I don't own Naruto…

Author's Note: Just so every one knows: This is not Beta-ed, I'm sick, and stuff with drugs (the good kind that help people, to the brim. So if the story gets in any way weird that's the reason...yeah...

Pairings: Neji/Gaara, Naruto/Sasuke…Not to sure about others.

Warnings: Violence, guy and guy loving, self inflicted violence, crazyness, OCCness.

Reviewers: Thanks for reviewing!

A Dangerous Game: Shukaku

By: Dead Walking Raccoon

Neji stared ahead of him at the younger boy. Something was very wrong. This was Gaara, yet it wasn't. He looked like Gaara but wasn't acting like the redhead he'd known for the past few days. Where was the nervous, timid boy whom he'd danced with the night before?

"What's wrong?" He asked once more. He was debating on calling the number Kankuro had given him or not. Where was Kankuro anyway? He'd said he'd pick him up in the morning, and it was after one o'clock. He had his cell phone in his pocket and it was becoming more and more agreeable to call.

Gaara started moving toward Neji around. His steps coming faster and his smirk becoming wider. When he was right in front of Neji the red head punched him square in the jaw faster then he could react. He was stunned to say the least. He didn't know Gaara could be so violent, he didn't even know the redhead had enough strength to punch some one. What the hell had caused Gaara to change so suddenly?

A fist was aimed at him again but he caught it. "What the hell are you doing Gaara." He demanded the answer more then asked.

The one in questioning twisted out of his grip, spinning and kicking at his side but was again blocked. Neji had been in martial arts since he could walk so he knew Gaara was not playing around. All of his hits were going to the most vital organs. Gaara was trying to hurt him.

Pushing the red head away from him, he quickly jumped out of the room and closed the door; holding it shut. A few seconds later Gaara was trying to pull the door open, banging on it with his fists. Even though the redhead had somehow changed and become more violent, Neji was still a lot stronger then the younger boy. He wasn't getting out of that room until Neji let him out.

Taking his cell phone and the piece of paper with Kankuro's number on it, he dialed the number with one hand. It rang twice before the other answered. "Hello?"

"There's something wrong with your brother. Where are you?" Neji said holding the door shut and the other tried to open it again.

"I forgot I had to work. What happened?" Kankuro's voice was full of worry that any one would be able decipher.

"He's trying to attack me and he's calling himself Shukaku."

"Shit." The other said from over the line. "Shit shit shit shit, FUCK!" There was a loud 'thud' which caused the Hyuga to raise an eyebrow.

"What's wrong with him? He's acting different."

There was a long silence on the other end. Finally Kankuro answered. "Gaara has a multiple personality disorder. He's supposed to take two pills in the morning but he must have forgotten or over slept. Fuck!"

"What do you want me to do?" Neji asked as the boy in the room in front of him started swearing and cursing him to high heavens.

"Usually he has a container with extra ones in his pocket. If they're there, make him take two and in like, a half hour he should be fine." Kankuro instructed and there was another voice in the back round. "Shit, I have to go. If anything goes wrong call me again and I'll just bail out of work." With that the older boy hung up.

Neji tucked his cell phone and paper back in his pocket. Multiple personality disorder huh? That would explain why Gaara was acting so weird. But at the moment he had to get 'Shukaku' to take those pills so Gaara would be back in control.

'Shukaku' was still pounding on the door, but every so often he would stop and go some where else in the room then come back. When he was away from the door Neji opened it and blocked quickly as a fist was thrown his way. He grabbed and twisted the wrist to twist the arm and Gaara was facing away from him. He didn't want to hurt the redhead but he had to stop him from his crazed state before he could hurt any one or himself.

Nicking his feet out from under him, Gaara fell and Neji straddled him from behind and holding his hands in one of his own. Gaara squirmed, cursed, and tried to get out from the Hyuga. He was having a hard time trying to find the container in his pockets. Luckily he found it quickly and popped the lid off and two pills fell out.

But…how was he going to get the squirming boy to take them?

"Gaara, stop." He didn't know if Gaara could hear him, but if he could he hoped the boy would try to get a hold of himself.

"Gaara's not here Hyuga." He snarled and while Neji was trying to figure out a way to make him take the pills, turning around so he was facing Neji. Freeing his hand he reached out and grabbed the cap to the pill container. Swiping it at Neji he managed to get a nice cut across his right cheek. "Don't think you can help him. He's more messed up then you can handle. You can't even begin to consider how much of a messed up past he's had!"

Neji listened to the boy under him realizing that he was probably right. But the only way to learn about people was to get to know them over a period of time, and he didn't plan on letting this…person get the better of him.

The black haired boy grabbed his hand and held it again. Gaara snared, and Neji took the chance to put the two blue pills in his mouth. Forcing his mouth to stay shut until he swallowed Gaara hit and punched Neji and tried to get away from him. In the end he ended up swallowing the pills. Neji exited the room while the other was getting his breath back and closed the door and waited for the real Gaara to come back.

Gaara banged and pulled on the door with great strength for about 20 minutes after Neji forced him to take the pills. Five minutes after he fell to the ground by the door and hit it weakly, "Shukaku's" voice becoming familiar after that. Somewhere around 30 and 37 minutes after taking the pill Neji heard crying from the other side of the door.

He wasn't very experienced with how to comfort other people but knew if something like that had happened to him, he'd want his space for a while. When he opened the door Gaara was by the bed he'd slept in that night, arms whapped around his knees and rocking back and forth slightly.

Neji walked slowly toward him until he was standing right in front of the shattered boy. He knelt down in front of him, touching his shoulder with ghostly fingertips.

OTHER!

Gaara jumped as he felt something touch his shoulder almost as if it wasn't there. He looked up and saw Neji crouching down before him, face as blank as ever. But his face was different, there was a cut on his right cheek where blood was already trickling out of, and his jaw looked slightly bruised.

This had happened before. It used to happen all the time before his father was forested to take him to a doctor and only now when he'd forgotten to take his medicine. People would get hurt because or Shukaku, or was it really him? It happened before when he'd wake up, forgetting what had happened, and some one being hurt.

Seeing Neji hurt made it all the more worse. Even though he'd only know him a few days he felt like he'd known him as long as Naruto. He protected him, was helping him to get to a more reasonable weight. He'd promised himself long time ago that he would never hurt some one. If he did, he'd be no better then his father. He'd be worse then his father.

His bottom lip trembled, eyes watering more, and he covered his face with his hands sobbing. "I'm so s-sorry!" He hick-upped. "I-I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry!" He stood with the intent to run as fast as he could out of the house and to his house, but strong arms pulled him down and into Neji's arms.

"It's ok." Neji tired to soothe him by rubbing small circles on his back.

"It's not ok!" Gaara cried trying to get away from him. "I hurt you! I always hurt people! If you don't let me go I'll only hurt you like I did Yashamaru and mom!"

He fell into Neji's embrace and sobbed into the older teen's shirt. His chest hurt so much. Why wasn't Neji letting him go, or pushing him away? Why wasn't he pushing Neji away? Why was it that every time Neji touched him, his skin would tingle and he'd feel…safe…Like when Kankuro or Temari would stand up for him, yet different to.

Gaara didn't know what to think. He'd never had to deal with these kinds of emotions. He'd never had the normal life like every one else had, never known what to think when some one was hugging him out side of his siblings, or how to dance. And Neji, Neji was making all of these new emotions come to life. They weren't bad, and from what he could tell they weren't hurting him, but could it last any longer?

Every good had a bad, so what 'bad' was going to come out of this? And what even was this?

Neji shifted back a few inches and Gaara balled his hands in the other's shirt. He didn't want him to go, not now. White eyes looked into his and Neji brushed away his tears with his thumb. "You're not going to hurt me." He whispered quietly, tilting Gaara's chin up. "Everything will be fine…"

Gaara looked up at the older boy as his face came closer to his. Gaara knew in the back of his mind what was happening. He'd seen Temari and even Kankuro at one time, do this. Kankuro did it with girls and Temari with guys. Would doing this with Neji be bad? But Neji just didn't do things that were bad, he was like an angel or god!

When Neji was no less then an inch away from Gaara he stopped, looking into Gaara's mint green eyes. Gaara looked back with wide eyes that only grew when Neji's lips pressed lightly against his. For being such a cold person to others Neji's lips were pretty warm, and soft.

"Hey Gaara, Neji called and-" Kankuro's train of thought stopped as did his feet. He was in the door looking at the two in the room Gaara had been given.

Gaara blushed and tried to move away but Neji was still holding him. Having Kankuro walk in on Gaara's first kiss was more then a little embarrassing. And after all that had happened no less!

"H-hi." Gaara squeaked and quickly shut his mouth.

"Kankuro." Neji said finally letting Gaara go with a nod. The way he said it made Gaara think he was talking about the weather and that his older had not just walked in on them.

"The butler dude let me in." Kankuro explained as Gaara hurriedly walked over to him. "Ah, we have to go. Bye Neji."

Gaara blushed and said a quiet good bye while fallowing his brother out of the house and started walking to the bus stop. "You were late…" Gaara pointed out noticing that the sun was high in the sky.

"Yeah sorry about that…" Kankuro looked back at his brother fallowing in his shadow. "But what the hell was that?"

Mistaking his brother's tone for angry, he tensed. "S-sorry! I didn't t-take my medicine a-and-"

Kankuro interrupted him. "I'm not mad, just…asking."

Gaara's cheeks heated and he looked at the ground as he walked, now beside his brother. "He…ah…kissed me…"

"Yeah I saw that!" Kankuro laughed and patted his brother's back, smiling.

NEXT!

Gaara sat in Kankuro's room doing his homework. Well, trying to do his homework.

When Kankuro and he had arrived home their father hadn't been back all night. Temari had rushed to his side and hugged him tight enough to the point he couldn't breathe. She had been worried about her youngest brother after she heard he's had another episode. After reasserting his sister he was alright, and getting some food, he was allowed to do his homework in peace. As much as being in Kankuro's room while he was listening to music was peace…

The reason for his difficulty in finishing his home work was a certain black haired, white eye teen who decided to kiss him and make his head one big brain-celled head of confusion for Gaara. His lips and body where Neji had touched was still tingling. Another reason he couldn't consecrate.

"Hey." Temari popped her head into the room. "Dad called and said he'd be away for a few days on business." She grinned when she saw her brother's brightened. "What do you say to some pizza?"

"Anything besides what you cook." Kankuro grumbled. Knowing the out come, Gaara ducked with out even looking up as a pillowed flew over his head and into Kankuro's face.

"I don't hear your stomach complaining when I cook you ass!" She yelled and stomped out of the room.

Gaara laughed softly. With out there father here, it was almost like a normal family.

NEXT DAY!

Sunday was a day in which Gaara usually forced himself to finish his homework. But on Sunday Temari and Kankuro took him shopping for new clothes. With the money their father had left for food they were using to get the youngest some much needed clothes. He'd tried to tell them he was fine with Kankuro's old clothes, but the two had insisted.

They were in the down town area now. The streets we're very busy even for a Sunday which was a great relief for Gaara. Down town was shaped much like a square. In the middle of the square was a good sized park. Surrounding it were buildings with all different types of stores.

"So where do you want to go Gaara?" Temari asked from a few steps in front of her brothers.

"I don't know…any where I guess…" Gaara mumbled.

"I think we should go to-"

"None of your stupid girly stores Temari." Kankuro snapped sharply.

Their sister's cheeks puffed out in anger and she turned around sharply. "I wasn't going to advise a girl story stupid! Was I going to say, why don't we go to Hot Topic and see if there's anything?"

Kankuro crossed his arms, and Gaara only nodded. While the oldest lead the way and Gaara between his two siblings, he looked at the ground while his mind wondered. With Kankuro's help he'd been able to finish his homework.

The entered one of Kankuro's favorite stores called Hot Topic and the older boy was quick to pick out some clothing for his younger brother. One thing he noticed was Gaara was very thin and short, while most of the men's clothing was for…well, people who weren't exactly small like his little brother was. It took a while, but Kankuro finally found some clothing his brother might like and handed them to him.

"Try these on and see if they fit. If not I'll look to see if there's anything smaller…" Kankuro trailed off as he caught sight of the CD rack and quickly walked over to it.

Gaara took the clothing into the fitting room and tried on each piece of clothing. Since of the start of school in which Naruto and Neji were keeping an eye on his eating habits, he'd gained weight. To others he might be starting to look like his normal weight, but to Gaara he only saw himself as fat. He was glad for the baggy clothes that would hide his body from his father who might make him threw up the food. It wouldn't be the first time…

Shaking his head, he quickly tried on the rest of the clothing and picked out the ones he liked. He gave the clothing to Kankuro, who gave them to the clerk. Temari was waiting for them out side of the store when they exited, looking across the road into a Ramen store. "Hey Gaara, is that the Naruto kid?" She asked.

Fallowing his sister's gaze, Gaara did indeed see a head full of yellow spiky hair and several empty bowls next to him. The only person who he knew who could eat so much of one thing and still be so skinny was Naruto. "Yeah."

"Why don't you go get something to eat in there while Kankuro and I get some groceries?" She said and upon seeing his nervous look, added. "We won't take long, and Naruto will be in there with you."

Reluctantly, Gaara nodded. He didn't want to leave his siblings sides. Ever since his… 'Episode' at Neji's house he'd been on edge, for more then one reason. He knew his sister was just trying to help him to socialize him with other people, but people terrified him!

After getting money from his sister, Gaara looked down both sides of the street; he crossed and entered the Ramen shop. The smell of food was almost overpowering. Naruto's head popped out of one of the several bowls of Ramen with some noodles hanging out of his mouth. It was a funny sight once in which caused a small smile to form on Gaara's lips.

"Gaara!" the blonde shouted patting the seat next to him. "What's up?"

Gaara walked over quietly waving to his friend and sitting next to him at the counter. He noticed that the seat on the opposite side of his friend had a bowl, half full (or possibly half empty), sitting on the counter. Naruto leaving half a bowl of ramen untouched was like a rock talking; it just didn't happen. Some one had to be there with Naruto.

"If you are h-here with some one I-I wouldn't want to i-intrude…" Gaara said softly starting to stand up.

"No way, it's just me and Iruka-sensei here anyways!" Naruto shouted.

Gaara raised an eye brow as to why his English teacher would be there with Naruto but wasn't able to ask as the said teacher came out from what looked like the bathroom. "Gaara, what a surprise to see you." He smiled kindly sitting next to Naruto. "Here for some Ramen as well?"

Gaara nodded and sat back down at the counter. "Y-yeah…" he said nervously. When the store owner came to take his ordered, he ordered chicken and waited for it penitently. While he saw his teacher busy looking through a bag, he whispered to Naruto. "W-why are you with our English teacher?"

Naruto laughed, chewing and swallowing his food before talking. "You know when I left Suna to move here?" He asked and received a nod. "That's because Iruka adopted me!"

Gaara nodded, understanding why his blonde haired friend always gave the teacher such a hard time. He prayed for Iruka's wellbeing for having to live with Naruto.

TIMES!

Gah, not to happy with the ending of this but meh. I didn't want to stop at like page 5 so I decided they'd go shopping and you'd find out why Naruto moved and stuff like that.

Who liked the kissing-ness! I DID! 8D