Yay! Time for some actual GaaraxHinata stuff!!! I've wanted to do this chapter for a long time now! Oh, and Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Neji: -eats turkey-

Gaara: …..-watches-

Ok then…time for chapter…-reads over list- oh yeah, chapter six!!!

Hinata took a breath, and placed her hands on her chest. She was standing right outside of the Hyugga clan main hall. She was worried that her father or the whole clan would be mad at her for running away earlier when Gaara had arrived to the village. Oh well…she was going to get yelled at no doubt, she's cry, then work to cheer herself up. This was how it worked after all; it's how it always went.

She took a deep breath, and slid open the wooden door. She stepped in, and was shocked to not see anyone in the main hall. She slipped of her shoes, and walked in further. "Father? Hanabi?" She called into the empty hall.

"Hinata look out!"

Hinata turned just in time to see Neji running at her. Neither had much time to react and Neji collided into the violet haired girl. The cousins crashed to the floor, both stunned from the wreck.

"N-Neji!" Stammered Hinata, sitting up. The jounin was sitting a few feet away, rubbing his head crossly. "S-sorry!"

"My fault," He replied. He stood and helped her up, "I was in a hurry."

"Oh…um….Why?"

Neji's eyes widened slightly, "Right…you ran away before Lord Hiashi could tell you," He crossed his arms over his chest, frowning, "After you left, Gaara-sama went to speak to Tsunada-sama. Your father caught up to him after that and…" He sighed, "And incited him and his siblings to dinner."

Hinata stared at him, her eyes widening in terror, "WHAT!?" Her face turned bright pink, and she clutched her hands together, "T-this is h-horrible! I-I…when I t-talked to K-Kankuro, I didn't expect…t-to talk to G-Gaara so….UUUAGH!"

Neji watched her, his eyebrows raised. What is she talking about?"Hinata, clam down," He said, grabbing her arm, "They're not set to come for another five hours or so."

"B-but…" Hinata frowned, "That'll be b-by night time, and it's s-spring, so the fireflies will be out, and the moon…it's going to be a b-beautiful night!"

"I think that's the idea."

Hinata's face turned a furious shade of red, which would put Gaara's hair to shame.

"Hinata, I had nothing to do with this," He added, putting his hands up hesitantly, "It was all your father's idea."

Hinata placed her hands to her face and shook her head. She couldn't believe this was happening! Sure Kankuro had made her feel better, but she wasn't ready to face Gaara, not yet! His cold green eyes that would stare her down, that would burn right through her soul to her inner most secrets. His silent personality, that would scare anyone, even if he did not intend it to! No, she wasn't ready for this.

"It won't be so bad…" Neji tried, "I mean, Kankuro-san and Temari-san will be coming as well." Although Lord Hiashi will want Hinata just to talk to Gaara.

"This is insane…" Whispered Hinata, looking up at her cousin, "Isn't there anyway to talk my father out of it?"

"I've tried, no use."

Hinata sighed and backed up until she bumped into the wall. She slid down till she was in a sitting position. She ran a hand through her hair, silver eyes looking of into space. She would just keep her eyes away from the Kazekage the whole time, that's it. She wouldn't glance in his direction once, and if he talked to her, she'd use an excuse to wiggle her way out of talking to him. "Fine," She said after a moment.

Neji blinked, "Huh?"

"I'll be at the dinner," She said, as if he hadn't spoken. She stood, and turned toward her bedroom, but stopped. "Neji?"

"Yes?"

She looked around at him, her soft silver eyes swimming with tears, "Please tell my father…that I'm not pleased with any of this, at all." She shut the door to her room before he could respond, and collapsed onto her bed, crying.

"Five…" Whispered Hinata to herself, glancing out of the window. "It's been five hours exactly…" The sun was setting, and had almost vanished behind the Hokage statues. If she had counted right, the sand siblings would be arriving any minute now. There was a knock on her door, and judging by the chakra she sensed, it was Neji.

"I'll be out in a minute!" She called to the door. She was wearing her normal day cloths. Her silver and light purple jacket with fishnet underneath, and bluish purple pants that went down to an inch above her ankle. Her long hair was aloud to hang freely, and her headband was tied around her neck. She stood, and walked out of her room, head down. She smelled the delicious food that the cooks had made for the three siblings that were set to be arriving soon. She walked into the dining room, where her father, Hanabi, and Neji were already sitting.

She walked over and sat down silently beside Neji. She folded her legs underneath her, and placed her hands on her lap. She stared across the table at Hanabi, who gave her an apologetic look. She glanced at her father, who had a small smile on his face. If he thinks I'm going to kiss Gaara…

Suddenly, all the voices in the hallway became hushed, as a gentle knocking sound came from the door. There was the sound of the panel door sliding open, a few polite words being exchanged, then footsteps.

"Welcome to our home, Kazekage-sama, Temari-san, and Kankuro-san." Said Hiashi, looking around.

Hinata took a breath, and looked up nervously.

Gaara stood in front of his elder siblings, his face blank. He had his arms crossed over his chest as usual, nothing new. He was wearing simple black linen pants, and a long sleeved black shirt. The dark color made his pale skin stand out like moonlight. His red hair looked like fire, burning brightly into nothingness, while his eyes shone brightly, glittering in the reflected light. The pitch black rings around his eyes only added in making them look more luminous.

Hinata flinched when she realized she had been staring at him. She looked away, her cheeks a light shade of pink.

"Please, sit down," Said Hiashi politely.

The three moved silently into the room, their eyes searching around curiously. Temari sat down beside Neji, her dark green eyes focused on Hinata. Kankuro sat down beside Hinata, and gave her a small smile. She returned it. Gaara was the last to sit down. He sat in between Hanabi and Hiashi, his eyes closed so the black rings blocked out the bright green.

The door to the dinner room was shut, leaving them all in an awkward silence. Hinata kept her eyes focused on the plate before her, determined not to look at Gaara.

"Well then, let's eat," said Hiashi, looking around at all of them.

Everyone at the table collected what they would like to eat, no one saying anything. The silence was broken by a large sneeze.

Temari looked around at Kankuro, her eyes narrowed dangerously. Gaara opened one eye to see what was going on.

"My bad," Said Kankuro blushing. He rubbed his nose and averted his eyes from Temari, who was still glaring at him.

"My bad…" he said, blushing.

"Idiot…" Muttered Gaara, taking a bite of rice. His cold eyes traveled slowly onto Hinata, and narrowed slightly.

Hinata shivered, feeling the Kazekage's gaze fall onto her. She quickly picked up her cup of tea and took a considerably long time to take one sip, anything to get the redheaded boy to look away from her.

"So Gaara-sama," Said Hiashi. Hinata felt Gaara's eyes move away from her, and she sighed with relief. "Are you enjoying yourself in our village so far?"

Gaara was silent, and the corner of his lip turned downward into a half frown. Hiashi obviously didn't notice, so Gaara finally spoke.

"It is the same as every time I come to the leaf," He said quietly. His deep voice made Hinata tremble, and she had to occupy herself by eating a sugar doughnut. She couched a few times, and stared fixedly at the ground.

"This dinner is very nice," Said Temari, trying to start her own conversation, since Hiashi's attempt had failed. "And no one's running around screaming."

There was an angry mutter from Kankuro.

"I'm glad you are enjoying yourselves," said Hiashi, giving the Kunoichie a curt nod. Temari replied with a sweet smile.

"I tip my hat to the chef," Muttered Gaara.

"What hat?" Questioned Kankuro.

Gaara glared at him, but Kankuro only chuckled at his younger brother's reaction.

"I'll tell him you said so, Gaara-sama," Said Hiashi.

Hinata was the first to finish eating. She sat her chopsticks down on the plate and bowed, "if I may go outside father, I'm feeling a little hot right now."

"Yes, of course," Said Hiashi, nodding.

Hinata bowed again. She stood, and quickly slid out of the door into the back garden. She let out her held breath, and looked up.

The moon was full as she predicted, and lit up the entire sky. She sat down on the deck that stood above the gardens. The small pond shown like an ice mirror in the moonlight, as fireflies danced above it and the spring green plants. Crickets rubbed their legs together softly, filling the night air with sweet music that rang in Hinata's ears. The frogs at the pond's edge croaked gently, adding the percussion to the violins.

The sound of a door being slid open, the clacking shut again broke through the symphony.

"Hello Neji," Said Hinata, not looking around, "I'm fine, just tired-,"

"I'm not Neji."

Hinata's eyes widened, but she didn't dare turn around.

The sound of footsteps grew louder, then stopped right behind her. There was a rustle of fabric, and Gaara sat down on the deck beside her. He pulled one leg to his chest, and rested one arm on it. The other leg hung over the side of the deck, resting against the wood. He used his other arm to lean on.

"U-uh…." Hinata kept her eyes away from him, "D-do you w-want s-something?"

"No."

"Oh…"

"I just came out here to sit, and think," He added duly.

"Oh." Said Hinata again.

Both fell silent, and the crickets and frogs started back up their music. Soon, the mixture of night birds was added to the sweet tune.

"We don't do this kind of stuff in Suna," Gaara said unexpectedly

"H-huh?" Said Hinata, her eyes flicking towards him, then away again.

"I mean," He shrugged slightly, "We don't have crickets, or frogs that sing at night, since we don't really have many gardens or ponds."

"Ah."

The silence stretched, and Hinata herd Gaara drumming his fingers on the wood. She slowly glanced at him, to see that he was staring up at the moon. He had an oddly focused look on his face, that made Hinata wonder if he was watching something. She turned her head and stared up at the moon as well.

"Why are you copying me?" He asked.

Hinata flinched, "I-I wasn't!" She said quickly, "Y-you looked s-so focused, I thought you w-were looking at s-something."

"I was."

Hinata blinked, and turned to face him fully for the first time that night, "W-what do you mean?" She asked quietly.

Gaara opened his mouth as if he was about to reply. After a slight hesitation, he closed it, and slowly shook his head. He closed his eyes and muttered, "It's nothing, really." He returned to drumming his fingers on the deck.

"O-oh…I s-see…" Hinata whispered.

"How's Naruto been?" Gaara asked suddenly, "I haven't talked to him since I arrived here." He looked at her expectantly.

"Oh…u-um…" Hinata turned to look at him, "T-the usual really…h-he's been eating a lot of r-ramen, and training with N-Neji a lot as w-well."

"I see."

Hinata fiddled with a piece of rotten wood absently, but she wasn't paying attention. "Ow!" She lifted her hand to her face to see that the wood had gotten stuck in her finger. She touched it, and felt a sharp pain. She winced and tried again, no luck.

"Let me see it," Said Gaara blankly.

Hinata looked around at him in surprise, her eyes wide.

"Just give me your hand," He growled, extending his own.

After a small hesitation, Hinata held out her hand to him. She was fearful that he would send his sand up her arm, and break her neck…or something.

Gaara grabbed Hinata's wrist and pulled it closer so he could see it in the dim slight. He lifted his other hand, and placed it gently on hers.

It shocked Hinata. His skin was soft as it made contact with hers. How could someone who lived in the sand village, who was a master of sand, have such soft and light skin? She stared at him, mouth slightly open.

He moved his hand over to her finger where the splinter was. He grabbed it gently with his thumb and index finger, and pulled. It came out easily, leaving a small puncture in Hinata's finger where it had been.

"There," Gaara said simply, throwing the small splinter over his shoulder. He pushed down on her finger, "It shouldn't bleed a lot, but you should probably run it under some water, to prevent infection." He moved his hand away, and released her wrist.

Hinata looked at her hand, then back at Gaara. She just couldn't understand…it didn't make sense! How could someone like Gaara, someone who killed people without even blinking, be so gentle?

"So that's that," Said Gaara shrugging, "You're not going to die, are you?"

Hinata blinked, wondering if this was an attempt at a joke. She paused, then shook her head.

"Good," He looked away from her, closing his eyes, "You're alright I guess. You seem like a decently nice girl."

Hinata blushed, clutching her hands together.

Gaara ran a hand through his crimson red hair, sighing. Hinata looked at him, and noticed that his pale skin went well with the dark red.

"What are you doing tomorrow?" He asked suddenly.

"O-oh u-um…" Hinata fiddled with her jacket, "N-nothing really…I-I don't have a-anything to really d-do…"

"Want to go out for lunch?"

He gets right to the point, doesn't he? Thought Hinata, her face going red. "L-like a d-date?"

"Not Like, A date," He said shrugging, "I mean, in a few weeks we have to get married, and I don't know anything about you, and you don't know anything about me," He turned his cold gaze onto her, "Well?"

He wanted a straight answer now!? "U-uh…"

"Listen Temari and Kankuro will want to be going soon, so just give me an answer," He said crossly, his hand twitching.

Hinata flinched, "Oh…um…I g-guess it wouldn't um…h-hurt…"

"Alright," He stood and put his hands in his pockets. He didn't even notice the shocked look on her face, or that he was rushing her just to be able to get home and sleep, "Meet me by the dango shop tomorrow morning."

"Gaara, we're leaving!" Came Temari's voice.

"I'm coming," He replied with a sigh. He slid open the door, then stopped. He glanced around at Hinata, who was still staring at him.

For a small moment, his green eyes met her silver ones. Something jerked in Gaara's chest, making him flinch. After a second, he diverted his eyes from her. "See you tomorrow then…" he muttered. He walked inside the house, sliding the door shut behind him.

Hinata sat there for a minute, stunned. She clutched her chest and stared at the shimmering water below her. What was this feeling she had felt just now!?

It was a sharp pang in her chest, when her eyes had met Gaara's. She didn't understand why she had felt this right now, maybe she was just tried. After all, Gaara had brought up the topic of the marriage like it was nothing all that interesting. To someone like him, it probably isn't. She thought to herself.

With a heavy sigh, Hinata stood and returned to the house. She looked up to see her father closing the door on the three siblings. She herd them exchange curt farewells, before the door snapped shut.

She opened the door to her room, and shut it behind her quietly. She walked over to her bed, and fell onto it, face first. She felt tears leak from her eyes and other the bed, but she didn't know why she was even crying! She had nothing to cry about!

She threw one of her pillows against the wall for no apparent reason. She felt so angry, sad, and happy all at once. What the hell was wrong with her? She shook her head and let out a silent sob. She was tired, that' all.

With another sigh, she turned to the light, and made it vanish with a simple flick of a switch. She rested her head on the pillow that she had now tried to kill, mind buzzing furiously. So tomorrow she would go on a date with Gaara, huh? She wondered what it would be like exactly. She sighed, and fell asleep immediately, these thoughts still dancing through her mind like wild fire.

"Thank you for dinner," Said Temari, standing at the door of the Hyugga main hall with Gaara and Kankuro.

Gaara blinked and tired to look over Hiashi's shoulder when he saw Hinata walking by. He saw her look at him, the she hurriedly went into another room. Gaara sighed and gave a small shrug. He felt slightly disappointed, but didn't know why.

Temari noticed the look on her youngest brother's face, and smirked.

The three siblings bowed, and turned to leave.

Gaara listened until he herd the door click shut. He let out a breath and looked up at his brother and sister.

"Something wrong?" Asked Kankuro. Temari looked around, her eyebrows raised.

Gaara's eyes flicked from one to the other, trying to decide weather of not to tell them. He closed his eyes and shrugged, "I'm just going out for lunch tomorrow with Hinata, so don't touch my stuff."

"Aw, you're going on a date!" Cried Temari, grinning.

Kankuro snickered.

"It isn't that big of a deal," The redhead snapped as they walked through the quiet village, "I'm marrying her soon, so there's nothing to be shocked about!" He made a small, 'humph!' sound, before pushing past Temari and Kankuro, and walking ahead of them, his head down.

"What's his problem?" Asked Kankuro, looking at Temari.

Temari smirked and raised her index finger, "Love can make anyone grouchy, dear Kanky." She giggled.

"I herd that!" Snapped Gaara.

Temari giggled again and motioned for Kankuro to lean in. He did so. She cupped her hand over his ear and whispered, "Isn't it obvious Kankuro? Before we left the village, Gaara was just doing this for the village, now he is actually falling for Hinata!"

He looked at her, "You really think so?"

"Did you see that look on his face?" She asked, crossing her arms, "That is the look of someone in love."

"Well, maybe-,"

"Maybe the both of you should shut up!"

The two jumped and looked around to see a very furious Gaara glaring up at them. His pale skin was tinted with red, and his chakra was flaring up.

"I am NOT in love! Got it? I'm doing this mainly for the village, and no other reason! I don't care for Hinata in any other way!" He was panting, as though being so angry exhausted him. "I really don't care about her, ok?" He concluded. "I don't now, and never, ever will!"

Kankuro and Temari looked down at their furious brother, both a bit fearful.

"Sorry Gaara," Said Temari, "It was just, the way you were acting and all."

"Seriously man, we didn't mean anything by it," Said Kankuro nodding.

Gaara took a deep breath to calm himself. He looked away from them, his fists clenched, "yeah…and I'm sorry for snapping…"

"It's alright," Said Temari, "We uh…we shouldn't of teased you like that."

A silence fell upon the three. Even the crickets, frogs, and birds seemed to have had silenced at Gaara's outburst.

"C'mon," the redhead said after a moment, "We need to be getting back to the apartment before someone comes out and shoots us."

Temari nodded and Kankuro gave a halfhearted laugh.

With Gaara in the lead, the sand siblings walked back towards their apartment, none of them saying anything.

Gaara crossed his arms over his chest as he walked, and frowned. If he didn't feel anything, nothing at all for Hinata, why had he pushed himself to ask her out? Sure they were getting married, but soon to be married couples don't usually go on dates. At least, he didn't think they did. And why had he suggested to help her, when she had that splinter stuck in her finger? Gaara growled and mentally kicked himself. It's those damn hormones again…

Bwhahahahhaah! The return of Gaara's evil hormones! –More evil laughter- and I put in some GaaraxHinata, FINALLY!!!

Hinata: You are so mean…

Gaara: Seriously

Hehee, I know I am. So the next chapter, chapter seven, will be about Gaara and Hinata's date! –Wiggles hips- LOL, this should be fun! –Walks away thinking of evil ideas-