Authors Note: We just decided to update without all the chapters being done, but the next is currently being worked on. Enjoy this for now, if any confusion, ask, I'll be happy to explain.

The urgent call he received brought him to the house. The news he received made him want to leave.

Neji stared zoned out for a bit; he didn't want to go home, and he definitely didn't want to stay with Gaara and Hinata. Things were too much for him. He was already pissed at the fact that he felt guilt, which is something he rarely felt. It's something he'd felt since he was 6. He didn't feel guilt about rushing into sex and nearly getting Hane murdered, but for sleeping with his gardener. It confused him to the point he wanted to let everything out. He needed to talk to someone, and he didn't want to talk to anyone. He was content in leaving everything bottled up until he died.

Neji turned to Hinata, and tried to give the softest look possible. Apparently it wasn't working because fear seemed to strike her.

"Calm down, please. I'm not upset." He was. Too much was going on for him. "This is very sudden, and even though it's a touching story, I can't help you with anything. What do you plan to gain by telling me this?" He tried to stay as calm as possible.

"I…didn't want to tell you. But Gaara said it'd be good to meet." She said nervously.

"Please, stop speaking that way!" Neji half yelled, irritated by her light voice. "I know you Hinata, I've known you as a child. I just didn't care about your whereabouts because it wasn't my problem. It's true, I was old enough to understand when you were banished, and it was tragic because I lost a friend. But I couldn't do anything about it then, and I can't do anything about it now." Neji sounded heartless, as if the girl begged for his help.

"Neji! She was just telling you! She's not asking for your saving, she just thought you should know! God, when did you lose your emotions?" Gaara asked.

"Let's not talk about my emotions, or the lack thereof." Neji cleared his throat. "It's very nice of you to have me over and surprise me like this. I'm going to go home now." Neji stood up, feeling dizzy. Gaara watched him stumble across the floor.

"Neji…are you…?" With that, Neji fell back on the couch and grabbed his head. It was clear he was just tired. He wasn't use to all the pressure seeing as how the Hyuga household never had as much of a buildup on him as it currently did, with Tenten, his mother who was on vacation, and his father who at the moment hated him for what he got Hane into. Gaara sighed and laid Neji down on the couch he and Hinata sat on. Neji mumbled something and sighed before closing his eyes.

"Do you need me to do anything, Master Gaara?" Hinata asked, looking at the pale Neji.

"I don't know. Do you know what to do in this situation?" Gaara tested the girl. She nodded with a smile and ran off to get what she needed. Gaara watched Neji until Hinata got back with the towel and bucket. "He'll be here for the night. In this condition, we can't let him go." Gaara sighed with a smile.

"Do I need to inform his father?" Hinata asked, placing the towel over his head. Gaara shook his head.

His father probably wouldn't notice.

"I'll do it. Just sit with him." Gaara walked out of the living room, pass the phone, and into the dining room. He sat in a chair to pass time and tapped his foot. He looked at the wall intently, like all the answers to their lives would be found there. He knew they wouldn't magically appear. Then, Hinata walked in front of the wall where Gaara stared.

"Did you call, Master Gaara?" She asked.

"Um…yes…what are you doing?" He watched her walk to the fridge.

"I know a recipe that could ease his body and mind. I learned it a long time ago. My mother used it on my father after a bad day, if his temper was bad. Or even if he wouldn't tell her something that she really wanted to know." She smiled. Gaara laughed. "It is pretty effective, so you never know, he could open up. I just want to make sure we have the ingredients, for when he awakes." She said, scanning the big fridge. He could see her mentally checking her list. "Everything is all here. Maybe I should get started on it now. It takes a while, so it'll be all ready when he wakes, and I could warm it up." She said taking things out. Gaara nodded, watching her at work.

"You're doing well, nurse." He smiled. He could see Hinata blush. She proceeded to take out the ingredients.

It's very bright outside. I like when it's bright, it makes me happy. My parents say I'm rarely happy, so I'm happy on bright days. Especially because Hinata is coming over. She always teaches me things I've never heard of, and I do the same to her. We never really go outside to "play" like normal children, we always analyze things. Our parents call us intellectual individuals. We are pretty smart for our age.

I walked to the backyard and sat there. Hinata knew where to meet me. But that day, it was different. Only her mother came, and I went in to see what was wrong.

"The Hyuga family has been parted, as you probably know. The actions that were made were unbearable." My aunty said. She looked very stern. "As a result, Hinata will be given away."

"What?" My father yelled. "Why the hell would you give her away? What does she have to do with this?" He asked.

"You'll understand soon, maybe." Aunty stood up and headed for the door.

Now that I think about it, that day is when I stopped showing feelings.

Neji shot up to see Hinata beside him. She gave a small smile.

"Hello sleepyhead~" She sung, handing him a cup.

"Hinata…I have to ask you something." Neji said.

"Please, do ask. But for your health, please drink this first." She said. Neji nodded and sipped the concoction. It was amazing, and the color was very strange. Neji leaned back on a pillow and stared at Hinata, his body slightly slumped. Hinata smiled at him, and he gave a small one back. Slowly, his deadly charm began to fade and it was replaced with…adorableness. His cheeks were red and he had a childish smile on his face.

"Wow, you smile?" Gaara pulled out his cell phone took a picture. "That stuff kicked in fast." Gaara sat next to Hinata in amazement. She nodded proudly and watched Neji take another sip. It was strange seeing Neji this way.

"Oh, I'm sorry. What did you need to tell me?" Hinata asked. Neji looked at her for a minute.

"When I heard you were being given away…" He paused and looked at his cup. He was quiet for a while, it looked like he lost his train of thought. Despite the pause, they waited for him to speak again. He looked back up and at Hinata. "I didn't care…" He said. "You were so smart, so I knew you knew how to handle yourself. You didn't need me to worry. I was too smart to worry." He said. "I still don't know why they gave you away…I mean…I know, but I don't understand." He took another sip and slouched down. "This is so delicious. You're amazing Hinata. My wife will make things like this." He said. Gaara smiled at this opportunity. He's never had Neji in this state, so it was fun.

"Who's going to be your wife?" He asked. Neji looked at him and frowned in thought.

"I'm not sure…" He said.

"Give me people you've thought you might marry…" He asked.

"Well. I don't think about things like that. I'm too caught up with thoughts of running away." He shrugged, drinking some more. Finally it was all gone, and Neji was more calm than before.

"What exactly makes him that way?" Gaara asked, ignoring the fact Neji said "running away".

"…Sake..." She said nervously.

"You gave him alcohol?" Gaara asked, more calm than Hinata thought he would.

"That's apart of the recipe," She tapped her lip with her index finger.

"That's great. This way, I can get some things out of him. I just…want to know more. It's ridiculous to call you my friend and all I know is you name...and I barely know that." He sighed. "Neji…" Neji turned to him. His cheeks were a faint red. "What did your mom do to you when you were younger that makes you and your father so angry? I mean, I think I know…but…I don't want to think that way. I want to be sure."

Neji looked at the ceiling for a while. Then back at Gaara.

"She tried to kill me." He said bluntly. Gaara and Hinata gasped.

"Wait- what?"

"When I was younger, she tried to kill me. It was a little after we were told Hinata was getting sent away. My mother worshipped Hinata's family, and wanted to be just like them. So, since they were getting rid of her, she wanted to get rid of me. She didn't want to send me away, she wanted to kill me. She always wanted what they had. Their lives had to be exactly the same. No children, no morals." He nodded. "But that's just what I think, and I'm always right."

"How did she try to kill you?" Gaara asked softly. His head started to hurt.

"She tried to drown me. I was taking a bath, she offered to wash my back, and she tried to kill me. My father was looking for me, so she brought my head out from underneath the water. I tried to tell him what happened, and she just told him I slipped and panicked. He believed her, of course. But…whose kid would make that up? Well, why would I?" He asked. "Deep down, my father knows it's true. He just can't admit it about the woman he loves so much. After that day, I resented my mother, avoiding her at all costs. I'd always be with Mary, because my father was always busy. She knew that I wasn't lying, and kept me away from my mother. As I got older, I tried to let that get past me. I don't think about it as much, but it's always something I have against her. My mother tried to kill me." He hiccupped and laid back down on the couch." Gaara's mouth hung open in surprise, so did Hinata's.

"Wow…is that why you're so messed up?" Gaara mumbled.

"That's really sad. It happened because of…me." She said softly. Gaara shook his head.

"It's not you, his mother is just crazy." He said. "While we're on the subject of mothers, why don't you like Sasuke's mom?"

"She likes me. She's came on to me so many times, it's really annoying. She's old…" He shook.

"How has she come on to you?"

"When I spent the night at Sasuke's house one day, I went downstairs to grab some junk food for us. She was in the kitchen with a robe on. I ignored it and went about my way. When I saw her again, the robe was slightly off her shoulders. It almost showed her breast…I bet they were saggy." He frowned, shaking his head. "Sasuke's mother and father don't have sex, because they don't want another homosexual sadist like Sasuke." Neji laughed so loud, it shocked the two.

"Does Sasuke know these things?"

"No. It's not that important to tell."

"But she could start going for his other friends…"

"What other friends?" Neji shrugged. "I'm all Sasuke has, and I'm okay with that. He needs someone to talk to, so I'm like his big brother. Onetime, he called me 'onii-chan'. He did when we were younger, and that was it. But I believe if given the chance, he'd do it again." Neji began to yawn. "I don't feel right…" He said lightly. "I've said too much…haven't I?"

"You've said just enough. Just lay down and get some rest. You'll feel better in the morning." Gaara stood up, pulling the blanket farther over Neji. Neji lay on the pillow and looked at the two.

"Goodnight." He mumbled, closing his eyes.

"I've learned some things tonight…" Gaara sighed, sitting back next to Hinata.

"So did I…" She said softly.

"I learned that the person you thought was your best friend only considers your other best friend to be his best friend." Gaara said. "That's not even the worse part, though. Neji has so many reasons to be fucked up in the head. I just thought he was heartless for no reason. It just baffles me that he has to be drunk to reveal how he feels." He looked at Hinata. She was still staring at Neji.

"If I could see my parents again, I would tell them what they've done. They've not only ruined me, but Neji in the process." She sighed.

"Well…his mother kind of did that…"

"She just ruined him more; he said he was torn when he got the news of me being given away. They did this…" She touched her hair. Gaara patted her head.

"At least you two are reunited. You both can talk and…reminisce."

"When Neji comes to his senses, he won't know anything of what happened. I'm a slave…he doesn't want to be around me."

"But Neji has a heart. I'm sure if you ask, he'll agree." He nodded. Hinata nodded along with him.

"…okay…" She looked at Gaara. "I'm going to take a bath, Master Gaara." She gave a faint smile. Gaara nodded and waved her off. He looked back at Neji. He knew that what Hinata said about him coming back to his senses was right. He just hoped he wouldn't take this night to heart. He had hard enough problems talking, but to know that people got him drunk just to do would piss him off. He might even break all contact with Gaara.

Gaara shivered. Neji was the only one he could complain to, now that he thought about it. When he thought harder, he realized that everyone complained to Neji, told about their problems, probably putting more on his conscious when he had so much. He felt sick, and selfish.

"I'm sorry…" He whispered to Neji. Neji stirred in his sleep. "You're so fucked up…" He chuckled, getting off of the coffee table and heading upstairs. He entered his room and kicked off his shoes, heading for his bed. He didn't fight the sleep that came upon him.

Neji shot up and looked around. It was Gaara's house, he established that. Neji touched his aching head and growled deeply. He stood up and found his shoes and other belongings, and headed for the door. It was dark out, and he pulled out his phone and checked the time.

5:42.

He shrugged, he wasn't even sure why he was going home and not staying. He didn't really like waking up in places he wasn't aware of. It's happened one too many times. Neji stopped and took out his phone. He dialed his house, and it was quickly answered.

"Hello?" A soft voice said.

"Bring a around car to pick me up. I'm close to Gaara's." He didn't bother asking who it was. He knew it wasn't his mother.

"Neji…okay…" Tenten's voice answered.

"Why did you answer the phone?" He asked. It got quiet for a minute.

"I was up…your father told me to wait up for if you called." She said. "I'll go tell them to get a car; do you want me to stay on the line until they get there?" She asked.

"No, go to bed." He said, looking into the darkness & hanging up. Neji sighed as he waited, staring at the moon. "Why is my head aching?" He looked around at houses. "Didn't this have something to do with Hinata?" He blurted. He stared at the moon to remember.

Hinata…and Gaara are getting married? Is that what he told me? If so, why did he not just call me on the phone, you can't be too proud to marry a slave, and why would I be over there sleep? He sighed. Of course they wouldn't tell me that. Noble sons marrying slaves is frowned upon, no matter what title you give them. But knowing Gaar: extremely nice Gaara, he'd probably break those rules. But we're still in school, why would he make that decision? Break is over next week, and if he was to get married…No, Gaara isn't getting married. Neji froze. Shit…I feel bad…

He quickly doubled over and puked. It seemed endless until it ended.

"FUCK!" He shouted, coughing through the disgusting taste. He stumbled away from the puddle and farther to the edge of the sideway. He saw headlights that blinded him, and stepped back. He held his stomach and looked at the limo pulling up. The door was opened for him, but the driver did get out. He rose and eyebrow and slowly got into the car.

"Hello, Neji…" Tenten greeted him with a big smile. He sat across from her and frowned.

"Didn't I tell you to go to bed?" He asked.

"You didn't sound well on the phone, so I decided to make sure you didn't pass out in the back." She smiled sincerely and closed the door. "Good thing I came, I see you made a little mess over there."

"The driver could've helped me. This isn't even your job." He said.

"I just want to make sure you're okay." She said. Neji looked out of the window.

"I feel like shit…" He mumbled.

"Really? Why?" She was surprised he even shared that. He shrugged. "Did you…fall and hit your head?" She asked. He shrugged again. "…Drink?" She asked. Neji looked at her.

"Stop." He said.

"I'm trying to help." She defended.

"No, you're being annoying." He said louder. "I don't even know why you came." He stared her down. She didn't seem fazed, she seemed tired. "You look a mess, I told you to go to sleep."

"Why are you acting this way…remember Sunday? I made you feel good…" She headed for his belt buckled. He just stared at her, his head hazy. He nearly let her continue before he felt something coming up. He shot for the door, opening it despite the moving car, and puked all over the street while the limo was still going. Tenten held his waist in fear that he'd fall out.

"Let me go!" He got back up and knocked on the glass window. "Take me to the Uchiha's household." He shouted. "I can't be in the same house with you! Are you trying to piss me off?"

"Neji! Why are you doing this?" Tenten asked softly. Neji gave her a crooked look.

"I am not with you; I am none of your concern, why do you care?"

"Because! I want to know where my baby's father is going to be!" She shouted. Neji slowly turned to her. His head started spinning more. He opened the door and puked again.