Title: A Day in the Life of a High School Shinobi
Author: Mazoku-princess
Show Original: Naruto
Rating: pg-13 to R
Warnings: shounen-ai yaoi. Maybe a little smut…Gaara might be waaay OOC, seeing as I don't really know his character. Actually…I doubt anybody, save Masashi-sensei, knows him. T-T Sadness.
Summary: Gaara has just moved to Leaf Village with his siblings and instantly his eye is caught on the young, beautiful blonde boy, Naruto. However, when Sasuke proclaims his love for the boy, Gaara seems to be out of time. What will he do to win the boy's heart? AU.
Comments: This was an incredibly difficult chapter to write and I have no idea why. It just didn't wanna work with me. …does…does this mean…my inspiration is…. WAAAH!
Done.
(begin chapter two)
Gaara's night had been rough, marked by never ending nightmares of Naruto rejecting him for every other guy in the school. He'd watch as each guy turned around and began laughing at him, their faces morphing into the Uchiha's. Finally, he gave up on sleep around three in the morning and sat up playing one of his various fighting games. When Kankurou came in to wake him up at six, he found the boy already dressed, washed, and ready to go.
Temari raised a brow as the boy came in and glared at her. She smiled slightly and set out his breakfast. It was the normal morning-ritual they practiced, minus the loud screams that was usually emitted from Kankurou's mouth when he got the boy up.
After everyone had eaten and taken care of other morning necessities, the siblings started off for school. Gaara was—as always—the silent one, saying nothing as his sister chatted on about whatever interested her at that moment. Kankurou put in his two cents every so often, but was mostly as silent as his red haired brother.
He'd just entered the school when the image of his nightmare came back to him…only with less Sasuke's. The dark haired teen had an arm slung around the golden haired teen and was leading him to class, ignoring all the suppressed sighs from the girls and all the mixed looks from the boys.
Gaara's face immediately changed from his normal indifference to annoyance. How dare the Uchiha take away his Naruto like that!
"Gaara-toutochan?" Temari asked. "Daijoubu desu ka?"
"Hai," he growled, whirling away from the two and stalking off to his first period. "I'm fine."
(A)
The lunch bell rang several hours later, startling the golden haired shinobi from his heavy "nap" during his English class. Quickly he jumped up and snatched together his bag and rushing out of the room. Iruka-sensei watched him go with a small smile on his lips. "Alright, minna-san," he said to the rest of the class. "Study for the test tomorrow. Oh, and no one talk to Naruto about it. It'll be a special surprise for him." He laughed softly and shooed everyone out.
Gaara frowned as he shuffled his way down the hall. So far, the day was exceedingly slow. To him, it felt like it was time to go home, not go to lunch. Grudgingly, he shambled toward the cafeteria to meet up with his siblings again. Kankurou had already grabbed his lunch, while Temari sat against a nearby tree reading. Gaara frowned and wished he could join Naruto for lunch instead of always eating with his siblings. There was really no one else he'd rather sit with…than that golden haired angel…
"G-Gaara-sempai…" The red head turned around to be met with a very young girl. He frowned. "A-anou…" She looked away, her face a bright shade of magenta. "W-would you…like to join me for…lunch?"
He only gave her a strong glare before moving to sit next to his sister. He said nothing as the girl began tearing up and ran away. He didn't care, and he didn't care because he didn't know her.
"Hey!" some older girl snapped, stomping over to the red head with the little girl crying behind her. Gaara only glanced at her before reaching into his bag and pulling out a notebook. He had a feeling he was about to be very bored. "Hey!" the girl snapped again. "I'm talkin' to you!"
Temari rolled her eyes and stood up, towering over the smaller teenager. "Look here, chickie," she growled. "You don't talk to Gaara that way. Understand?" The new girl glared at her and pushed her back.
"And who're you? His girlfriend!" the girl's voice held contempt, but when the blonde teen pulled away and started laughing her eyes narrowed. "What's so funny?"
"You…you think…Gaara…and I…!" She fell against the tree in a fit of mad hysterics, which only enraged the new girl. Kankurou rolled his eyes and waved a hand at his sister.
"Brother and sister," was all he said before going back to his food. The new girl's face drained of color as she took her friend's hand and pulled her away.
Gaara rolled his eyes. "Whatever…"
(B)
Naruto's bright blue eyes had been caught by the strange display by the tree with the red head boy from yesterday. He knew his name, but still couldn't remember…
"What are you looking at, dobe?" Sasuke sighed. "You're making me feel jealous."
The blonde grinned broadly. "I was just watchin' the fight over by that tree. It looks like its over now." His eyes moved to look into Sasuke's dark eyes, feeling like he was staring into twin dark holes of emptiness. The boy moved closer to the dark haired teen, laying his head on his shoulder, more for Sasuke's comfort rather than his own. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked.
"Yeah…It's just so weird having him home…he's been gone for almost seven years now." Sasuke's deep voice—a comforting rumble in Naruto's ear—held an unsure note. Naruto suspected that he was not okay with his brother returning home after running away for so many years.
"Sasuke…" he whispered. "If you don't want to be there, you know you can always stay with me…"
Sasuke allowed a small smile to lift the corners of his lips. "Yeah, I know." He gently kissed his blonde's forehead. "Thank you."
Naruto only grinned, and leaned into his boyfriend closer.
(C)
Naruto walked home alone that afternoon. Sasuke had been picked up early and he didn't have very many friends. Sasuke was—other than the new kid—the only person who'd ever been nice to him, to talk to him like an equal…
Shaking his head to rid himself of those strange, depressing thoughts, Naruto found himself face to face with Inuzuka Kiba, who was staring him down from his much taller height.
"Yo, Uzumaki!" he growled, poking the blonde roughly. "I heard you're gay."
Naruto blushed and glared at the other teen. "Yeah, what of it!" he growled back, standing on tip toes.
"We've got no room for fags in our village!" Kiba's hand wrapped around the neck of his shirt, lifting the boy up.
Naruto cried out, trying to pry the larger boy's fingers loose from his shirt, but nothing worked. He couldn't breathe, the elastic in his jacket cutting off the circulation in his throat. Kiba's hand came up and landed into his gut, knocking the breath out of his lungs even further. He could feel his face turning cold and blue.
The next thing he knew was he was on the ground about to faint when Kiba landed on the pavement next to him. Then his vision darkened and he knew no more.
(D)
Naruto was still and cold when Gaara picked him up from the road. Kiba had been trying to kill him and if he and his siblings hadn't just rounded the corner he would have.
In the end, however, he'd just arrived; slamming into the larger boy and making him drop the blonde. Temari jumped in to pull the boy away just as he fainted and Kankurou lifted Kiba up and held him as Gaara proceeded to punish him.
Now the red head sat next to the blonde's bed at the hospital, waiting until the Uchiha he loathed arrived to question him. He knew he didn't have to wait long.
"Where is he!" Gaara grimaced. He was right. "Where is Uzumaki Naruto!"
"Just right there, sir…!" Gaara heard the nurse at the front desk say, then heard hurried steps as the Uchiha rushed to the room. With a sigh, Gaara stood and moved to the side slightly.
"Naruto!" Sasuke cried as he threw the door open. Quickly, he moved to Naruto's side, taking the boy's hand in both of his. "Naruto…?" There was a strained note in his voice: he was crying.
Gaara cleared his throat, announcing his presence. Temari stepped into the room behind her brother, Kankurou staying outside. Sasuke turned to the red head with anger in his eyes. "Who…?" he hissed. "Who did this to him!"
"Inuzuka Kiba," the girl answered. "And he's already in a meeting with Hokage-sama."
Sasuke slid to the floor in a kneeling position next to his Naruto. "How…?"
"He was trying to choke him," Kankurou called in from outside. "We made it just in time. If it wasn't for Gaara taking action…I'm sure Uzumaki would be dead now."
The dark haired teen's eyes roved over Gaara, taking in the state of his clothes and injuries: he was clean without a single scratch. He looked over at Temari, who sported a bruise on her cheek and a slightly ripped pant leg, then over at Kankurou, who's face was rather swollen.
"How is it that your brother and sister have cuts and scrapes on them, but you are completely healed?" Sasuke's voice was like ice, but the red head did not speak, nor did his siblings. Eventually, Gaara did speak.
"Naruto needs rest. I'm going home." Quickly, he turned and walked out the door. Sasuke's eyes followed him. Temari also watched, but she was worried. What was wrong with her baby brother?
(end chapter two)
Now, to answer everyone's reviews!
-16-BrokenWings-16-: Hee, high school fics are some of the most fun to write. I know Gaara is OOC, because he's still OOC in this chappie. W00t.
Hikari no Kurai: Hm. You're right. He should have been. –shrug- oh well.
DarkvsLight: No, I do not. The story isn't letting me get very far with planning. Though, that could just be my brain…
Muhaw!: Thank you! And, what twist? O.o;
tigersmt.334 X Assasin's core: Hee, thanks!
Fallen Dragon: Thank you!
Shadow Kitsune67: Hee, love triangles are some of the best stories to write, because you have all the characters vying for one character's attention! It's going to be FUN!
IchigoHeavens: Thank you! Alert AND C2! SWEET! –feels da love—n.n;
Yes, Itachi is in the ficcie. I think he's an awsome character--even though i hate his guts. Bwa ha ha. And that's all for now. Next update when I get time…