Yami Tenshi: Dark Angel

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A/N: I am so sorry for the late update!! I would explain everything but something tells me that (1) you all don't want to hear it, and (2) it's time to start the chapter.

"Dialogue"

'Thoughts'

Chapter 3-Gaara and the Hyuuga

He walked down the street steadily. Autumn leaves scattered and blew around. The whole air around him gave off a "don't touch me or I'll kill you" attitude. The 16 year old was short for his age, but he was strong. Maroon hair and emerald green eyes clashed; making him look even more intimidating. Large, dark circles around the eyes indicated major loss of sleep. On his forehead, in blood-red, was a tattoo of the Chinese character for love, "ai." It only added to his frightening appearance. The boy's name? Gaara.

He wore all black. Black hoodie with the hood pulled up tight. Black pants, complete with chains and zippers. An overall punk-like look; others called him gothic. On his back was a rather large gourd in place of a bookbag. It was filled to the brim with sand. There was no doubt that it was very heavy and only few knew why he carried it around. He carried his school supplies loosely in his hands, not caring in the least bit what happened to them.

Gaara lived with his two siblings, Temari and Kankurou. His past was something he kept to himself. Rumors were especially strong when concerning him, yet they were all still rumors and none of them could be confirmed. All stayed away from him because of either deep-rooted disgust or extreme fear. He had no mother, though no one knew exactly why. His father was extremely rich and powerful, and he despised Gaara. Numerous attempts to take his life always failed. His siblings lived in constant fear of him.

Gaara did not mind any of this. He only spoke when he wanted to, whenever he felt it was necessary. There were only 7 people that he respected; seven people he actually cared for He avoided others and they avoided him. He was ignored and left alone and he liked it that way He appeared cold and indifferent; emotionless. Solitude was his comfort, hate was his energy. Overall, he was strong and smart, dangerous and cautious.

The youth glanced at his watch. '6:55. Not a minute early or late.' A school bus pulled past him. His fellow classmates, juniors, quickly sat down. Freshmen and sophomores put their hands quickly back inside the window, ducking out of sight. Seniors stared straight ahead, avoiding eye contact. The bus driver saw him then. "Ack!" she cried. "Away devil, away!" She swerved, keeping the bus as far away as possible from Gaara.

The boy halted mid-step. He turned on his heel. Emerald eyes narrowed dangerously. "Shut up, woman," he replied slowly. The girls on the bus shrieked with terror. Each and every student sat quivering. The cork was taken out of the gourd's entrance. Gaara extended a hand towards the bus. Sand trickled out of the gourd and crept in the direction of his hand. 'Idiotic bitch. Call me a devil? I'll show you a devil.' His face held no emotion. He stared at the students as they pleaded for him to stop. Suddenly, a slender pale hand grabbed his arm. "That's enough, Gaara! Let them go."

Startled, he turned around, the sand still in place. The hand belonged to a certain individual on a black Ducati. The figure's other hand reached up and slide the motorcycle's helmet's visor up. Onyx eyes locked with emerald ones. "Gaara. It's not worth it." Uchiha Sasuke said. His grip tightened for a moment, then loosened. 'C'mon, Gaara. Don't cause something like this. Not now. Just let it go.'

Gaara help his gaze with the Uchiha before he turned back towards the bus. "Alright." His sand loosened its death grip on the bus and traveled back into the gourd. The Uchiha's hand fell away. Relief was what Gaara caught a split second glimpse of in the onyx eyes. 'This time.' The bus screeched to life.

"SASUKE-KUN! SASUKE-KUN SAVED US!" a girl's shrill voice floated out one of the windows. Gaara quickly recognized it as the voice of Yamanaka Ino; president of Uchiha Sasuke's fanclub. Sasuke glared daggers at her before turning back. "Cool it, man. Hold your temper." Sasuke smirked at the statement. He flipped the visor down again. "We're meeting at my house after school. Tell the Hyuuga if you see him. I'll tell the dobe." Gaara watched as he sped away. "Right." he answered the departing figure. After a moment's hesitation, he resumed walking behind one of the seven people he respected. 'So we're gonna meet? Fine.' The sand whirled around him protectively before he reached back and stopped up the gourd with the cork. Konoha High school loomed up ahead.

Hyuuga Neji walked down the spacious hallway. White sports jacket with black and blue stripes. Black jeans that looked not more that a day old. A silver Rolex watch was clasped on his left wrist. Clean and new white sneakers completed the outfit. Long black hair was combed back and tied neatly with a leather strap. Everything about his appearance screamed "rich" and "perfect." Pearl-like white eyes identified him as a member of the Hyuuga clan. The curse seal on his forehead marked him as a member of the branch house.

The seal was covered by a headband. It may not have made much difference to an ordinary person, but it made a whole world of difference to the 17 year old teenager. All members of the branch house bore the seal. They were lesser than the main house members, and Neji hated it. He hated the man who was the leader of the clan; his uncle. White teeth clenched and hands closed in tight fists. 'I hate that man so much I could kill him!'

He had a good reason for this hatred. Neji's father was killed when he was young. 'That damn bastard, Hyuuga Hiashi! It's his fault and his heir's fault too! Ha! Heir of the Hyuuga clan? That pathetic weakling? What a joke.' The senior smiled grimly. Not a day went by when he didn't hate all the members of the man house with all his heart. He was a born genius, handsome and intelligent. His cousin, the Hyuuga heiress, had the exact opposite personality. He scorned her privately in his thoughts. Yet it was his duty to see no harm came to her. She seemed positively terrified of him, though. That was fine to him. In fact, it was best that she stayed out of his way. He didn't know what would happen if she was in the same room alone with him for more than 5 minutes.

The Hyuuga heiress was shy and timid. Neji felt that pathetic was the appropriate term for his girl. Many observed how ironic it was that all power was now in the clan's branch house. Neji was fine proof of this. He was skilled in martial arts, kung fu, etc. He always made top scored in all his classes. If he wasn't captain of a sports team, then he was most definitely co-captain. He was president of the student bode and very popular among all of the students. He was almost like Uchiha Sasuke. Also like the Uchiha, he had a passion for music. People whispered, gossiped, and debated who was better: prodigy and genius of the Hyuuga or Uchiha clan.

Among the students at Konoha High, both teens were equally known and popular. They were treated with respect and in high regard of the teachers. It was much surprise that the two met and got along frequently well. One of the biggest arguments in history: Which was better? Uchiha of Hyuuga? Sharingan or Byakugan? The two teenagers were able to put this behind them and now were very close friends; despite the one year age difference.

Neji shifted his bookbag's weight and continued walking the halls of the mansion. His lean body spoke of strength and determination. Yes, like Sasuke, Neji also had his own fanclub, though it wasn't as official. The Hyuuga, like the other, tended to ignore the bunch of swooning and screeching girls. His car keys jangle din his pocket as he silently made his way down the flight of stairs. The Hyuuga heiress had timidly declined a drive to school that morning. 'Just as well. I don't know what could have happened even if the ride is a mere ten minutes.'

FLASHBACK

"Well? Do you need a ride or not?" Neji impatiently asked. He leaned against the door's frame and waited for an answer. He didn't feel like saying her name, it would just irritate him even more. Angrily, he glared at his cousin.

She blanched and promptly withered under his glare. She was positively terrified of him. Her index fingers twiddled together nervously. "N-no t-thank you, Neji-niisan." she stuttered. He regarded her coldly for a moment more.

Her pearl eyes widened. She was trembling and quaking. She backed into her bed and sat down. Her head bowed and shoulders shaking, she whispered. "P-plea-please…"

He glared in disgust. 'And this is the heiress? Chh. Please.' Abruptly, he spun around and left her room. Silently, he began walking down the hall. He didn't even bother looking back at her shaking form.

END FLASHBACK

Neji pushed open the huge oak double doors and stepped into the sunlight. His red convertible sat gleaming in the sun. With a flick of his wrist, the keys appeared and the car door unlocked. Throwing his bookbag in on the passenger seat, he glanced up and just happened to see the heiress herself. He glared stonily at her. "Changed your mind?" he asked, a definite bite in his harsh tone.

"N-no…I-I was just…" she said softly. Neji noticed she was staring at his car. "Oh yes, wasn't it nice of your father to purchase this for me, free of charge?" he asked sarcastically. Color flooded her cheeks. "B-brother Neji, I-I didn't mean it t-that way…" Neji checked his watch. 'Damn. 6:57.' He climbed in his car, ignoring the girl. In his rearview mirror, he caught glimpse of her getting somewhat hesitantly into her own white Lexus.

'Well, I'm not like you. I don't have a rich father handing everything to me on a silver platter. NO, I worked for what I earn. I reap what I sow. No pain, no gain. But you have everything, you- lucky girl, spoiled brat. Damn it, I hate you!' Neji shook his head in a vain attempt to clear his mind. He heaved a deep sigh and turned the key. The engine started and Hyuuga Neji started off to school, Hyuuga Hinata following timidly behind.

To be continued…

A/N: Hmm…maybe I made Neji a little too…Sasuke-like? I don't know, you tell me! Reviews!!!! Please!!

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