Chapter 2: The Meaning of a Scar

So, I got some good reviews so I am actually going to continue this fic. I actually have people that READ and ENJOY my writing.

Also, I wanted to say that the first chapter is the shortest; I just needed to start off somehow.

Gaara was damned near burning a hole through the Uchiha with an unbroken stare as he walked, intoxicated by Sasuke's mere presence. A calm breeze floated by the two boys as Gaara began to think to himself again.

Why are my legs shaking so badly? Gaara was barely able to walk and looked like a drunk as he closely stumbled behind Sasuke.

"What is this feeling?" Gaara mumbled to himself, his thoughts simply transcending the confines of his mind, "There is no more agony coming from my 'wound' with him around…"

"Did you say something?" Sasuke must have heard a little bit of that.

"N-No… N-Nothing at all!" I suck at lying, "I just wanted to know where I am staying."

"That is… not important for now," Sasuke just hesitated to say something? What could that have been? "I need to tell you where most everything is in this village just incase you forgot."

"Well, I did forget a lot about this place," More time, I need more time with him, "So can you show me everywhere but the forest?"

"Why? So you can stare at me more?" Sasuke didn't sound like he was joking.

HE KNOWS!

"Why, do you want me to stare?" Gaara was almost cocky about it.

Smoothest thing I've said all day…

"Hmph," The Uchiha seemed apathetic, "Stop trying to start fights, I was only joking; and I don't want to have to clean up sand and blood if this gets out of hand." Sasuke made a 'follow me' gesture and walked down the street, Gaara staying unbearably close to the raven-haired boy.

Gaara stood silent for the entire time that the Uchiha showed him around town, only nodding and giving little grunts when needed to.

The two boys eventually ended up in what looked like another village within Konoha … What appeared to be a scarlet and ivory fan hung above the gate.

"This is where I live and the last place where I will show you…" Sasuke looked on into space with a sad look, shook it off, and kept walking, "Let's not talk about its emptiness."

"My place is up here at the end of this street…"

The younger boy broke his stare to look ahead to his destination.

"Why are you showing me your place last?"

"Because this is where you are staying," Sasuke was sad about it? "I was ordered to take you in for the extent of your mission, I did not request it."

"Where are my friends staying?" Gaara asked curiously.

"That girl with the fan is staying with Shikamaru and Kankurou insisted that he'd stay with them…"

Shikamaru? That boy that Temari talks about so much?

The boys crossed the threshold into the older boy's house and took off their sandals.

"Your room is up the stairs and across from mine," Across from his? "You might want to consider any possible way you can escape in case of attack."

"Well, don't worry about me, I will be fine," Was he worrying or just making sure that I am able to complete my mission? A combination of both, or neither?

Sasuke closed the door and went up to his room, silently closing the door to his room as well.

Gaara took a look around… darkness… just like how he preferred his place. He walked around the outside of the house looking at the surroundings. Fountains, grass, and a wall was all there was to see, but there was still the sky.

Gaara watched the sky as it faded from a soft blue into a radiant orange to a peaceful violet-black.

Is this wrong? Is it wrong to obsess over another boy? I have never thought about it before. How can it ever become?

Gaara laughed to himself thinking of the deep shit he just thought himself into.

What now Gaara? Should you act on said emotions?

Gaara stood up and took one more look at the sky…

I should get to bed, even if I don't sleep, I don't want Sasuke worrying about me, if he is capable of such.

Gaara quickly ran inside without watching his step…

CRASH! Gaara tripped and hit something warm and soft… he embraced what he crashed into as he fell and hit the floor with a soft thud.

"What in the hell are you doing!"

Gaara opened his eyes to find that he was lying on top of Sasuke in a very suggestive manor with his face right in front of the older boy's and his legs wrapped around the Uchiha's waist.

"S-Sorry" Gaara's face turned pink.

"I forgive you, now would you mind getting off me? This is kinda awkward." Sasuke was using a tone that was not apathy?

"Yeah…"

"Well, are you going to do it?"

"OH!" Gaara quickly scrambled to his feet, his face now the color of a beat, but luckily it was too dark to see.

"You have to rest for the mission tomorrow; we will be patrolling all day tomorrow and will need all the energy we can get." Was that a tone of enthusiasm from SASUKE?

Gaara inaudibly walked up the stairway to his room and couldn't prevent thoughts about how close his lips were to that mysterious boy's. Gaara closed the door to his room and sat up in bed thinking only one thing.

Is this the meaning of my crimson scar?

I am sorry this took me a little while to write this part up… my school and job are being major time-whores. Once again... Reviews would be nice...