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Authors note: Well, this is it guys! This is the last chapter but hey look on the bright side, THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL. The first chapter of the sequel will most likely come in two months or so because I need to work on my other fics that I have neglected. Thanks for all the reviews, favorites, follows etc. THANK YOU SOSOSOSOOSO MUCH. I'm so glad you guys stuck with my story even though the first several chapters sucked. This is the last chapter. There's going to be a lot of romance at the end and an insider joke from a previous chapter that I hope you guys remember haha Thanks for everything. If you'd like me to make you a fanfic, leave the information in my tumblr ask box at (parnela ) (p.s. that is not an m, it is an 'r' and and an 'n) leave what which characters, what kind of story you'd like, any specific plot you'd like me to follow etc. This chapter's not really as funny as the previous chapters but enjoy anyways!

Falling in love seems like such a fun and cute idea until you actually fall in love with a psychotic, bi-polar gang leader with an Internet dependency and jealousy issues and it's basically the same thing as running into traffic during rush hour.

"Stay the hell away from me," Gaara hissed as he paced around the spacious garage nervously, "No, wait...stay as close as you can."

He had been debating this for over an hour.

Fucking lunatic.

Sasuke continued to place switchblades in his pockets in the background, "No disrespect intended but we don't have time for this. Do you want her to come to the forest of death or not?"

Gaara grit his teeth together, "I don't want her to go anywhere that has the word 'death' in its title."

Temari let out a nervous sigh as she leaned against the wall, "Sari taught her well. Maybe she should go to the battle after all."

"But maybe she shouldn't. She's my girlfriend, everyone's going to be aiming bullets at her and digging knives into her stomach. The thought solely irks me...maybe you shouldn't come after all."

Hinata sighed and took off the safety of her gun, "I'm g-going. I'll stay as close as I can."

Gaara sighed and put his calloused hands on her shoulders, "Don't leave my side, not even once. I have a bad feeling about this. Nevertheless, everyone get into your respectable vehicles. The time has come."

"The aroma of death occupies the air," muttered a stoic Shino as he got into the passenger seat of Kiba's car.

Everyone got into their cars and drove away from the garage with the exception of Hinata and Gaara. Hinata let out a shaky sigh, "Are you nervous?"

Hinata shook her head, "I'll be fine."

Gaara rose the area where his eyebrows would be if he had eyebrows, "What weapons do you have on you at the moment?"

"Ten switchblades, two guns, their holsters and ammo," she innocently said as if her body didn't hold lethal murder weapons.

Gaara's lips slightly twitched upwards, "This is it," he cupped her slightly pale face in his gentle over-worked hands, "No matter what happens, just know that you're the best damn thing to have ever happened to me and I will always love you whether my chest is heaving or I'm six feet under."

He pressed his soft but firm lips to her forehead. Her lower lip quivered as she whispered, "Don't talk l-like that."

He moved his head back into its original place, "Did you say something?"

Hinata opened her lips as if to tell him something but no words came out. And by something I mean telling him that she's psychotically in love with him and the slight possibility that he won't make it through the night is like a ragged dagger digging at her chest. She simply closed her mouth and shook her head.

He dashingly smiled at her and helped her get onto his death bike. She rigorously squeezed his lower torso as he drove out of Konoha. She kept taking big breaths during the painfully silent drive there.

The night air smelled like psychopaths and lead bullets.

With a dash of spicy miso ramen, courtesy of Naruto.

"We're almost there," Hinata looked up and gasped.

The forest of death was gigantic. It was surrounded by a metallic fence. There were gates equally spaced for entrances. The trees were tall and numerous gang members glared at each other with venom in their eyes. The fog was as thick as the tension in the air.

Gaara drove his motorcycle to the gate that the 'Shinobi' claimed. He took off his black helmet and helped Hinata off the death vehicle. Gaara placed a toned, protective arm on Hinata's shoulder.

"I didn't think there was going to be so many people here," Kiba said while he pat Akamaru.

Hinata gulped, "But there's only about four gangs or so. We can take them."

Temari and Tenten exchanged glances. Sari rubbed her temples, "There's roughly about thirteen gangs here including the Akatsuki. This fence goes all around!"

"Don't yell at her. She didn't know," Gaara hissed at at a slightly aggravated Sari.

"Life didn't know!"

"Sari," Gaara grit his back teeth together.

"I'm sorry. I'm just frustrated and Naruto's face isn't making it any better."

Naruto wailed his arms in the air, "What's wrong with my face?!"

"Everything," Sari inquired with a roll of her eyes.

"Everything," Naruto mocked in a much higher tone, "You're such a drama queen."

Sari gaped at him with both eyebrows raised, "I will eat your first-born child."

"Alright, that's enough," Shikamaru lazily interrupted.

"We don't have time for your mindless bickering. Sari, you need to calm down and relax. Naruto, you need to do something about that face of yours. Anyways, inside the forest of death is a river and an abandoned tower located in the exact center. The forest's diameter is about twenty kilometers," Sasuke stoically inquired.

"Within the forest are large and deadly creatures such as leeches, tigers and bears," Sai added, "There's poisonous plants and insects too."

"There's also already set traps by other gang members. The rumble starts in several minutes. Hanare will be making a camp site inside the usual place to take care of the injured. Lee will stay with her. We must remember to keep our phones on silent at all times. A fucking ten second ringtone will get your throat slit in a mere matter of seconds," Gaara spoke with dominance.

Everyone nodded and those with cellphones muted them. Neji shivered and re-adjusted his shoulder holster, "What the hell did I get myself into?"

Hinata giggled, "I have asked myself the same question five hundred ninety nine times."

"Alright, it's almost time. Good luck Shinobi," Gaara got out one of his guns and pointed it at the air.

"Last year's winner get the initiating shot. Everyone get ready," Temari readily spoke over the gang.

Hinata took a big breath in and locked eyes with Gaara. She nodded and he closed his eyes.

The shot was deafening. Everything happened in a blur. Gaara took his arm off her shoulder as if he was burned and took a hold of her hand. He screamed for her to run and she ran and ran as if her life depended on it.

Which it did.

Hinata breathed out heavily and dropped to her knees. Gaara kneeled down and cupped her face, "Are you okay? Do you have asthma? Do I need to call the paramedics? Hinata, speak to me!"

Hinata stood up in exhaustion and shook her head, "I'm fine. I've just never been much of a runner. Internet explorer can probably run faster than me."

Gaara breathed out a sigh of relief, "Oh god, I'm turning into my mother."

"It's not official until you throw a butcher knife," Hinata semi-joked as she heavily breathed in and out.

"I apologize for," he muttered as he gestured to all of himself.

Hinata shook her head and stood up with Gaara's help. She desperately looked around her surroundings, "Don't be silly. Where is everyone else?"

"We split up. Being jumbled up together shortens our life expectancy."

Hinata nodded and took out her gun, "When d-does it end?"

"Whichever gang is the last one standing."

Hinata dusted off her knees and took out one of her already loaded guns, "But how will we know when we're the last gang standing?"

Gaara masochistically stared at Hinata's sweet, innocent face, "Trust me, you'll know."

Hinata bit her quivering lower lip. She took off the safety of her gun and surveyed the dark area, "It's kind of hard to s-see."

A rustling was heard behind the tree where they stood. Gaara quickly stood in front of Hinata and pointed a gun towards where the sound was produced, "Don't worry sweet cheeks. Where you're going, you won't need to see anything."

A shot was fired and it missed Hinata's shoulder by a mere inch. Hinata flinched and shyly cowered behind Gaara. Hinata looked over his shoulder to see a blonde guy who strangely enough looked like Ino with a shorter redhead standing next to him.

"I missed? Damn it," Deidara said with a sadistic pout of his lips.

"You bastard," Gaara growled as he instinctively pushed Hinata back once again.

Deidara mockingly tapped his gun on his lips, "Should I have the pleasure of killing Gaara first or his little virgin girlfriend? Hm, decisions, decisions."

"Touch her and I will slaughter you," Gaara promised as his eyes turned a dark shade of satanic green.

"Well, now you're just teasing," Deidara said with a wink as he slowly walked towards Hinata and Gaara, "I've waited for this moment all my life."

Sasori stepped out from the shadows and darkly smirked, "Now which one do I want to kill? The lunatic bastard or the foolish nutcase?"

Says the maniac with blood dripping from his forearms from his most recent homicide.

How casual.

Go re-read that in a sarcastic tone.

Gaara hysterically scoffed, "Fucking schizoid. Leave her be, your business is with me."

Deidara rose his eyebrows, "Oh, are we rhyming now? Well. Here's a little artistic poem for you and your woman's last moments. I'll slit your throat and gloat. Sasori's going to skin you and make me a coat."

Gaara rose his gun as Deidara did the same. His first bullet grazed Deidara's torso and his second bullet pierced through Sasori's leg. Deidara's bullets were sloppy and off precision. Sasori took out his switchblade and flipped it open.

Gaara continued to fire bullets at Deidara as Hinata's finger shook on the trigger. She rose the gun to an approaching Sasori and fired.

Three words.

Horrible fucking aim.

Her two bullets completely missed and Sasori maniacally laughed, "You are absolutely terrible at that."

She has her own fighting style. It's called 'horrible'.

Hinata moved from behind Gaara and began to run to lure Sasori away from Gaara so he'd have one less opponent to face. The forest was dark and the fog made it harder to see. Hinata ran for several minutes with Sasori close behind.

She stopped behind another overly large tree and gasped for air. She took out her switchblade and harshly bit her lower lip. She flipped it open and stepped out from behind the tree to face Sasori.

"I-I'm not scared of you!"

Sasori ran up to her and aggressively got hold of her slim neck. He pushed her against the tree and lightly drew his bloody switchblade across her cheek, "I personally think you'd look lovely as a stuffed corpse mounted on my wall."

How lovely.

Hinata's switchblade laid unmoving in her hand. She couldn't bring herself to commit her second homicide. She had every reason to take that switchblade and slide it against his pale throat but she just couldn't do it.

A dead Matsuri's face popped up in her head and she pathetically froze. She cowered under Sasori's glare and inaudibly muttered her last good-byes.

"Fuck! Hinata," Sari screamed as she jumped up from behind a bush and rushingly stabbed Sasori. She dug her blade into his back as his switchblade fell to the dirt ground.

Sari grabbed Hinata's arm and ran the opposite way as Sasori withered down to his knees in pain. Sari dragged a still semi-paralyzed Hinata to a more desolate area in the lethal forest.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You can't just freeze up like that, especially not in a life or death situation like this. This stopped being a fucking game when you decided to fall in love with a gang leader. This," Sari hissed as she pointed to their surroundings, "This is a battlefield! You either win or you die trying. Literally."

Well!

Someone's being feisty today.

Hmph!

Sari rose her hand and a quick ring of a slap was heard. Hinata widened her eyes, "Thanks. I needed that."

She slapped her again, "You're still out of it."

Another slap.

And another one.

"Okay! Okay! I did not need that!"

Sari sighed and lowered her hand from Hinata's now crimson cheek, "I know. I'm the one who needed that."

"O-oh," Hinata whispered as the painful silence once again filled the air.

Sari's eyes quickly widened as her eyes dropped to the dirt floor, "Damn it," Sari moved Hinata and herself from their position.

"Those yellow leaves we were standing on are poisonous. They're called Pargelas, if you inhale their toxic odorless fumes, they leave you unconscious for a week or two."

"Anyways, I-"

Hinata's eyes widened as a red circle appeared on Sari's forehead. Hinata dove for Sari and pushed her down. Hinata took out her gun and pointed it up in the tree from which the light had appeared. She fired seven bullets at different aims until a body fell out of the canopy and hit the dirt floor.

"Nice. I give that a seven out of ten," Sari said as she got up and helped Hinata stand.

"Come on, let's go to Hanare's hideout. I think we're in need of a check out. Stay alert unless you're feeling suicidal," Sari whispered with a bite in her voice.

Hinata nodded and followed Sari to Hanare's hideout. Numerous corpses lined the ground as Sari led her there. Sari rose her hand to Hinata's torso, "Shut up."

She wasn't talking.

Sari's eyes skimmed the area and she dug her hands into her pockets. She took out thinned needles lined with poison and threw them.

Several silent seconds later, Sari whispered, "Run."

And so she did.

They ran and ran, dodging bullets and surveying the area with paranoia. Sari finally pointed to a leafy bush at the bottom of a large tree. She gestured for Hinata to follow her with a swish of her head.

Sari stepped inside the bush and disappeared with Hinata in tow. The bottom of the tree was hollowed out and a hand-crafted medical room was established. There was seven beds and cabinets full of medicinal supplies. Hanare had gloves on and digging large tweezers in Kiba's thigh, "Hold still!"

"How the hell am I supposed to hold still when there's a fucking bullet in my fucking thigh and you're taking forever to take it out?!"

Hanare shook her head and Sari sat down in an attempt to regain her energy. Hinata sighed and leaned against the hollowed wall. She closed her eyes for several minutes of rest that never came.

Her eyes were shut for a few seconds until Gaara's demanding voice rang in her ears, "Hinata!"

She quickly opened her eyes as Gaara took off his bloody shirt and threw it on the floor. Gaara had a heavily bleeding bullet wound in his shoulder but he ignored Lee's call of concern and walked up to Hinata, "I need to talk to you."

This wasn't Gaara.

Oh no, no, no.

This was the Shukaku.

Gaara's face was venomous and lethal. It dripped blood from a head wound on his temple and his eyes.. Oh, his eyes were fifty shades of pure evil. He looked fierce and out for vengeance. He didn't look the normal less-pyschotic-but-still-very-much-psychotic Gaara who was socially awkward with an Internet dependency. He looked like the terrifying side of Gaara that Kiba had warned Hinata about, the one who'd mercilessly slit one's throat for looking at him in the slightest disagreeable manner.

This was not the Gaara Hinata knew.

"Maybe you should get that bullet out first and then we'll t-t-talk," Hinata attempted to stall.

Gaara nonchalantly walked over to Hanare and swiped the large tweezers in her hand. He gripped it and pitilessly shoved it into his right shoulder. He shoved it deeper inside until he found the bullet. He indifferently took it out and let it drop to the ground. He coldly handed the medical instrument back to Hanare and went back to Hinata's side, "We can surely speak now."

He gestured for her to follow him outside and she gulped down an invisible lump of anxiety. She passed through the leaves with ease and avoided Gaara's strange cold stare.

"What is i-it?"

He immediately rushed up to her and threw his arms around her, engulfing her in warmth and blood, "Where did you go?! You had me going crazy."

Hinata slid her hands behind Gaara's neck, "I needed to get Sasori away from you."

"He wanted to slaughter you! How could you be so unthoughtful?! If something happened to you..."

Hinata bit her lower lip, "But nothing happened to me!"

Gaara detached himself from Hinata and stepped back, "I keep putting you in danger, day after day. I'm a fucking monster!"

"Gaara, p-please..."

"No, no. I have hurt you for the last time. You'll end up six feet under and I'll most likely be committing a bloody massacre at your funeral. I'm no good for you!"

Tears filled her eyes, "You know that's not true! I love you! You love me!"

Gaara begrudgingly locked eyes with her, "I do love you! I love you so much that it brings me to the brink of insanity. You're too good to be with a mess of a serial killer like me."

Tears began to run a marathon down her dirtied cheeks, "So-so you're just going to throw this all away? Throw 'us' away?!"

Gaara grit his teeth and shut his eyes. He stayed silent as Hinata inaudibly wept. Hinata wiped her tears with her forearm, "I found your answer in your hesitation."

"Hinata, you know this is-"

Gaara's sentence was cut off halfway because of a rustling nearby. Gaara reflexively took out his gun and took off the safety, just in time for a limping Naruto to come out of the shadows, "Don't shoot! It's just me."

Gaara looked at Naruto and then back at a grief-stricken Hinata, "Take her back outside of the gates."

"No!"

"Don't be difficult, Hinata. This is the only way to ensure a longer life expectancy!"

"If you really loved me, you wouldn't me driving me away like this," she pathetically sobbed as she stepped farther and farther away from Gaara.

He 'tch'd and closed his eyes. He turned around so his back would face her, "Don't be like this. It's making saying good-bye so much harder."

Naruto scratched his blonde locks and attempted to slide away from the conversation, "Well, what would you look at the time? I think it's time for me to go feed my cat."

"You don't have a cat," Gaara hissed back at Naruto's ignorance.

Naruto exhaustingly shrugged, "It was worth a shot."

"I can't do this. I can't say good-bye," she whispered before she turned around and hectically ran inside.

"Naruto, follow her. Bring her outside of the gates and stay with her. If anything happens to her, it will be your severed head on my plate."

"Should've thought of a better excuse. A cat? I should've said I got my arm cut off or something," Naruto idiotically mumbled as he dove back into the forest to look for the distraught bluenette.

Hinata ran through the muted forest until she saw the large river. She gasped for air and walked over to the river. She put down her gun and make a bowl-like gesture with her hands. She took some water from the river and brought it up to her face.

The moonlight glistened in the dirtied water and Hinata shrieked. The water was red. She dropped the water down to the dirt floor and viciously stood up. She stared at the river in horror for there was a corpse floating in the river, face-down. On the back of the dead body, Hinata could make out a large 'K' engraved in the victim's back.

She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh. Her eyes quickly opened for she had heard a snicker coming from directly in front of her. She quickly took out her spare gun and pointed it forward towards the figure.

The figure stepped out of the shadows, "Sakura? What a-are you doing here?"

Sakura shook her head and walked up to the opposite side of the river, "That's not important right now. What is important is that Suigetsu tricked Gaara into thinking he had you. Gaara chased after him and I just thought you should know."

"What?! Where are they?"

Sakura pointed behind her, "I saw them go inside the lone tower. Who knows what's happening up there? You should hurry."

Hinata picked up her second gun, "Why are you telling me this? I know you don't like me. There's no use pretending to do so."

Sakura merely shrugged, "I could never have the guts to face a maniac like Suigetsu on but I know you have what it takes. I love Gaara and so do you. But I can't bring myself to risk my life for him. Gaara might be in danger. He needs you."

Hinata shrugged off the bad feeling in her gut and nodded.

Stupid girl.

She put her two guns back in their holsters and clogged her nose with her fingers. She jumped in the leech-infested river and quickly swam to Sakura's side in order to avoid touching the dead body and the leeches. She got out and took out the guns once again.

She reloaded them like Sari had taught her and locked eyes with a gleeful Sakura, "I'm going now."

"Keep running straight ahead. Good luck."

She's going to need it.

Hinata ran towards the tower and away from Sakura. Sakura evilly smiled at Hinata's retreating figure and whispered, "How gullible."

Her gullibility would be the death of her.

Damn it.

Sakura cared more about the sexual behavior of pandas than she did about Hinata.

Hinata ran through the isolated forest until she stood in front of the abandoned tower. She took a big breath in and prepared herself to go in. She felt a hand on her shoulder and she quickly turned around with a gun at the figure's head neck.

Sari taught her well...

The figure took a hold of the gun and flipped it around to face Hinata's head.

...But not well enough.

"Don't point that thing at me," Naruto muttered, "Geez, you're all paranoid now."

Naruto handed her back the gun and rose his eyebrows as he surveyed her tattered appearance, "What happened to you?"

Hinata just shook her head, "I'm sorry to sound rude but please leave me be. I need to go save Gaara."

Naruto sighed, "Gaara doesn't need saving! What he needs is for you to come back with me to where it's safe and people aren't pointing switchblades at your neck at every turn you make."

Hinata shook her head as Naruto took a hold of her arm, "Let's go."

"Wait. I-"

"Nope. I'm not falling for your tricks again. Last time I trusted you, I was stuck in the girls bathroom screaming about how much I hated my life. It was not pleasant. No one was in there to tell me that the candy from those machines was not candy! It was not pleasant at all!"

"Naruto, look, you're right. You're completely right."

"I am?"

"You are. Just let me rest for two minutes and then I'll comply with Gaara's demands to come with you," Hinata negotiated while Naruto's hand on her arm loosened until it fell off.

"Okay, two minutes. That's it."

Hinata looked around the area for a place to sit. She sat down near a bush and clogged her nose with her fingers, "Ow! I think I hit myself on the nose."

Naruto walked over to her and bended his knees as he brought his face close to hers, "How in the hell did you get a nose injur-"

He couldn't finish his sentence as Hinata took a handful of Pargelas and shoved it in Naruto's face.

And then he was out like a cocaine addict on Christmas.

"Sorry," she mumbled as she walked away from his unconscious body. She opened the tower door and walked into the darkness.

Suigetsu's heavy laughter rang throughout the almost-empty tower, "Where are you?! Gaara!"

"Meet me in the top unless you want your precious little Gaara with a dagger in his chest," Suigetsu's voice once said.

Hinata pointed her gun at the wall and fired multiple shots in a circle. She took out one of her switchblades and threw it at the targeted area. The fragile wall piece fell and the moonlight shone in. Hinata could make out a stair case and ran for it.

She kept clumsily going up the stairs in darkness until she reached a large wooden door at the top, "Gaara!"

"Matsuri!," Suigetsu mocked from behind the door.

Hinata kicked the door open and pointed her guns at an already prepared Suigetsu. The room was empty besides the two lovesick fools and a large glassless window. They pointed their guns at each other as they locked eyes, "Where's Gaara?"

"Where's Matsuri?"

Hinata grit her teeth together, "She's dead! You know that better than anyone else. She was a lunatic, you're a lunatic, now tell me where's my lunatic?!"

Suigetsu smirked showing off his sharp teeth, "Gaara, what the hell do you see in him? If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't have a gun being pointed at you right now."

Hinata shook her head, "S-stop playing mind games. Tell me where the hell he is!"

Now, now. Don't mess with Hinata. She knows a swear word.

"I want him to feel the same misery I felt when Matsuri died at your hands," Suigetsu fired several bullets at Hinata, purposely missing.

"Where's Gaara? Huh? Where is he? If he really loved you, he'd be here protecting you. Where is he now, huh?! Answer me, god damn it! Where is he now?," Suigetsu hysterically asked.

"I'm right here."

Suigetsu viciously turned around as Gaara jumped in from the large window, black combat boots in first. Hinata's eyes widened and a smile crept onto her lips, "Gaara!"

Gaara knocked Suigetsu's gun out of his hand and began to do hand-to-hand combat with Suigetsu. He struck Suigetsu's face with his fist and Suigetsu retaliated with a high kick.

Gaara flipped and dodged it. Suigetsu grit his teeth as he took Gaara's throat and pushing it down, resulting with Gaara stepping back. Gaara slightly stepped forward and punched Suigetsu with his brass knuckles.

Suigetsu wiped the blood off his mouth with the back of his hand, "I'm done with games."

"I wasn't aware that we were playing a game," Gaara nonchalantly said as he eyed the now open switchblade in Suigetsu's hand.

"Gaara, hold him still. I'll shoot him," Hinata offered as she pointed the gun to Suigetsu's back.

"No! Stay out of this. You're already in a lot of danger as it is."

A venomous Suigetsu charged at Gaara with his black ragged-edged switchblade. Gaara managed to flip the switchblade around and dig it into Suigetsu's chest. He took it out and dug it back in.

He then picked up a struggling Suigetsu and threw him out the window to fall to his doom, "I'll get my revenge! One day! I'll be back!"

Gaara heavily breathed out and walked away from the window. Hinata dropped her guns and walked up to him with arms wide open, "Gaara."

He indifferently ignored her and walked right past her. He went down the stair case with Hinata in tow, "Wait, w-where are you going?"

"I'm going to go slit his throat like I should have done a long time ago," Gaara stepped out of the tower and surveyed the area, "Shit."

Hinata stepped next to him, "What happened?"

"He's gone and he'll be back. I've failed you."

"Gaara! Stop! Stop, please stop! I-I don't know what's suddenly gotten into you. You're acting like I'm-I'm some kind of virus. You're acting like you don't care about me which you obviously do," Gaara began to walk away but Hinata stepped in front of him.

"Stop running away. What are you so afraid of?!"

"I'm afraid of losing you!" Gaara grit his teeth and stared into her now confident eyes, "I'm afraid that one day you're going to wake up and realize that all of this was a mistake. That I'm a mistake!"

"But you're not a mistake! I could never think that! You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, now tell me that you love me and that you're sorry and that... And that you're never going to leave me again," Hinata sobbed as she leaned her head on his shoulder.

"All I do is hurt you! You could've lived a normal life but I completely messed that up for you."

"You saved me from having a normal life. I don't want 'normal'... I want you."

Gaara gulped down and gently slid his arms around her waist, "I want seven children, five boys and two girls."

She wrapped up her hands behind his bruised neck, "I don't mind at all. I've always been fond of children."

Gaara stared into her eyes with a little smile playing at his lips, "I will most likely break every single window in our house."

Hinata giggled, "I'll have a storage room full of replaceable windows."

Gaara began to rub his nose against hers as if he was indirectly asking for permission to kiss her, "If you look at a guy for longer that two seconds, I will burn his house down."

Hinata smiled and closed her eyes, "I'll have the fire department on speed dial."

Gaara closed his eyes and leaned in, "You're crazy. I'm in love with a nutcase."

"What a coincidence. So am I," she whispered as her soft lips met his in a passionate embrace.

She slid her hands in his hair and his lips fit perfectly against hers, moving in sync together.

He licked her lower, plump lip and she gladly granted his tongue entrance. He pressed her closer to his toned body as they explored eachother's sweet caverns. 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.

It was love.

Psychotic love, but love nonetheless.

"Let's go back to where the others are," he let her go and interlaced their fingers together.

They walked hand in hand for several seconds in blissful silence until Gaara's eyes drifted towards the unconscious body of one of of his best friends, "What happened to Naruto?"

Hinata's eyes widened and she looked at Naruto, Gaara, Naruto and then back at a clueless Gaara. She laughed and ironically muttered, "It must have been a door."