiled, "W-what a-are f-friend f-for?" She gave a light laugh, smiling when Sakura chuckled just a little.

"Well." She began, "If I didn't know I certainly do now." Scrunching up the cup, she closed the lid of the toilet and flash it before getting up from her knees, with little help form Hinata to get her balance back, she walked to the bin and threw the cup in there before walking over to the skin and wash her face with fresh water.

"A-Are y-you a-alright?" Hinata questioned with worried eyes, she didn't want her friend to have another outburst of tears again, not when she seemed alright now.

"I... I'll be okay, I need to move on with my life. Besides." She looked around the bathroom, "I don't want to be stuck in here crying for the whole day." She laughed, which Hinata laughed at too.

"T-That w-would b-be gross." She gave a very distasteful look.

"It would indeed!" Linking her arms around Hinata's, "Come on. Let's face reality together."


"So you see." Hanabi said with a mouthful of Gaara's meal, a sandwich lightly toasted with; mayonnaise, tomato, lettuces and chicken breast. "I wasn't lying. So, I think someone owns me an apology." Hanabi gave him a stern look.

"I don't own you anything." He looked down on his plate where his sandwich had once been, had been. The little demon ate his sandwich, his, and right in front of him no less, he only had one half of his sandwich when the little spawn stole his other half! "You, however, own me another sandwich." He growled.

"Nope." She shrugged her shoulders and took yet another delicate bite of the sandwich, "But I got to say you do you have great taste in sandwiches." She smiled, an evil gilt in her eyes as Gaara gave her a look that would absolutely hands down terrify any sane man out of their wits, but for her, just gave her a better reason yet to annoy him.

"You are the most infuriating and uncivil little demon I have ever graced to meet." He gave her board look, clearly his looks couldn't faze her in the less.

She just gave him a trademark smirk and continued eating the sandwich, still watching him, infuriating him. It was quite funny, really, to see a man such as himself be so in raged with a girl such as Hanabi, she knew she was pissing him off tenfold and she enjoyed every moment of it. But it was still funny to see him lose his cool so easily with her, from the little information Hansuke found of him, little was known of him, and she didn't really get much information from looking over Hansuke's back, but she did know he was dangerous and capable of anything.

"Glade to know." She bit into the sandwich once more and gave a savoury moan.

Hearing two light giggles from behind him Gaara turned around to see Hinata and the girl he saw at the dojo this morning.

"G-Gaara." Sakura gasped in surprised, "What are you doing here?" She demanded, "Seeing the handiwork of your friend?" She sneered.

"S-Sakura." Hinata tried to control her friend.

Gaara shrugged and pointed a lazy gesture to the plate in front of him, "Lunch."

"Pfft, as if?" She ripped her arm from Hinata's and walked to the chair beside Hanabi, "I don't care, I'm going to be happy and smile to your face, not going to give you the pleasure of thinking I was sad and depressed because of the one-night stand I had with Naruto."

Gaara shrugged again, "Think of it what you will. I am here for lunch." He lounged lazily in the chair, he looked up the celling to the fans.

"I-I'm s-sorry G-Gaara, S-Sakura." Hinata took the chair in the middle of both Gaara and Sakura, "I-I d-didn't t-think y-yours w-would b-be s-so u-unpleased b-by e-each o-other."

"It's fine Hinata, Gaara can spy all he wants but he won't get any information from me." She gave Gaara a fake smile.

"I don't spy." Gaara rolled his eyes, this girl was just another one of Naruto's floosy, he didn't care what happened to them after he'd slept with them.

"Of course not." She narrowed her eyes, "That would be too obvious and practical, you're more... Observing." She nodded her head.

"No."

"S-Sakura, G-Gaara I-is j-just h-here f-for l-lunch." Hinata tried to explain.

"Oh, Hinata." Sakura shook head, "You don't know boys as well as I do."

"Hence why she slept with Naruto." He cooed.

Sakura gave him shocked look, then narrowed her eyes at him, "Real funny, asshole."

"I try." He sighed.

"Hehe." Hanabi giggled under her hand.

"So you think that's funny." Gaara looked at Hanabi, "You agree with me then?"

"Don't push your luck mister, it was funny, but only that."

"It wasn't funny at all it was rude, really rude!" Sakura shouted.

"S-Sakura, H-Hanabi!" This was getting way out of control for Hinata's taste, and way out of line.

"As I said before. I try." He chuckled when Sakura was getting furious at his antics.

"I won't seat here and be mocked by a good for nobody guy." Sakura looked at Hinata, "I don't see what you do in him, Hina."

"Me neither, but we spent the whole day looking for him." Hanabi put in.

"Well if you don't like it, leave." He was kinda getting board and agitated by the little girl and Sakura together.

"Fine!" Sakura abruptly stood up and looked at both girls, "Hinata, Hanabi. I think we should leave this fool to himself and go on our way home." Getting out of her chair she walked to the door, waiting for the girls.

"Whatever." Hanabi rolled her eyes, "Nice sandwich though." She gave Gaara one last smirk and ran off to Sakura.

Hinata, however, was still in her position. She really didn't want to leave, after all, she and her sister, well mostly her little sister, went through all this trouble to see him, they didn't really talk this whole time other then bumping into him, again, but still they didn't even speak to one and other.

"W-well." Hinata stuttered, "I-I g-guess t-this I-is g-goodbye." She kept her head down low, she didn't really want to met his eyes, knowing that if she did, she'd just be trapped in his gaze once more.

"Hm." She heard him grunt, then a slight sigh, "Well..." He began, seeming unsure of his next words, "If you ever... Need company or... Something. You can always come to the dojo... Or not. I don't care." He shrugged, not even looking at her either.

"O-Oh." She was a bit taken back, "I...I-I'd l-like t-that, v-very m-much." She smiled at him.

He waved at her and then pointed at the door to the very frustrated Sakura and very bored Hanabi waiting by the door, "better get going before one of them spits at me." He gave a light chuckle when she got his meaning.

"Y-yes." She got up from the chair and pushed it in, "I-I m-might s-see y-you a-again..." She looked down then looked at him and smiled before she, too, walked over to the door where the angry girls were waiting.

There was no maybe, she definitely was going to see him again.


Gaara really didn't know what to do after Hinata and the two spawns left, he felt kinda confused... Empty? He really didn't want Hinata to leave, though he certainly wanted the evil demonic witches to leave, but he didn't want the timid girl to go, shy and hesitate as she was, she was intriguing to him. They only spoke briefly, such as their first meeting, but, as well for the first meeting, had left him wanting more.

Gaara shook his head.

He really shouldn't be wanting things he could never have. She was too timid, too soft. And for the love of God, that stutter was really starting to get under his nerves, she should show some backbone for Chris sake's, it wasn't all that hard.

Yet somehow, underneath the deep layers Gaara kept from people reaching, she had somehow crawled underneath all that and find her way in his thoughts. He'd tried fighting, it did well to clear his head and thoughts of her, but it only lasted briefly. He tried training, but even then she was like a mosquito and blood, she lands on your skin and sucks blood out then leaves you with a painful scratch to endure.

Getting up from the table he walked out the little café doors and headed for the one place, that for a little while, could clear his head from the little pearl eyed girl.

If there was one thing he wanted to get out of today. Despite his own warning and worrying. Despite even himself.

Was that he wanted to see her again.


"I just cannot believe that fool!" Sakura whined, still, at the chosen words Gaara had said to her, "I mean what kind of guy does he think he is?"

"S-Sakura." Hinata tried to reason, "H-He w-wasn't a-all t-that b-bad."

"What are you talking about Hinata! He is an abomination! What he said..." She stopped herself, keeping from blaring out anymore then she already had.

"Well." Hanabi said, uncovering her ears from the constant shouting Sakura seemed to be doing, "I kinda agree with you on that one."

"What, now you agree with me." She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I'm a little girl, and I have rights." She shrugged.

"H-Hanabi!" Hinata shook her head, her little sister certainly didn't have much manners when it came to her friends.

"Well Hinata, I am going to go home and-"

"Cry?" Hanabi cut in.

"S-Stop I-it H-Hanabi." She shook her head, "S-Sorry S-Sakura."

"No." She looked at Hanabi, "I am going to watch some movies, do my hair, paint my nails and do things for me."

"Boring." Hanabi yawned, patting her mouth with her hand.

"H-Hanabi, d-doesn't m-mean I-it."

"Yes, I-" Hinata covered her mouth with her hand.

"I-I t-think i-it's t-time m-me a-and t-the l-little o-one g-go h-home a-and d-do s-something t-that d-doesn't I-involve t-teasing s-sisters a-and c-chasing g-guys a-and t-teasing f-friends." She gave Sakura a bright smile and pitched Hanabi's cheeks.

"Hey!" Hanabi squeezed out of Hinata's gasp, "I say we were having fun." Hanabi smirked and crossed her arms.

"Whatever." Sakura turned around and gave a light wave, "I best to be going anyway, don't want to ran into anyone while I'm going home."

"S-see y-you, S-Sakura." She waved at her friend as she was once again lost in the wave of people, another one of those people lost in the wave of crowds and mystery.

"She's just going to cry tonight." Hanabi put in, turning around and walking on the familiar pathway, "Are you coming?" She called, skipping over the cracks of the path.

"W-wait up!" Hinata ran to stand by her sisters side.

"You're a slow walker." She laughed, "You just need to learn to keep up." She smirked at Hinata, then, like the speed of lighten, bolted down the pathway, laughing all the way.

"H-Hanabi! W-what a-are y-you d-doing?" Hinata cried, why does she always do this to me?


"Oi, Gaara!" A loud blonde male called from the training mats, his legs spread and fist raised, "Ready for a brawl?"

"Naruto." Gaara shook his head, "Do you not know me? I am always ready." He smirked.

Spreading his legs just like Naruto, he moved one leg back and raised his fist up, and, just like his leg, he brought one hand to rest just by his rib cage. The fight was on.

"Well then..." Naruto smiled a wide smile, "Let's begin."


"Wow." Naruto said, astonished. They had fought for 3 consecutive hours, not the most longest they've gone for, but a good couple hours nonetheless.

"Yeah..." Gaara said breathlessly, wiping his brow, or what would be brow, with a damp cloth. Sweet glistered down both of their chest, making them shine god like.

"Man I love when we brawl." He laughed, "Almost as good as sex!"

"Um..." Gaara looked at Naruto with wide brows, "No... I do not believe so."

"Well, someone hasn't done it in so long." Naruto nudged Gaara in the arm.

"I have had sex, and that has not come even close to it." Gaara stood up from the stool he was sitting on and walked over to his locker. It was 8:34pm on the clock he kept in his locker, he had stayed out a little over usual and the two boys had brawled over the lost time they both missed, now they would have to leave in least then 20 minutes.

"Oh come on!" Naruto snorted, "Someone must of gotten the family jewels jumping and raving."

"What on earth are you talking about." Gaara grabbed the jacket he was wearing the previous morning and put it on.

"You know, your hmhm..." He looked up and down his body and pointing a hand to his member.

"You are fucked in the brain." Gaara shook his head and walked out of the locker rooms.

"hahaha no, but I've certainly fucked a few girls brains out, hahaha." He let out a thunderous laughter.

"I'm leaving you and your fucking here." Shoving his hands in his pockets and nodded his head at Naruto.

"Hahah, alright." He wiped a tear from his eye, "You doing a job for Sasuke tonight?"

"Not tonight." Gaara shook his head.

"Why do you always have to fight? You know Sasuke only keeps you around for as long as you are able to fight, what happens when you are not capable to fight anymore? What are you going to do then?" Naruto asked, towel slung over his shoulder as he walked to the door with Gaara.

"I am always capable of fighting... Fighting is all know. I couldn't possibly do anything else." Putting the hood over his head, he gave a light shake as the door opened the cold night chill air hit him.

"Sasuke is using you..." Naruto shook his head, "He maybe my friend by I know him. He uses other people to get what he wants, and me and you both know what he wants..." He eyed Gaara carefully, nothing but soulless eyes stared back at him.

"Yes." Walking down the path he gave a lazy wave behind him, "Bye."

"Yeah no worries! I will close up for you and clean up, just like the other night." He huffed as he saw the red head disappeared down the street. "Sometimes I really wonder why we are friends..." He pondered for a few moments, "Oh wait now I know, hahaha." Laughter filled the Dojo.


Hinata brushed her hair with the feathery light brush, her silk dark hair seemed to glow in the pale moonlight, bringing out the white milky skin she had, so soft and feathery. People would think she was like a doll, precise and delicate. Truth be told, she was exactly that.

She was too delicate for even her own liking, her hair was long and silky, her skin was soft and pale and even her eyes were like pearls. Everything spelt out delicate. People always comment on how cute she looked or how soft looking she was, as much as she welcomed compliments, they were very flattering.

At least not for her father.

He'd rather her to have gruff and stern looking eyes, a strong build and tough observation.

And she had none of that.

She sighed, she had nothing of that sort. She was nothing but a failure in her fathers eyes, always a constant reminder of how her mother and father did wrong, give life to a failure. She didn't have the same thrive her little sister Hanabi had when it came to business, strict and harsh, two keywords the Hyuga's live and breath.

Of course, Hinata tried her hardest, she truly did. But she just could not live up to the harsh expectation her father brought her up upon, she was just too gently... Too Delicate.

Hanabi would be a better fit to take over the family business, she certainly was a fast learner. After all, she had beat her home, of course Hinata was puffing and wheezing when she got to the door with her sister's smug smirk spread wide across her face and laughing at how she couldn't keep up, only because she was still young and loved sports

Another thing that disappointed her father, her lack of love with sports.

Hinata's thoughts were brought to a abrupt holt when her phone starting ringing. Reaching over to the night stand beside her, she picked the phone up with the third ring.

"H-Hello." Hinata timidly replied from the other end.

"Hello, is this Hinata?" A feminine voice asked over the phone.

"Y-Yes, w-who I-is t-this?" She asked, no one would call her late, Sakura was the only one with her number and this voice certainly didn't sound like Sakura.

"Oh, Good. This is Sakura's friend, Ino Yamanaka."


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