Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. (Unfortunately) But I do own Gaara. Okay, no, I don't, but I wish I did. :Y

For the first time in Hinata's 16 years of living, she hoped that her father's routinely morning,'You're pathetic. Don't get in anyone's way etc' speech, lasted forever.

She wasn't looking forward to going back to Konoha High so when her father dismissed her earlier than usual, she wanted to smash her face against a brick wall.

Repeatedly.

She didn't want to face that unnamed boy. And that's the reason why she was hiding behind an old oak tree in front of Konoha High's entrance.

Gaara was patiently waiting for his 'girlfriend' to come to school sitting atop of Konoha's 10 ft high brick fence.

"Gaara! Get the hell off there. You're going to be late for homeroom. What are you doing up there anyways?" his older sister said as she walked by holding hands with a certain pineapple shaped headed boy.

"No, I'm waiting for Hinata."

"Hmph.. The Sabuku family sure is troublesome." his future brother-in-law said.

"Hm.. I wonder what mom will say wh-"

"Why does everyone keep threatening me through my mother?" He said as he jumped off and landed safely. He put his hands in his jean pockets, kicked the dirt floor with his army boots and walked behind the couple. Looking back one more time, hoping he'd get to see her today, he disappeared into the school doors.

Hinata breathed out a sigh of relief that she was holding in as she saw the red head go inside the school. 'So his name is Gaara Sabuku...', she thought as she moved away from the tree, adjusted her backpack, and headed towards Konoha High's entrance doors.

"GAHHHHHH! I'M GOING TO BE LATE! IRUKA-SENSEI IS GOING TO KILL ME!"

Hinata stopped, a pink blush tinted her face, and turned back realizing whose voice it was. Naruto. Of course. He was running 10 minutes late and was running at full speed ahead. He didn't even realize Hinata was standing there until a body collided with his. They both ended up on the dirt floor with him laying on top of her.

"Watch where you're goin- Oh, Hinata?!" Naruto said as he looked down to see who was the idiot who didn't move when they clearly saw him running in their direction. Blue eyes widened as he realized it was Hinata. Gaara's girl. He quickly stood up and lent her a rough, blistered hand. She took it and he stood her upright. She let his hand linger there, disappointed when the touch disappeared.

Naruto looked left, right, and left again, hoping Gaara hadn't seen what just happened.

He was too young to die.

He breathed out a long awaited sigh, and awkwardly scratched his head. "Sorry, Hinata. It's just I was caught up doing some very important things, and time just flew by."

"It's o-okay, Naruto-k-kun." Hinata said as she pushed a lock of dark blue hair behind her unpierced ear. They began to walk to the front double doors with Hinata fidgeting with her fingers and Naruto's arms behind his head.

"Haha, next time I'll just take the ramen to go."

"That's w-w-hy you're late? The very important thing..ano.. Was ramen?" She asked tilting her head to the left, eyebrows knitted together. Naruto stopped and grabbed her shoulders.

Blue met white.

"Ramen...Is the reason why I live." He said with a poker face. Hinata couldn't hold her laughter in, she just burst out giggling, and Naruto blushed asking Kami why he would tell her such an embarrassing thing.

"Haha.. Naruto-kun.. I'd like to th-thank you for.. Um... coming to see me...yesterday at the nurse's office. Th-that was very kind of you." She said trying her best to not stutter.

"Oh, don't mention it."

"No, really. Thank y-you."

"No, I mean really don't mention it. Especially in front of Gaara. I'm not exactly in the mood to get stabbed today." His eyes searching the premises once again for the red head.

Hinata laughed once again, thinking he was only joking. He had to be joking...Right?

HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA, no.

Assumptions, Assumptions.

Naruto looked at wide-eyed like she was mental. Hadn't she heard the rumors of her boyfriend's victims? Didn't she know that Gaara truly IS a cold blooded killer? Was she not aware of the fact that her boyfriend had mercilessly killed hundreds of people from opposing gangs and got away with every single murder? Well, semi got away with it. Every single other gang wanted him dead. Especially, the Akatsuki.

Naruto just shrugged and thought, 'If she doesn't know now, well, I'm sure she'll find out very soon..'. He looked around in every direction just in case, Gaara was seeing him interact with his precious Hinata. He could feel a murderous aura staring at him, but he just shrugged it off, and thought of some more ways to get Sakura to finally agree to go on a date with him, completely forgetting about Hinata's presence.

A desk shattered into many tiny pieces. Everyone in Anko-sensei's class snapped their necks to the left closest seat in the back near a window.

Gaara had broken his desk.

Again.

But this time, it wasn't the lesson, the textbooks, another pathetic love letter from one of his hopeful fangirls , a gang fight, a fangirl stealing another one f his possessions etc. It was one of his closest friends flirting with his girl. Gaara saw her giggling and conversing more than she ever did with him. (But then again, what do you expect? She had fainted right after they had met! ) Another boy had made her laugh.. And what... Was that a blush?!

This was unacceptable. Oh, what was that? A pencil breaking?Another laugh. There goes his extra pen. A redder blush? Oh, and there's goes another desk destroyed by Gaara.

"...Is something wrong, Gaara?" his teacher asked him slightly (That was an understatement) afraid of her number one, genius student.

"Sensei, may I please be excused for a moment?" He calmly asked meeting her gaze. She nervously nodded (Knowing Gaara only said the word 'please' when he was pissed to the max) and held up the hall pass gesturing for him to simply come up and take it.

But noooOOOOOO. Gaara doesn't do 'simple'.

He stood up and opened the wide window that was right next to his brown desk. Or what used to be his desk. And jumped out, feet first. Gaara landed perfectly and headed to where Hinata and Naruto were.

Anko just continued her lesson like nothing had happened.

Hinata was almost at the door, safe from having to come in contact with Gaara, conversing with Naruto about Ramen. When two, slightly big hands slid around her thin waist and pulled her back, making her collide with a toned chest.

"Sorry to interrupt."

He wasn't.

Naruto stared wide-eyed at Gaara trying to avoid his death glares and looked back at Hinata's horrified face, Gaara, Hinata, back at Gaara, and finished on Hinata's face.

"Hahahhahaha, Gaara, hey, You weren't interrupting anything because nothing was happening! Right, Hinata-chan? Hhahaaahah." He nervously said as he sent Hinata a pleading look that said 'Be careful with what you say next, your words can get me brutally killed'.

Hinata getting the message, nodded viciously at Naruto locking eyes with him.

Stupid girl. That only pissed Gaara off more.

Now they were exchanging silent messages. What was happening here? Gaara was not a happy camper. Not. At. All.

"Naruto, can you please leave me and my girlfriend alone so we can talk?" He asked, emphasizing on the word girlfriend, just so he could get the message.

'Leave us alone or I will slit your throat.'

"So... I'm just going to go.. Now." Naruto said, backing away slowly. As soon as his hand reached the cold door handle, he ran at the speed of light. Gaara chuckled at his friend's fear of him. He wouldn't really kill him. Maybe give him a black eye or leave him in the hospital for a couple days, but he wouldn't kill him.

It's not like Hinata had a crush on Naruto...right?

Gaara laid his chin on Hinata's shoulder and snuggled his face deeper into her hair, breathing in her nice scent.

"Um.. Sabuku-kun, c-c-can you..Um..let me go?" Hinata shyly asked, struggling to not faint. Gaara turned her so they were face to face. Well, face to face down. Hinata didn't dare look up.

"Call me Gaara."

Gaara just interlaced their fingers together and dragged her off.

"Sab- Gaa...Ra-kun, where are we going?Ano.. We're already late for class."

He set her against the brick entrance wall and put his hands against the wall with her head in the middle, blocking any attempts of escape.

"It doesn't matter. Today I waited for you and you never came."

"Ano.. I... I.."

"I was patiently waiting for you like the good boyfriend I am." He whispered as his sex god like face came closer to hers.

"B-b-b-b-b-boyfriend?!" Hinata stared wide-eyed at the beautiful, (obviously delusional), boy in front of her.

"Yes?" He asked tilting his head to the right.

"I-I don't.. Get it, Gaara-san."

"There's nothing to understand. I like you. You like me. We're dating."

"..You don't.. I- You! Me! Dating?" She said her thoughts all jumbled up. Gaara chuckled and pressed his mouth close to her left ear.

"You're cute when you're confused."

Hinata furiously blushed a deep red. "Th-thank you but...", Hinata bowed down her head," I can't return your feelings. I'm r-really sorry."

She closed her eyes shut, expecting a hard, cold slap across her delicate face from the menacing boy but after a while, noticing nothing was coming her way, she cracked open one white eye, and then another. Gaara was just blankly staring at her.

"Gaara-kun?"

Gaara was beyond confused. She didn't like him? But he was sure that...No,no. She did like him... Didn't she? Was there someone else?

"Hinata, do you like someone else, perhaps?"

"No, well, yes, but I .. Don't know."

Before he let out his manly, (emphasis on the 'manly' part) , tears stream down his face, he swallowed the imaginery lump of nothing and pulled his tears back into his eye sockets.

Gaara had gained a soft spot for the girl.

And soft was not a word you usually used to describe Gaara no Sabuku.

Gaara nodded and made a fist with his right hand. Hinata gasped thinking he was going to hit her. She braced herself for impact but nothing came. But then Gaara did punch something.

Oh, no, no. Gaara would never hit a girl. Gaara had punched the brick wall behind Hinata.

"I promise to forgive you, and forget what you just said if you agree to never see him nor talk to him again and to tell me who he is so that I can make sure that you never get tempted again.," his raspy voice said.

Hinata gulped, " .. I'm sorry. I can't be your girlf-friend... But y-y-you can have any other girl in the school. Y-you can choose one of them. They're so much more p-prettier than I am."

"But I don't want any other girl. I want you. Oh, and I think you're really pretty."

Hinata blushed once again and Gaara felt accomplished, smirking at the embarrassed, petite girl trapped in front of him.

"Thank you.. But.. Still.. I. I... like s-someone else, I'm r-r-really sorry! H-here! Have this." She said as she leaned up and went on her tippy toes and ATTEMPTED to press a soft, but firm, kiss on his smooth, right cheek.

But nothing ever goes the way Hinata wants them to.

Ever.

But then again, Gaara was at fault too, for what had happened next. He wasn't the best at comprehending people's actions therefore he couldn't tell what she was about to do. So he shifted his head closer to her face, to ask what she had wanted to give him.

Next thing Hinata knows, Gaara's arms are around her and she has her hands in his blood colored hair and his lips are pressed against hers, moving in sync together.

Fitting perfectly like they were meant for each other.

He licked her lower, plump lip and she was so stuck in the moment, she granted his tongue entrance. He pressed her closer to his toned body, as they explored eachother's mouths. It was magical. And tingles were running up and down Hinata's body. Gaara's knees were growing weak, and he felt as he was going to fall to the ground any second now. His heart was beating so loud, Hinata swore she could hear it. Fair enough, since he could hear her heart, betraying her, having a spasm on its own accord.

She had kissed him. Well, a kiss is a kiss, accidental or not.

She pulled away for air, and he rubbed his nose on hers back and forth, gathering air, ready to go in for another kiss. He leaned back in and she slid her hands back on his neck and pressed her lips to his perfectly molded ones once again, against her better judgment.

Her lips tasted sweet and his lips had a faint strawberry taste.

Oh, how he hated the need for oxygen at the moment. (The only reason on why he pulled away)

As soon as she caught her breath, her senses came flying back to her. "I..I have to go. So-s-sorry." She escaped his arms grasp. Gaara was too love struck to struggle when Hinata slipped right out of his arms, running to class.

Gaara smiled to himself as he watched the girl of his dreams, run to Konoha High's front double doors, almost tripping. Twice. He pressed his long fingers to his swollen lips.

Now he was 1717367181363637210372192837 36% positively, sure about four things.

had fallen in love with Hinata Hyuga.

Two. He was going to beat the crap out of Naruto later.

Three. He was going to find out who Hinata liked and get rid off him. Permanently. (Oh but don't worry, his gang is good at hiding bodies)

Four. His mother was going to beat the crap out of him for skipping class and breaking school property once again, when he came home.