Gaara's twenty-one years old and living good in the rich life, he's got expensive clothes, an expensive house and an expensive car. A sexy black Audi A3 to be precise.
One-day Gaara's siblings Kankuro and Temari asked Gaara to go get them a snack. 'Hyuuga's Bakery' was well known for their delicious range of buns and so Gaara decide to stop by there.
As Gaara approached his car, he noticed a bird had decided to do a little poo poo on his windscreen. Gaara looked from the tainted windscreen to the bird.
"You little piece of shit…you dare do that to MY car!" Gaara yelled at the bird. The bird flew up to a tree, chirping happily, as if mocking Gaara or saying, "Nyah! Nyah! I shit on your precious car!"
Gaara narrowed his eyes and a malicious grin spread across his face, "Heh, heh, heh…"
Gaara's sand gracefully left his trusty gourd and floated over to the bird.
"Sayonara birdie…" Gaara whispered, as the sand surrounded the squawking bird. And in the blink of an eye the bird turned into specks of blood and guts.
Gaara got a antiseptic tissue from the glove compartment and cheerily wiped the bird's poop off the windscreen whistling a sinister tune as he did so.
Hyuuga's Bakery was a pretty little shop run by Neji and Hinata, Gaara scowled when he approached it since there were no parking spaces nearby.
Gaara sighed and parked on the double yellow, clicking the locks to his Audi, so that it made a cute 'beep beep' and then he walked to the bakery, with it's pretty neon sign over the doorway.
"Hello Hinata-chan, Neji-chan." Gaara said happily upon entry.
"Oh! Hello Gaara-kun!" Hinata smiled from behind the glass counter, Gaara was one of their most popular customers, with maybe the exception of Chouji, who of course ate a lot more than the average person.
"Hi Gaara!" Neji said, with his arms in the oven, "Got some red bean buns here…fresh out of the oven!"
Gaara smiled, "Hmm…One curry bun, for Temari, one pork bun, for Kankuro…and one red bean bun for me please Hinata-chan…"
"Okay Gaara-kun!" Hinata said retrieving the buns Gaara had kindly asked for and placing then in a pretty pink pasty box.
When Hinata went over to Neji to get a red bean bun, she got one of the biggest ones for him.
"Here you go Gaara-kun." Hinata said taking some money off Gaara, as she handed him the pink box, "Enjoy!"
Gaara grinned, compassionately, rather than maliciously, "Arigato Hinata-chan, Neji-chan!"
As Gaara left the shop and made his way back to his car, he frowned, someone was standing near his car.
It was Lee, the traffic warden.
"I'm sorry sir…but I'm gonna have to give you a ticket." Lee said firmly, his bowl-cut hair jiggling as he spoke.
"Why?" Gaara asked, eyes narrowing threateningly.
"Because you're on a double yellow line, and that's not allowed." Lee replied, tapping the line with his toe.
Gaara smirked, as if amused, "Really?"
Lee's big bushy brows bent inwards on his round face, he could sense that the person in front of him was a troublemaker and wasn't just going to accept his ticket quietly.
"Yes really." Lee said, feeling rather annoyed that Gaara was toying with him.
"I don't think so…" Gaara muttered, his sand sliding out of his gourd.
"W-Wait! What are you going to do!" Lee said worriedly, his eyes widening to their fullest, making perfect 'O' shapes.
The sand loomed over Lee menacingly, like a wave coming to drown a kid on the beach.
Lee closed his eyes as the sand lunged towards him, "Oh shit!" he thought, "I'm gonna get killed on duty!"
The sand swooped down, dust flew in all directions and there was a hideous scraping sound.
Lee coughed and opened his eyes, Gaara was back in his car and signalled to drive out.
"No lines…no ticket…" Gaara mumbled, a triumphant grin on his face.
Lee watched as Gaara and his beautiful black Audi drove off into the distance.
"No lines?" Lee mumbled, clearly confused about what just happened.
Lee scratched his head and then looked down in disbelief and anger, "W-What! The double yellow line! W-Where'd it go!"
Lee frowned deeply; Gaara must have scraped the lines off with his sand. He made a mental note to get someone round to re-paint the lines later and then smiled as he went over to the bakery to buy himself a red bean bun.