Disclaimer: I do not OWN Naruto, but I do OWN the plot. Wish I could own Hinata though…
Warning: Throughout the story, there will be implied shounen and shoujo-ai. Nothing beyond PG though. Maybe. Also, beware bad grammar or any other mistakes like jumbled up words.
Chapter 6: Babysitting
Even though he smiles like that…
"Nii-san, would you like some more tea?" I looked up at him from my cup. His politeness startled me.
"Uh…sure."
"Okay then, here you go." I held out my cup. He tilted the teapot over, slowly pouring the hot liquid.
Maybe he's not so bad after all…
A sudden searing pain burned near my crotch.
"Ow!" I stood up, moving around to cool down my lower half. I looked back at the redhead. He had a sincere apologetic look on his face.
"Sorry, sometimes, I can be real clumsy." His eyes sharpened a bit at this. "Will you forgive me?" And just like that, they returned to normal to their usual pale-green dullness.
"You…"This brat!
…behind that smile hides a demon!
A clatter came from behind us both. We turned around to see Hinata with a tray of sweets in her hands. She giggled. "Looks like the two of you are getting along well."
I was about to protest. "No we're n-"
"Of course! Anybody who's friends with Hime-chan is a friend of mine." He said that with such a sweet smile.
Faker.
"That's good. Knowing you Gaara, I thought you'd start some sort of brawl with Sasuke." She took a sip of her tea, letting out a breath of content. While I sat across from Hinata, she sat next to the brat on the velvet-like couch, love-seat of whatever.
"I would never fight with your friends," he said with a sweet smile. I shivered.
"Good to know," said the cross-dresser chuckling to herself. She patted the top of Gaara's head.
"Oh, that reminds me, Hime-chan. Nee-san bought something for you." He got up from his seat and quickly ascended the spiral staircase which looked endless. In a few minutes, he was back down with a large bag in hand that had the logo of an expensive boutique on the front. "Here," he said, thrusting it out at her. She looked taken aback.
"Um…thank you?" The blue-haired girl looked hesitant on accepting the bag. Gaara however placed it on her lap, making it final that she was to take it.
"I think she bought you clothes," he said with a thoughtful look on his face as if that wasn't obvious enough.
Hinata gave a sigh. "Really, I already told her not to waste her money like this," she mumbled. "Oh well, guess I'll just try it on." She scratched the back of her head and headed up the stairs. Gaara and I remained in our spots for a few minutes until I saw him move towards the staircase.
"Hey, where are you going?"
He leaped in surprise as though he had been caught red-handed. "O-oh, I-I'm going to the bathroom."
"Oh okay…"Wait a minute. "Actually you know what; I have to go to the restroom myself. Let's go together Gaara-kun." I flashed him a smile. He looked creeped out. Success! (A/N: LOL.)
"N-no thanks, I'd rather go bymyself. I can take you to a different restroom instead if you want." Hisvoice was insistent, yethe kept his gaze directed elsewhere. Sweat nervously poured down his forehead.
"No, I'll go with you."
"No way!"
"Why not? We're both guys here, what's there to be shy about?"
"You stupid old man, I already told you I don't want to go with you!" The younger boy cried out.
"What the hell did you just say brat?" I caught him in a headlock. Though he was this big for his age, he didn't put up much of a fight, meaning he wasn't that strong. We continued wrestling with each other until a noise above cut us off. We looked towards the stairs.
"What are you two doing?"
There before us stood Hinata dressed as a girl. Her outfit consisted of a short, yet loose beige-colored vest. Underneath the vest was a long-sleeved white shirt with a low neckline that thank god remained above her bust area. She had on a knee-length pleated skirt that had a variety of beads sewed on the sides. From her head to her neck to her wrists to the very tips of her fingers, she wore simple yet elaborate jewelry. I think I've just died and gone to heaven. She's dressed like a normal girl! The thing that caught me by surprise the most was that she had long wavy hair. I couldn't put it into words at how beautiful she looked.
"Hi-Hinata…that-"
"Oh, this? It's a wig." She pulled it off and revealed her normal hair-length. "Senpai put this in the bag. She always told me that I'd look better with long hair." I dropped my head in disappointment. My long-life awaited dream had just disappeared.
Goodbye long hair. I silently cried inside.
"Hime…you…you look really pretty!" Gaara's voice was filled with excitement and such sincerity that it made me believe a bit how serious he was about her. I looked at his expression. His gaze was so intense, as if he saw her as the only thing on earth that mattered to him. Well, that's what his look seemed to say. Hinata's face flushed a bit.
"Th-thank you," she stammered. It took great difficulty to suppress my jealousy.
"Now…can you try these on?" Gaara asked. His eyes were literally heart-shaped. He held out two hangers which from the two hung a nurse and maid uniform. I cracked my knuckles, ready to knock the kid out.
"What makes you think Hinata's going to wear th-"
"Okay."
"Huh?"
"I'll wear it."
"Yes!" Gaara had this victorious look on his face. I imagined him doing a dance, taunting me. Damn brat.
"I'm going back up now," Hinata informed us as she climbed the steps and disappeared from view. I quickly turned to Gaara and glared straight at him.
"You-"my voice came out menacingly.
"Hey, don't you want to see her more in cloths like that?" The redhead asked, nudging my arm. My face went red.
"Of course not! I'm not perverted like you." That however was all a lie. Images of Hinata in those uniforms ran throughout my head, wild fantasies forming one after another. I could feel a nosebleed coming on.
"Riiiiiiiight," Gaara said, eying me with a slight smirk.
"Shut it you damn brat," I mumbled. Who'd thought babysitting would be this difficult?
A/N: LOL. Gaara is sooooo occ in here, but then again all of them are. Ah, well those are the sacrifices a fanfic author has to make. Next up is the perverted university student! Read to find out who he is.
