A/N: Well thank you the sands in an hourglass. I know it really wasn't her but they were just funny poems I thought kind of fit and you'll see why. Ok well on with fourth chapter.

Gaara raised his hand slowly. He didn't know why he was going to do this. It must have been the poems Hoshiko read. He hated reading or saying things in front of anything. It's not that he got scared because heaven forbid he ever get scared. It's just he hated sharing his opinion with people because they always thought him creepy for it.

Kakashi saw him raise his hand. He eyed him wearily and sighed. This wasn't going to be good at all. Anything Gaara ever did had some direct effect to death, blood and all other things related. Although his skill in writing dark and dreary stuff like that was very good it just wasn't the type of thing he wanted to hear. Reluctantly he let Gaara read his poem.

Standing Gaara fiddled around in his pocket. Pulling out a small piece of paper he began to read.

"The glory of our blood and state

Are shadows, not substantial things;

There is no armour against fate;

Death lays its icy hand on kings:

Scepter and Crown

Must tumble down,

And in the dust be equal made

With the poor crooked scythe and spade.

Some men with swords may reap the field,

And plant fresh laurels where they kill:

But their strong nerves at least must yield;

They tame but one another still:

Early or late

They stoop to fate,

And must give up their murmuring breath

When they, pale captives, creep to death.

The garlands wither on your brow;

Then boast no more your mighty deeds;

Upon Death's purple altar now

See where the victor-victim bleeds:

Your heads must come

To the cold tomb;

Only the actions of the just

Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust," he read. Hoshiko stared at him in shock. She had no idea he could be a poet.

"Well, that was…..interesting as always. Although I must say it was better than your last few poems," Kakashi said. Gaara sat back down and let out a breath of relief.

"That was really good," Hoshiko whispered. He turned to her and smiled in response.

It was passing period to sixth. Hoshiko sat on the roof taking in the faint smell of rain. She didn't feel like going to music class today. Though she loved it, learning how to play different instruments and getting to sing, she just wasn't up to it today. The roof door opened slowly. Quickly Hoshiko jolted to the side of the stair casing.

The sight she saw that very moment not only shocked her but turned her on as well in strange way. Sasuke and Naruto were kissing each other roughly. Sasuke's hands were traveling up and down Naruto's back, under his shirt. Then she got the shock of a life time.

She stood there her mouth agape and eyes wide as saucers at the scene in front of her. Oh god, her nose began to bleed. A weird shiver ran through her body as she watched the boys. The shiver caused her to close her mouth and nearly collapse. She couldn't take it anymore! She fainted.

Gaara had gone to his last three classes for reasons he didn't care for. He was waiting for Hoshiko in front of the school. It had started raining. Where was she? Normally she was there before him. He had something really important to ask her to. Sighing, he decided to go look for her, after checking his watch like three times.

His last stop was the roof. He opened the door and walked onto the roof. He scanned what was in front of him, but nothing. Walking to the side he saw her passed out. He jogged up next to her and shook her awake gently. She fluttered her eyes open. Sitting up she looked at him confused.

"Gaara?" she said confused, tilting her head.

"What are you doing up here? You could catch a cold," he said taking off the baggy sweat shirt he was wearing and putting it on her.

She sat there thinking why she had been up there. Her face flushed a deep, deep shade of red as the memories came flooding back. Gaara noticed, obviously, it was hard to miss. He looked at her oddly. 'What could she be blushing about?' he asked himself.

He forgot about that. He had to ask her now otherwise there may never be another chance. Taking a deep breath he found his courage.

"Hoshiko, I need to ask you something," he said. Her blush faded and she looked at him tilting her head.

"Yeah, what is it?" she asked innocently. (A/N: Ok I'm gonna try and make a cute scene. So if Gaara is acting mushy that's why.) He looked away, an innocent pout like appearance. He was trying to fine the best way to say this. He took a quick glance at her from the corner of his eye. She was still staring at him innocently. He looked away quickly a small blush on his face.

"Um…..well….I-I was wondering…..if you would want…..to…go…out?" he said quietly and slowly. The whole time he was asking her he kept stealing quick side glances at her, never actually looking at her. Her eyes widened when he asked.

"W-wha-what?" she stuttered.

"I asked if you would…."

"Oh yes!" she said loudly while flinging herself on him. Tears brimmed her eyes and she smiled happily. He sat there blinking stupidly with her hanging around his neck. He was stunned that she would answer so suddenly or at all for that matter.

"Really?" he asked pulling her off him and staring her in the eye.

"Mm hm," she nodded. He looked bewildered. He never actually she would say yes.

"Umm, ok I'll pick you up around six," he said. She smiled and nodded.

"Ok," she said walking to the stairs.

Later that night Hoshiko was getting ready. She was wearing a long crimson long sleeve shirt with a sliver cross on the chest, a thigh length crimson jacket to match, a black pleaded skirt that stops at her upper thigh, black stockings about two inches from the hem of her skirt, and black slip-ons to match. She put on a light amount of make-up and ran downstairs.

Her mother looked at her with hearts and tears in her eyes. She was so happy about her daughter going on a date. And just to be a parent she had a camera to take pictures. Hoshiko saw that and sighed heavily.

"Mom put the camera away," she said dully. She mother chuckled and put it away. The doorbell rang and Hoshiko whipped her head around to face the door. All of a sudden she was feeling very nervous.

"Answer the door hun," her mother told her.

Shaking her head Hoshiko said, "No way." Her mother rolled her eyes and sighed heavily. She walked to the door and opened it.

"Gaara, it's so great to see you," she said smiling.

"Yeah same here Mrs. Daigawa," he said politely. She motioned for him to come in.

"Hoshiko!" Mrs. Daigawa hollered. Hoshiko walked in briskly. Gaara looked at her and was amazed that the tomboy/punk he knew could look so good.

"Oh let me take a picture!" Mrs. Daigawa squealed.

"Ok we're leaving," Hoshiko said while grabbing Gaara's arm. She dragged him away in a hurry so her mother wouldn't be able to take a picture. Walking out the front door, they began their date.

A/N: I know it's a little short but oh well. If you have any good date ideas I'm open to them.