Thank so much to everyone who reviewed! I just wanted to start out the new chapter with that... I'm so glad that people are likeing the story, and I feel so ultra-special that I alreday have thirteen reviews... I'm not used to getting many.

Thanks also to the nice people who informed me that I had written 'homophobic' in the previous chapter instead of 'hemophobic'. For some reason, my spellchecker wouldn't recognize the word 'hemophobic', but it's still my fault for not checking... -sweatdrop- Well, thanks so much!!!! I did however go back and change it.

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Piano

The two boys got out of the nurse's room twenty minutes later, and as Gaara had suspected, the wound to Neji's head wasn't anything serious. He had a bandage wrapped around his forehead that went under his hair and made it poof up, but that was it. They went back to their room so Neji could change and put on a shirt, and realized then that they were hungry. Luckily, it was only twelve fifteen, and the cafeteria was open on weekends until one. This was also the day of the week that the boys were allowed into town for shopping and other such things. Gaara was planning on getting lunch and then going out to buy a jacket or two and maybe some other clothes if he needed them.

Gaara and Neji were sitting at a small two person table under a weeping willow tree eating sandwiches of some sort in an awkward silence when Neji decided to break the ice.

"Are you doing anything this afternoon, Sabaku-san?" The older boy inquired. Gaara thought about his plans to go shopping, and in a moment of illogical selfishness decided that if Neji could disappoint Gaara by going to a student council meeting, Gaara could disappoint Neji by going shopping. Not that he'd probably be disappointed. In fact, chances are that he'd be happier not having Gaara in his hair- 'his beautiful hair…' his subconscious chimed in-, all afternoon.

"Yeah, I was gonna go shoppin' or somethin'. Find a jacket or two and maybe some other stuff." As if to emphasize the point, a gust of icy wind blew by and the redhead shivered, rubbing his arms. Neji looked at him sympathetically before shrugging off his own black jacket and handing it to Gaara over the table. Once again, he was giving this same jacket to Gaara.

The redhead looked at him questioningly, but Neji dismissed his concern by telling him that he was fine and that it was the least he could to for helping him out earlier.

"Thanks." Gaara said slipping the slightly too large jacket on for the second time in two days. He looked at Neji in his long sleeved black shirt and jeans, loose strands of hair blowing in the chill November breeze. And once again, Gaara found himself being awed by the Hyuuga's beauty. It just wasn't right for someone to be that pretty.

'Damn. I just said that out loud, didn't I?' Neji looked up when he heard the other boy mutter something inaudible.

"Did you say something Sabaku-san?" Gaara's heart did some inner backflips thanking whatever gods may or may not exist that Neji hadn't heard him.

"Nope, nothin'. So…" Gaara said, trying to change the subject. They seemed to be doing that a lot. "You doin' anything after this?" Neji shook his head slightly.

"No. I was thinking of going into town to find something to wear to the Papa Roach concert tomorrow, but it's very cold, so I was rethinking that plan." Normally, Gaara would have spent some time laughing at his roommate in his mind for his horridly polite language, but his shock came before that.

'Neji… listens to… Papa Roach? He's… going to the… concert? Damn. Damn, damn, damn, damn, just, damn.' Although "damn" was the only word he could think of, his mouth was able to say something else.

"You listen to Papa Roach?" he said a bit more incredulously than he had intended. The smallest of small smiles graced the brunette's features for the briefest of brief moments.

"Yes Sabaku-san, you sound surprised. Why is that?" Even though the tone of his voice sounded genuinely surprised, the look on his face said otherwise. There was something in those usually emotionless eyes of his that mocked Gaara for his stereotypical judgment. Something that just screamed, "So rich people can't listen to the same music as you?" Gaara mentally smacked himself.

"You just don't seem like tha type." He said honestly. He shrugged his thin jacket-clad shoulders and offered Neji an apologetic lopsided grin.

'He looks so cute like that.' Neji found himself thinking. He was constantly fighting that annoying voice in the back of his head telling him that Gaara was "fucking fit" (expression I got from another fic, English way of saying "a fucking hottie"). He had long ago accepted the fact that he may be gay, but it still bothered him to think that he may have a crush on his roommate.

He couldn't exactly place why he had a problem with liking Gaara, but he blamed it on the fact that this was his first gay crush. He was just uncomfortable. But if he was going to take any action whatsoever he told himself, now was the opportune moment (opportune moment… greatest…saying… EVER!).

"Would you like to go to town together?" Gaara's heart did a few more somersaults in his chest. Neji, as in Hyuuga Neji, was asking if he wanted to go shopping. 'Yes! Hell yes!' his over-excited conscience screamed.

"Sure, why not…" His mouth said much more unenthusiastically than he had wanted. Why did he always seem to do that? Say things differently than he meant to say them… Of course, it was probably better that he didn't sound too excited Neji was probably just asking because he felt bad for him being new and all…

Said boy was currently wondering why Gaara seemed so indifferent every time Neji made an effort to be nice to him. It was a bit aggravating. He was afraid that maybe Gaara thought he was taking pity on him. Of course, it was a rather egotistical train of thought. But he wouldn't be so nice to the younger boy if he didn't like him at least a bit. Had anyone else been his roommate, he would have left them to their own devices. As cruel as it may sound, that was the way Neji was. It was the way he had been raised to be.

But really, Gaara was ecstatic. He was getting to waste the whole afternoon with Neji.

And Neji was very glad. He had a valid excuse to spend the whole afternoon with Gaara.

Okay, there's chapter 5!!!! Please review and tell me what you think! I enjoy all comments, good or bad. Please give me you honest opinion. I love shameless praise, comments and questions, and if you hate it and want to burn it and stab the ashes before burning them again, please leave me a flame!!!

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