Gaar/Naru cuteness. Sort of.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN NARUTO *sob sob* Wish I did though……………………..


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KARI

Ok, I know I'm dead meat at lunch. Somehow, Naru's gonna get me, bad. I just hope it isn't too bad. Sadly, like everyone else, I've been a victim of his practical jokes. HE can be such a baby sometimes. I laugh at that. But that's what makes Naruto…Naruto. That's why he's my friend. That's why… I picked him out from all my friends at the orphanage all those years ago.

Ahh! The bell's going to ring and I haven't found my class yet!! Shoot. Oh, this is great. JUST GREAT. My first period just HAD to be on the 4th floor. I rushed off quickly to find my class. I've never been on the 4th floor in my life, so why now?? Suddenly, I collide HARD into someone in all my hurry. I guess that's my fault for not watching where I'm going.

"Gomen Nasai, I'm in a hurry to get to class, the second bell's gonna ring and..." I stopped when I realized whom I had bumped into. Uchiha Sasuke

SASUKE

Ugh…where am I?? Why is everything spinning? And who is that talking? Oh wait. Now I remember. I'm at school. And I had just collided into some blonde…not wait; she's a brunette, ditz and fell flat onto the floor. Nah…who is she?? I've never seen her around before. Well…one thing's for sure, there's something not right here. She' s not flirting with me.

"I'm sorry," she muttered under her breath. "You already said that" I replied. And rubbed my head. "Yeah I know" she replied. "But I wasn't expecting to see you of all people" she added and collected the rest of her books. She dusted herself and offered me her hand. I looked at it, then at her oddly. This is one odd girl.

"What?" she asked. "Don't you want me to help you up? Oh wait, you're Uchiha Sasuke, you never want help" she said coldly and drew her hand back. Ok, she just dissed me right there. Girls NEVER diss me, this is a first. Huh. Who is she anyway?

KARI

Well, this is progress. I sighed. "Look, I'm sorry, I ran into you in the first place, and really, I shouldn't be so cold to you, not like you deserve it or anything, but I really don't want half of the school population chasing after me." I said to him and offered my hand again. This time he took it and I helped him up. "Thanks" he said uncertainly. "No problem" I replied.

I turned to Uchiha again. Yeah, I call him Uchiha, everyone else does, cept for a few people and he just asked NARUTO to call him that. Hmmm…interesting. Hehe. Naruto's right. I read Anne Rice and Mercedes Lackey too much. "Now" I said slowly then smiled embarrassed. "Do you know where Rm. 415 is?" I asked kind of nervously. "I'm lost"

SASUKE

Whoa, what's with this attitude change? A few minutes ago, this girl hated me, now she's asking me for directions. I blinked. That's all I did for a while. "HELLO???? ANYONE HOME????" the girl cried out and repeatedly knocked e on the head. "Oww…hey!!" I cried out and pushed her hand away. She sighed.

"Jeez, you act just like Naruto when you space out." She said.

Hold it. Freeze. Rewind. Did she just compare me to Naruto? The object of my affections? How does she know him anyway? Oh well. I'd better find out. "Naruto?" I asked her rolling my eyes. "I am in NO way even remotely close like him," I added coldly. She snorted. "Yeah, the way you two go at each other's throats and all, I wouldn't be surprised if you two were dating. Yah!" she cried out and covered her mouth. "Ah! Ah Bad me, I'm sorry! I never said you were yaoi or anything!!" she added frantically

My eyes just widened. Ok, who the hell is she???

KARI

Oh…bad bad bad bad bad. Now I KNOW he's probably going to kill me. Or shove me into a closet and keep me hostage so I won't spill his secret. Yes, secret, I know. Well I sort of guessed really. Either that, or he really hates him and I just insulted his ego. But…no. He stares at Naruto WAY too much to hate him. Trust me, I've seen. I sighed. Naruto's right. I need to stop reading these novels.

"I'm sorry, really I am," I said again backing away. "I know, you probably want to kill me now, but seriously, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it!" I cried out. And desperately looked for an escape without passing Uchiha. Oh crap. There isn't one. I'm dead for sure. Good-bye, Naruto. Oh well, at least you can't prank me now, ha!

NARUTO

I HATE WORLD STUDIES. I sighed. At least I got my favorite teacher, Mr. Iruka. I've known him since the orphanage. He's not that much older than me, he's around his late twenties to thirties. HE used to be in the orphanage too. Though I didn't remember him well, he remembered me. So, sometimes he takes me out for ramen. Hehe. He's the only teacher who actually likes me, though he doesn't show it that much during class.

Let's see…I looked around searching for ANYONE I would know. Huh? Gaara just walked in. Thank god! I have a friend with me. "Hey Gaara!" I called out and waved. He saw me and gave me a sort of half smile. Gaara really never smiles that much. At least not in school everyone's afraid of him. So, when he walked into the room and I called out to him, just basically everyone froze. But he's learned to ignore them and he sat down next to me. "Hey" he said. "Hey," I replied. "I'm so glad we have at least one class together" I added and smiled. He smiled a little too. Then the bell rang. Time for class to begin.

GAARA

I'm glad I have a class with Naruto. He's the closest friend I have. He's the only person who wasn't afraid to talk to me in school. Well, I guess that comes from living with him, but even back at the orphanage, he ALWAYS stood up for me. And…that made me fell happy. Loved. Naruto said he'd be my friend. And that meant a lot to me.

Gah…why am I even thinking of that horrid place?

I shrugged to myself. Probably the first day of school jitters. Blah, Blah, Blah, talk talk talk, Rules, rules, rules. That's always the procedure. A year ago, I probably would have killed something by now. Ok, ANY year before now, I would have killed something. Or someone.

But then…I changed over the past few months. I changed a lot. I don't kill as much anymore, and that's not only for Naruto's sake, but because…

Keske died. We weren't friends or anything but it was obvious to see his hate of the world in his eyes. They reflected mine, sort of. His only comfort was the gang and chasing Nigisa around.

I laughed mentally. To tell you the truth, I thought that was sort of amusing even I never showed it. I never really show any emotion to any of the gang, not even Tamari and Kankuro. Well, except when I'm with Naruto. I don't know why, but I'm sort of attached to him. He just makes me feel…alive. When I'm with him, I get this feeling that I usually get when I kill. Except, its more positive. Spending time with him got me a little soft, but only around him. Not around anyone else.

I used to kill endlessly. Even when Naruto didn't like it, he kept quiet and didn't say a thing. I think he did this for two reasons: 1) having respect for the almost single thing that brings me comfort. And 2) because he was probably afraid that I would kill him. I would have too, if he ever got in my way. But, I probably would have committed seppuku later.

After Keske died, I realized that I had caused people pain. I had taken someone whether it was their friend or even worse, someone in the family away from them cruelly and harshly. And for no apparent reason. I had wasted whatever hopes they had of growing up and living their lives. I'd taken that away with my own hands. After that, I stopped. I couldn't bear to see the color of blood anymore. I couldn't bear to look at my own knife. I now knew what it felt like to lose someone who you knew, who you were close to, even though I wasn't close to Keske, when he died, it still hurt me.

So I won't kil anymore. Much to Naruto's relief. But I don't think the rest of the school is convinced. Oh well. One more year in hell. At least I have Naruto, and thank god Temari and Kankuro don't hate me. They love me, now I know that I'm cared for.

But yet, the blood on my hands won't wash away.

NARUTO

He's thinking, I know he is. He's got that distant look in his eyes and his breathing is slowed. But what's he thinking about?

"Gaara?" I whispered quietly so that Mr. Iruka wouldn't hear but loud enough to snap Gaara out of his deep thinking. "Hmm?" he asked his eyes returning back to normal. "Are you alright?" I asked worried. Gaara gave me a half smile. "I'm fine Naru-kun. I was just……thinking I guess" he finished and leaned on my shoulder. Now, if that was anyone else besides Kari, I probably would have pushed the person off, especially if it was Sasuke. That would be just plain creepy if he did that. But this was Gaara. My other best fried. Even though I practically grew up with Kari, Gaara and I are really close. Temari and Kankuro said they could never get him to open up to them. It was because they were really only his step-siblings. That's when I knew Gaara was an only child. Just like me.          

He had a horrible past. My own can't even compare. Before the orphanage, Gaara was treated badly. I mean really badly. His parents hated him basically and he never knew why.

But then, one night, his father did the UNTHINKABLE. That's what got them all sent to the orphanage. Temari and Kankuro couldn't do anything about it. They hated their parents as well, because they were just about as cruel to Gaara as they were to them.

Gaara never got over what happened. It built so much rage and fear in him that something overtook him. Something dark. Because the next thing he knew, both parents were dead, murdered on the floor. He never knew what happened but Temari and Kankuro could describe it vividly. Gaara had gotten this evil look in his eye. Like he wanted to kill something. Then, he'd taken a knife and licked the blade. After that, he's murdered the two by stabbing them over and over at least twice in vital areas, making them suffer a painful death. They deserved it anyway.

Gaara learned something that night. Well, two things. He knew what pain and hate were; but he also knew what rape was. His father came home one night, drunk, and had stolen Gaara's innocence. If I were there, I would have done worse than just kill that man. I would have castrated him first. I would have caused him so much pain that he wouldn't know the difference between being dead and alive. I hope he goes to hell and burns there forever.

"Gaara?" I asked again running my fingers through his semi-soft mahogany hair. "Hmmm?" he asked tiredly, possibly half asleep. "What were you thinking about?" I asked not really paying attention to Mr. Iruka now. Gaara just sighed. "I was thinking about…Keske I guess" he replied softly. "Keske?" I asked confused. "Why?"

Gaara shrugged. "I guess…I feel kind of guilty" Guilty? Since when did Gaara feel guilty about anything? "Why?" I asked him. He sighed. "I have blood on my hands" he replied in a dark tone. My eyes widened and I glance at his hands quickly only to find that they were blood free. "What? I don't see anything," I said. "No" he replied staring at his hands as if horrified to look at them.

"The blood's invisible, it's stains every part of my hands. It 's the blood of all the lives I've taken, carved forever into these palms. I've tried and tried to repent, but the blood won't wash away" he said in a dazed tone. Then I knew. Gaara was in one of his 'stages' again. Most people would be afraid to go near him for fear he would kill them without consciously knowing it.

Gaara's emotions were always unstable. The only thing that made him feel alive was killing. But it scared me. He never made friends with anyone, not even in the gang, but after Keske's death, he'd changed. He'd become more…civil to people, he wouldn't shut us out anymore. I hope now he can see that people care about him.

Sometimes, I wish that I could take away Gaara's pain. I really wish I could. But I can't. All I could do is offer him a shoulder to lean on. But, I still don't' know if that's enough for him. He really trusts me, with his life even. Maybe with everything. I've never been given so much trust before but it's not really a heavy burden. I accepted it freely; I wanted to be there for him, I wanted to be his friend. His lover.

Whoa…that DID NOT sound right. Now, I really care for Gaara and everything but could I really be his lover? My god, I'm not a fag. I don't think he is either. But then again, it's possible, I guess. I'm not homophobic or anything, really, I just didn't think I swung that way. Yami says that Gaara and me make a cute couple and he'd probably hook up with me if it weren't for Gaara. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Yami swung like that.

I don't know, Kari says it's a good idea too. Gaara needs someone to love him back, someone whom he could always rely on. And really, I do care about him. Not just out of pity. Yes, I feel for him, but really, I want to be there for him all the time. I want him to lean on me, to cry on my shoulder. Because really, I don't know what I'd do without him either. He's the only one who'll always listens to me bitch, he always tries to calm me down one way or another, and he's just…someone important to me.

Ugh…I've been reading Kari's books again. Jeez, I must've been REALLY bored to read them. I CANNOT believe she's into this whole 'yaoi' thing. And the worse part is, about 100 million or girls in the world have the exact same opinions as her. My god, sometimes, it sickening. I sighed. Oh well, whatever floats her boat. There is no way I'll ever be a 'yaoi freak' like her. She's crazy. She tried to set me and Gaara up on a movie date one time. Jeez.

I shrugged as Gaara yawned and opened his eyes. "5-4-3-2-1" RING!!!!!

That was the bell. I shrugged and picked up my stuff. Gaara's got this cool second sense thing. He can sense when the bell rings and he always does this countdown thing. It's really cool, I swear, he's a genuine genius, he's just afraid to show it.

I don't know. Maybe I will, may be I won't hook up with Gaara one day. Well, certainly not in school. Besides, I've got nothing to lose if I do. He won't reject me, I hope. And, knowing that he'll never really be far away form me for the rest of my life makes me feel a whole lot better.

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Awww…Gaara/Naru cuteness. See, I've made a love triangle. That was my original idea. To make a love triangle between Gaara, Sasuke, and Naruto. Jeez, the first day of school is taking up too many ch. Oh well, after that day, I'm going to move a little faster in the timeframe, but I'll still make it interesting. Note that: this is so a NaruSasu story, I'm just making a plot twist ^_^

Buh Bye!

s.S