Last chapter for this story! I had planned on two more, but decided to just combine the three into one chapter.

I am almost finished with the second chapter to A True Belonging and will be posting that by the end of this month.

Anyways, enjoy!

I do not own Chopin nor Chopin's Spring Waltz


Naruto POV

The week was more relaxing than I expected it to be, but it also went by quicker than I wished. Gaara and I are back at school today, and thankfully no one has asked us about what happened in front of the school. Another thing I am glad for is that my friends are acting as they normally would. I don't think I would be able to really answer any questions they have. I am hoping to move out after the school year is over, I just have to talk to Gaara about that still. I plan to bring it up later on, probably over the weekend. I am sure he would be fine with it though. I hummed, tapping my pencil against the desk while waiting for lunch to start. My fingers ached to be able to play the piano again after so long. 'Maybe I can get one of my own after we move? I could beg baa-chan to buy me one.' I grinned, imagining having my own piano in the new house, deciding it was a must.

Finally the bell rang, and I quickly stood, grabbing my stuff to leave the room.

"Sasuke, Shika, I'll be in the music room with Gaara!" I shouted with a wave, waiting for the red head in the hall before we headed to our destination.

"What should we have for dinner tonight, Gaara?" I smiled over at him, ignoring some of the stares from people we were passing by. Even though no one has said something to us, they still stare.

"Ramen is fine with me." I grinned at his answer, ruffling his hair in response.

"Awesome! Ramen it is!" A laugh escaped my lips at Gaara's small pout, though no one else probably realized he was pouting; his facial expressions have miniscule differences in them.

"Please do not ruffle my hair like that, Naruto." He replied, running his own hand though the now even messier hair.

"But its so soft! I can't help myself." I laughed again as he glared at me, and eventually we entered the music room. Quickly going to the piano, I sat at the bench and got ready to start playing. 'I feel like playing something upbeat today… how about Chopin's Spring Waltz. Yeah, that will work.' Smiling, I begin to play the piece, hearing Gaara pull up a chair and sit near the piano. We sat just listening as I played, feeling completely comfortable in each others company. 'This, here, is all I need. All I want.'

I didn't realize I had started crying until I felt Gaara's finger on my cheek. I opened my eyes, slightly startled at the sudden contact.

"Why are you crying?"

"Oh, I don't know, I didn't even realize I was," I gave a shaky laugh, rubbing the rest of the tears off my face, "I guess I am just happy or something."

"Happy?" Gaara gave a small tilt of his head, as though confused.

"Yeah. It's hard to explain." I smiled up at him from the bench, and he smiled back in acceptance.

"Hey, Naruto?" He spoke up again after sitting back down on the chair he grabbed.

"Yeah?"

"Why help me?" I paused, the question catching me off guard. Gaara's gaze held mine, and I couldn't pull away. I swallowed thickly, giving him an honest answer.

"Because, you're important to me. I don't want you to get hurt, and I don't want to lose you." I watched him, his face hard to read.

"I see," was all he said, and we sat there in silence. I waited, knowing he was thinking over my response before saying something more.

"Can I ask another question?"

"Sure," I gave him an encouraging smile, not knowing what else he would want to ask me.

"How do you confess to another person?"

I spluttered slightly, definitely not expecting that to be his question, "oh...uhm...well...you see...you just...say something like...uhm…" I could feel my face burning in a bright blush, not knowing how to explain it to him.

"I'm sorry, you do not have to ans-"

"I love you, Gaara," I quickly cut him off, the words tumbling past my lips before I could stop them or really think about what I was saying. It took a few seconds before I realized I had actually just confessed to him.

"What?" Gaara gave a confused grunt, mouth turned into a startled frown. I coughed awkwardly, not really knowing what to do now. 'I might as well continue, and tell him. The worst that could happen is he never talks to me again...urgh.' I took a deep breath, readying myself to take the plunge.

"I am in love with you, Gaara." I held his gaze, patiently waiting for a response. Realization slowly forms in his eyes, and I wait.

"I am also in love with you. But...how could you love someone like-" I quickly cut him off, gently sliding my lips against his. It takes a second before Gaara reacts, putting slight pressure against my own. A gentle caress, full of feeling. I want to draw him closer, deepen the kiss, but instead I slowly release him and firmly gaze into his green eyes.

"Gaara Sabaku, you are perfect in every way, and I love you." Gaara's eyes widen slightly, before tears start sliding from them and down his cheeks. I pull him into a second, quick, kiss as I brush away the lines of wetness from his face.

The opening of the music room door and the clearing of a throat breaks us apart, both furiously blushing and trying to act like nothing happened. However, judging by the gleam in Sasuke's eyes, we weren't succeeding.

"It's about damn time. Now come on, lovebirds, lunch is over." Sasuke turned around with a smirk, not waiting on us to follow. Quickly, grabbing our bags, we leave the music room, hand in hand and smiling.