Disclaimer: I do not and will never ever ever own Naruto.

This is again, for my dog Gizmo. For she is blind now ): And because she is a true rebel.

Just let it happen.

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The Principal dragged Ino into her office, with some other teachers who were supervising. Hinata was not brought, the Principal didnt speak to her, she assumed she was next for the guillotine. Still in Gaara's strong arms, she realised this did not look right, gently pushing him away, though she failed. His arms were like steel, "Gaara, can you please let me go?", she whispered finally meeting his gaze. His eyes made her feel weak, they looked so...frustrated and dismal. "Sorry", he grumbled, and released her.

He turned. Hinata was angry, and she did not want to be here for her time in the office. Everyone was staring at her, she wanted to scream at them, to tell them where to go, to rip that smirks from Ino's face...she felt lifeless, she had had enough. All this bull she had to put up with, all the sneering, the teasing, the crap from that evil blonde witch and her suck up friend. She wanted to cry and shout into her pillow...but of course she had to do something now. But what?

Grabbing Gaara's hand, she pressed right against him and whispered, "Please, lets go". Taking her hand, he smiled, if a little crookedly. A small smile appeared on Hinata's face, as they walked slowly and pointedly out the door, while several things happened in unison around them. Firstly Kankuro's face dropped, and his fists clenched, Temari gritted her teeth and Lee smirked. Ten Ten gasped, a parent supervising called Hinata back, but she ignored. They kept walking, till the cool air outside caught them.

Hinata needed to let her frustration out, it had built up too far. She needed to do something, something she would never normally do. Something crazy, something she would regret tomorrow. A release. They were out of the parking lot, passing the football field, by the bleachers. Hinata stopped. Giggling for a moment, at what she was about to do. Gaara looked at her, amusement dancing in his now somewhat gleefull eyes. Leading the way, Hinata entered the football field, went directly up the steps, sitting down, she let go of Gaara's hand. Patting the space beside her, he sat down.

Chuckling, she put her hand to her mouth. Could I? Shaking her head of doubts, she did. She took Gaara's face into her soft hands, and kissed him. Passionately. Gaara didnt hesitate, he had wanted this so badly. Resting his hand on her knee, while the other ran its fingers through her silky hair. Hinata smiled at his touch, and gripped his hair gently. He moved as close to her as he could manage.

Gaara's blood was pulsing through his veins, breathing was becoming a chore, he did not ever want to let her go. Cautiously, Hinata tasted his bottom lip and Gaara forgot to breath. Pulling away, he kissed her cheeks, the tip of her nose, her rounded chin and her jawline. Moaning softly, Hinata could not stop smiling. Pulling her into a smooch, her mouth was open a little. A little was all he needed, as he gently licked the inside of her lip, he could taste her teeth, her little tongue darting to meet his as the met in a frenzy of teenage romance.

Her mouth felt like a drug, he needed it. One taste and he was hooked. She was like an acid that had seeped into his veins, and incurable curse that had befallen him. He never wanted to be rid of her. His lips were capturing hers in a desperate urgency. A need for fulfillment.

They stayed in that position, frozen in time for quite a while, until Hinata had to break away. Smiling, and feeling very bold, she pushed him back, so he was lying on the bench, and she placed her knees on either side of his hips so she was resting gently. This was a little awkward over the dress, but she just hiked it up until she was comfy. Though this caused Gaara frustrations.

A lot of frustrations...

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