KawaiFox: Me again. Don't own Naruto but my own characters.
The next day was gloomy and wet, rain pouring down from the heavens as though mourning for Sasuke's loss. Gaara didn't mind the rain too much since it seemed to make him relaxed. And of course he needed all the relaxation he could get. Hords of students crowded him and wanted to know every little detail about his duel with the Uchihia, making him sigh autographs and other worthless junk. Some girls even created a fan club for him and slipped love notes into his locker. Gaara just couldn't wait for this day to end so that he could go back to his apartment. He just didn't feel comfortable with all this attention. I mean, what was so great about beating Sasuke's butt anyway?
Gaara sighed as he walked down the street towards his home, kicking an old pop can that stood in his way. Really the more he thought about it, the more he was getting a headache over it all. As he looked down at the ground he quickly noticed a shadow up ahead. Gaara glanced upward and stopped in his tracks. There standing innocently was the same yellow haired boy he met yesterday. "Uh...hi. You're that Naruto fellow aren't you?" Gaara asked, skratching his head. The said boy smiled fox-like and nodded.
Meanwhile across town in an old run down dojo, the black haired Uchihia breathed hard as he continued to train, his arms aching from the lack of rest.
"Well well, Sasuke. I just heard about your crushing defeat. Have you been getting soft?"
Sasuke stopped but didn't answer, growling deeply in his throat as he turned to face the one person who he did not want to see. The man continued to chuckle at the Uchihia and paid no head to the glaring threat that burned in the black haired boy's eyes. Even though the room was pitch black with little light from the hallway, Sasuke could see still see the tall lean man, standing by the wall withouta care in the world. Anger bubbled in Sasuke but he kept it down. "Why are you here?" the Uchihia asked calmy.
"Why that's simple my boy. I'm just here to see how your training is coming along. But, I'm also here to say that I'm slightly disapointed. Here I thought I was the only one who you would lose against but then I turn my back to see that a mere amature...what's his name...Gaara is it?...beat you to the ground as well. It's amusing really" chuckled the man. "Don't you have to go back to that whore of yours?" Sasuke growled and once again resumed his training. He could sense that the man was still smiling even as he turned to leave, ignoring the comment.
"Damn you...Kakashi" Sasuke muttered.
Meanwhile back at Gaara's apartment...
"I'm your WHAT!"
Naruto nodded as he sat beside Gaara on the floor. "Yes it's true. My duty as the rose bride is that I will be engaged to whoever wins the duels. And since you beat Sasuke, you are my master now" the blond haired boy explained, fiddleing with his kimono sleave. Gaara just sat there shocked. This just couldn't get any worse.