Disclaimer:Not mine, ever and never. Mashashi Kishimoto-san owns my SOUL also.
Warning: Shonen ai, fluff and deadpan humor that will rot the hell outta your brain.
Pairing: Sasunaru; Gaa/Naru, Ino/Shika, Lee/Saku, Kakairu

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So You're In Love With Your Best Friend?
Chapter Two--Gaara Hates You
Gaara's POV

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As a boy, I wasn't quite what you'd call, ..."sane". When the other children in Suna wanted my assistance in play time, I would glare and throw my toy sword at them in hopes they would die. My only true companion was the sand, so soft and understanding. It captured my attention for hours, when my mother (rest her soul) would have to pull me away, all the while me kicking the hell out of her leg. Sand is something you can manipulate, and use for your own gain. Something I mastered, and would put to use.

When I transfered a couple months ago to the Hidden Leaf village, it was not my finest moment. Temari is still recovering... but, after having to leave my beautiful sand behind, I found a new interest. And a new rival I wanted dead.

Uzumaki Naruto is the only one that has ever gotten my smile to break through to my eyes.

Consequently, his... friend (I say the word loosely), Uchiha Sasuke is the only one I have ever truly tried to strangle with my own pocket lint.

I hate him with every thing in my being. On a daily basis I have overwhelming urges to rip his head off and serve it to Kankuro on a silver platter. Why do I hate him so? Why is he the bane of my existence?

It all started the first day I arrived...

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Fucking gay piece of shit dumbass god damed son of a bitch---

"Ga--Gaara-sah-san, would you please quiet--AH OH GOD HE'S STRUGGLING! HE BROKE THE ROPES!"

Temari screams, and it's the only thing I hear as my arm shoots out, wrapping around someone's neck.

The car crashes.

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I'm strapped down again. And made to apologize for snapping Temari's arm, and dislocating her shoulder. I was actually going for Kankuro, who was in the driver's seat, but he pulled her in front of him like the coward he is. They even gagged me. Tch. Like I can't get out...

My mother ran off to get married in the States, I have no father, and our guardian hates us. I'm being forced to move to some shitty Leaf village. Excuse me if I don't take too kindly to it.

"This won't be so bad Gaara, look we're already here!" Temari groaned, somehow enthusiastically after our quick little trip to the hospital. Heh.

Our house looks like shit.

The grass is fucking brown. There's a kiddy swimming pool in our yard. With a hole in it. Ahh, it feels good to be poor. The house has one window, right in the middle, and the glass is completely smashed out. My hand must have twitched, because Temari raced down the street, before coming back ten minutes later.

I try the knob but it falls off. Hmmm. I just punch the door, but I don't expect it to start coming toward me...

Fuck you door. It's laying in splinters by my side in a few seconds. Kankuro whimpers like a girl. "Gah... uhm, Gaara-sama, why don't we just look--"

"Ahahahaahahaha," someone shrieks behind us, and my murderous eyes land on a skinny, tall looking black haired kid smirking at me like the goddamn circus is in town. "What a freak! Hah, nice house."

Oh fuck. How DARE he? It looks like Temari's not the only one I'm gonna put in the hospital this fine day. Raising my fist, I saunter over, glaring hopefully hard enough that his head will set on fire. He's a little bit taller than me, maybe an inch or so, and I almost get my hand to go through his skull.

But I stop when a little shriek, not Temari, who's doing fucking NOTHING to help me, comes from his left. I blink, and some blond kid pops out, screaming and standing between us.

"Hey, hey, hey, you can't do that! But Sasuke, you should apologize since you started it!"

Hmph.

This... Sasuke looks scandalized. "What the hell? I don't think so. This kid's a freak, Naruto. I'm just doing my worldly job, anyway. And he should apologize!"

I growl low in my throat, and he seems oh so close, especially the blond boy, who's now crushed to my stomach. I must say he's not that bad to look at, small frame and bright blue eyes. Strange whisker marks on his cheeks. Cute. I lift his chin slowly watching for signs of fear. None.

"What's your name?" I whisper.

"Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto," he says proudly. I like that.

But... Sasuke doesn't. He pushes Naruto away, glaring at me. "Don't fucking touch him!"

"And that," Naruto draws and points a finger to the fuck wit, "is Uchiha Sasuke. Otherwise known as the ice bitch."

Sasuke growls distantly. I shrug, and turn around. "Jealous?" I hiss as I ascend the steps to my... new home. The gutter half falls on me as I enter through the door way.

I hear a small, "Nice to, erm, meet you Gaara-san!" before the two are scrabbling down the street. Grinning slightly, Kankuro pokes me on the back.

"Well aren't you happy, Gaara!"

A glare, and he's pissing himself to get up the creaky old steps. Heh. When will they learn that I'm not always planning their deaths?

But from this day forward, Uchiha Sasuke is my sworn rival...

Who I will kill.

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From then on he would egg my house, rig my porch to collapse at will, cut my hair (I'll never forgive him for that one), put laxatives in my coffee, glue my ass to my desk... etc...

But I always have my revenge.

And its name is Naruto.

Little things, like small embraces in front of the smug Uchiha, smiles directed toward the boy, sometimes if I'm bold enough, friendly kisses on cute whiskered cheeks, and flirting. Naruto just keeps that innocent act up, grinning always. Always.

Right now I'm at lunch, and of course I sit with Temari and Kankuro. Naruto sits with that lazy boy, the blonde... loud girl, him and the Hyuuga children. Also... some fat kid... I have yet to learn his name.

I will try and sort out all their relationships, out of the goodness of my heart. Ino and Shikamaru are going out, but they just do it because they're popular. Ino sort of likes the Uchiha. The Hyuuga female crushes on Naruto, while the Hyuuga male likes... ulk, Sasuke. Yet they respect and despise each other. They're all quite oblivious, and strangely polite. Except the Uchiha bastard.

Biting into my sandwich viciously, and taking a sip of my... ugh, Juicy Juice, I groan. "Stupid peanut butter." I turn to glare at Temari. "You... if you pack me this disgusting crap again I'll kill you."

She nods with an apologetic smile. Am I losing my touch? Kankuro whimpers as my stare is directed to him. He cries out and excuses himself. There's something wet on the seat. Ew.

Naruto just shrieked, and smacked the Uchiha, while glaring intensely at him. Hmmm...

"WHAT DID I SAY IN THE CLOSET!"

"Stop being so loud, Naruto!" Ino groans, quickly returning to her diet coke and rabbit food.

Closet? ...

He sits himself between the Hyuugas. Sasuke is blushing...

Something strange is going on. Uchiha bastard never blushes.

I can't hear. There's a garbage can so very conveniently placed beside their table. Sweet. I ball up my shitty lunch and slowly walk over. Uchiha is staring at me while he talks. "My hand was just going for my fork that fell, settle down!"

And pigs have bow ties and can pilot air planes with a GED... cough bullshit cough.

Naruto grins smugly. "Nu uh, I know what you were going for! I told you Sasuke-teme!"

I like his taste in nicknames.

Hinata pokes her food, biting her lip. "What's wrong Naruto-kun?"

"SASUKE'S A PERVERT!"

Sasuke pushes the chair out from under him, and pulls Naruto up by the collar. I should really go, as now that the left over jelly leaking off the bag is staining my hands and getting on my shirt.

Oh well.

"Say that again, dobe."

He happily repeats it, loud enough for the world to hear.

"I said you're a pervert and--"

Sasuke drags a still babbling Naruto away.

He does that a lot.

I think I should follow. You know, in case Sasuke can't control his gay urges and he takes it out on what's mine. Yes that's right, MINE. Not yours. MINE.

Ahem. Detective Gaara... I like the sound of that.

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Sigh. This will be the last update 'till I think the end of May. I'm real sorry, but since I'm on spring break, I can write. It's almost over though, which sucks. I'll have to worry about tests come Tuesday.

But you never know, miracles might happen. :D

Did I mention Gaara is the coolest, ever? Well he is. And yes, he is a force to be reckoned with. Temari and Kankuro are proof of that.