The Love of a Perverted Ninja

Kakashi: where did ILI go?

Naruto: OMG! SHE DIED! T-T

Kaksahi:hits Naruto on the head: that's not nice!

Sakura: she went over there :points to a distent place:

Kakashi: that's a cool place

Everyone: mhmmmm

Disclamer: ya...

The next day Naruto woke up. He was the only one though. He sat up and stretched. His whole body was still sore. "Ow…" he muttered as he tried to get up. He noticed he was not in the rented apartment that he has been. "Where am I?" he asked himself. He looked around and realized (sp?) was in Michelle's apartment and all around him were his unconscious friends. "What the hell happened to them?" Then he remembered what happened. "GRRR! GAARA!"

"Looks like someone woke up in a troublesome mood," said Shikamaru from behind Naruto.

"Oh. Hey Shikamaru," he said. Shikamaru crossed his arms.

"What the HELL did you do toy Gaara to make him so mad?"

"Gaara's always mad." Shikamaru glared him.

"Not like that he isn't."

"That's improper language Shikamaru! It would be 'He isn't mad like that'," Naruto corrected.

"If you don't tell me what you did, I'll take a hold of your shadow and make you do bad things, no matter how troublesome."

"OK OK OK! Fine!"

Flashback

"Achoo!" Gaara jumped up a little from the sneeze. He sniffled and continued walking to his temporary (sp?) home in Kohoha. He shivered slightly. It wasn't cold. It was June! But to Gaara, who was use to very hot and instance tempters, it was chilly.

"Gaara!" called Temari. Gaara walked a little faster, his head down. "GAARA! HOLD UP!" He stopped and rubbed his temple.

"What?" he asked in a semi nastily (sp?) voice.

"Gaara? Are you ok? You looked flushed."

"I'm fine! Leave me alone!" he snapped. Temari felt his forehead.

"Gaara, you have a fever."

"No I don't! I don't get sick! You have no clue what you're talking about Temari!" The truth was, for the past week Gaara felt like crap but he trained as hard as ever for the exams in December, not wanting to do bad. But he pushed himself too far. He started seeing black spots but shook his head violently to make them stop.

"Gaara! You ARE sick no matter what you say! Now as your older sister I am ordering you to stop training until your better!"

"WHAT!"

"YOU HEARD ME! Now you are going home and getting in bed." Gaara's head was pounding and he didn't really feel like fighting with Temari.

"Fine! If it will make you shut up I'll even put on a tutu! Just shut up!" Temari smirked, happy that she won this little fight.

The two sand sibling where unaware that a little fox was in the trees, listing to the whole thing.

That night Naruto snuck into Gaara's apartment and stole his gored. After about 30 minutes he returned it and felt.

"Thank God that fox is away so I can train in piece," Gaara said to himself as he grabbed his gored. He had just gotten better after being sick for about 2 weeks. "Hum? It feels lighter… oh well."

When Gaara got to the training grounds he used his charka to unscrew the cork on the gored. Instead of sand poring out, a little piece of paper popped out and it fluttered to the ground.

If Gaara had eyebrows, the would have lifted up. He picked up the piece of paper and looked and it.

It was a picture of a chibi Naruto. He was pulling at one of his eyelids and sticking out his tough.

Gaara crumpled up the paper angrily. "Naruto!" he growled. "You will PAY!" Then Gaara filled his gored with more sand and popped to where Naruto was.

Flashback

"Man… your really stupid," said Shikamaru. Naruto rubbed the back of his blonde head.

"IT WAS A JOKE! I bet he doesn't even know the definition of joke!" Shikamaru just sighed.