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Disclaimer: I still don't own Naruto. A pity really, cuz if I did, it'd be a lot more interesting… Not really. It would probably suck. Good thing I don't own Naruto.

Chapter 3

'Today was short of interesting.' Sasuke wrote in his diary. Having a diary did not make him girly. It just made him well organized in his thoughts and emotions. Yeah. 'I met this really hot boy today. I think he'd make a good target for me. He seems, I don't know, the type I've been looking for. Not too easy and a bit of a challenge. Oh and a personality that wouldn't make me vomit. I could have fun taking him down.'

The truth about Sasuke was that he was in short an ice princess, a tease, and a player depending on the person. If he didn't like them, he'd gain their affection until they were practically in love with him, and when they were, he'd ignore them, torture them into insanity with his cold-shoulder. If he found the person likable to a certain extent once he achieved their attention, he'd blow hot and cold, work them up and leave them. But if the poor bastard was intriguing enough, hot enough, basically Sasuke's type, he'd use them, and once he had them he'd grow tired of them. Poor Gaara was just the perfect boy.

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Gaara was having a bit of a problem. He couldn't think. He couldn't concentrate on anything. He couldn't even care that Michael was dying of a terrible disease and that it was causing his lover to go insane with grief. All he thought of was Sasuke. The boy invaded his thoughts and drove him mad.

Gaara put down his book, realizing that it was a lost cause he put his book down and put on his portable CD player, as he didn't have an Ipod or anything, and it didn't really matter as his computer was too old to even burn CD's, so it was basically pointless. He turned it on only to realize his mistake. The song that was currently playing was 'Sound Effects and Over Dramatics' by The Used. The perfect song and completely about gay sex… The world was out to get him.

Well since music obviously wasn't going to help, he thought about getting on the internet, but that would require him going to the living room and risking seeing his siblings, and he really wasn't in the mood at the moment. 'Whatever.' He thought as he decided to risk running into them. 'They probably aren't at home anyways.'

Exiting his room, Gaara looked around the corner, making sure the coast was clear, and ran into the living room and onto the computer. 'Score!'

Getting on the internet he did the first thing any normal teenager would do, he signed onto Myspace. He scrolled down to see that besides the usual messages; there was a friend request. A friend request from Cold-Shouldered Sasu, otherwise known as Sasuke. He immediately added him and checked out his profile. Could the guy be anymore perfect? He had the perfect layout, perfect music, perfect movies, perfect hobbies. The guy was perfect, and Gaara was falling for him even more.

He just couldn't resist messaging him. Hey, what's going on?

Gaara checked the rest of his messages, his email account, and brought up another screen with his favorite reading site. By the time he was through with everything, he had a new message, from Sasuke.

Nothing much, you? What sort of answer was that! How was Gaara supposed to take that? It was the perfect question to make one's blood boil with anticipation and worry. There were many ways to interpret that answer and to over-think it. He just had to clear his mind and pretend he was talking to Naruto, Neji, for God's sake, Sakura. He just couldn't remind himself that this was Sasuke.

Not much at the moment. So how was it seeing all your old friends again? 'That wasn't so bad.' Gaara thought, 'Just had to relax.' To get his mind off of his anticipation for the reply he hoped to receive, he decided to message Naruto.

Oh.. My… GOD! I am… talking to Sasuke! Right now. RAWR! What should I say? By the time he got home he had another message.

Eh. It was weird. Especially since the girls wouldn't leave me alone even though I told them I was gay. Naruto is still dobe isn't he? It was true, anything that didn't involve certain martial arts, Naruto was dead last. Kind of sad, really. He replied so and saw that he had yet another message.

You could say he's hot and that you want to fuck him up a wall. What was wrong with him?

Naruto! What is Wrong with you? Are you lacking in the brain department? Gaara practically yelled at the computer, as he typed furiously, misspelling almost every word. However when he saw he had another message he calmed down… Until he saw that it was from Neji.

Hey. How was your day? Dammit Neji. Didn't he realize Sasuke was messaging him.

Nothing special. Back… and yes! Another message.

Sorry. You want him tofuck you up the wall.

God Naruto… you're no help. Another message. Probably Neji, or Sakura, or even the creepy old guy down the street. No… It was actually Sasuke.

Yeah… So, you guys are like best friends or something?

Yeah… or something. Sometimes it's hard to tell with him. But he is. My best friend that is. Damn. Sometimes Naruto could make him sentimental with his always a good and loyal friend bit. Oh, another message.

Sorry. He's kind of conceited. Go with that. Well. It was a start.

Thanks a lot Naruto. I'll try. Really. What was a boy to do? He supposed he could try going with the conceited bit, and talk about… well, Sasuke. Oh another message from Cold-Shouldered Sasu.

I know what you mean. He can be such a loser at times. But… he's still cool. My, my Sasuke. You sure have a way with words.

So… What do you like to do? Tell me about yourself. Well. That should definitely get the talking started if he's as into himself as Naruto said. "Damn. I wish I could just ask for his number… Wait." Gaara had an idea. He could post a bulletin with his number on it. Sly, but definitely do-able.

Hey guys. I gots to go. Call or text me.

Number is 491-555-0987.

Love ya lots,

Gaara

That should work… hopefully. Gaara quickly deleted his history and ran to his room, feeling slightly proud of himself. All he had to do now was make sure his phone was on and that the ringer was loud. Turning on his TV (yes he had one in his room), he made himself comfortable and made sure his hair looked nice, even though no one could see him over the phone. It was just something that he had to do. He turned it to his favorite music channel, Fuse, and waited.

He waited, and he waited. He waited when he heard his sister come home and he waited when he heard Kankuro come home. He waited till he had to change the channel because some rap was coming on. (He hated rap.) Almost an hour had passed before his phone actually rang, startling him so much he actually squeed (AN: Is too a word).

"Hey." Gaara said putting the phone to his ear. He hoped that it would be Sasuke's voice coming from the other line, however, it was not.

"Hey G-chair." The voice of Naruto came over the line. God, how many times did he have to tell that idiot that he refused to answer to that.

"…" Was Gaara's reply.

"Oh… yeah, Sorry. Hey Gaara." The blonde's disheartened voice came from the line. 'Better.' The red-head thought.

"Why do you call me that anyways?" Despite the many times that Naruto had actually called him that, this was his first time to ask.

"It's more interesting than G-dawg. I mean really. Everyone says that. Besides, I stole it from some kid." Gaara actually dead-panned at that. What sort of crazy did it take to come up with something like that (A/N: You can think my Sunday-School teacher for that… well, old Sunday-school teacher. I don't go anymore). Really? And Gaara decided to ask.

"I dunno?" Was the blonde's typical ignorant reply. "Some weird dude."

"Well that clarifies everything." Gaara said sarcastically. "Oh, wait. I've got a call coming in." He switched over to find that it was the one voice he wanted to hear.

"Hey… Is this Gaara's phone?" Came the ever so smooth voice of Sasuke Uchiha.

A/N: SQUEE! I finally got this bitch posted! Sorry for the delay. Oh and since no one said whether they wanted mini-fics of Naruto, I took it to mean no. If you do want them, however, Say so on the review.

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