Disclaimer: They would be sexy ninjas, who do sexy things. All sexy day.
Warning: Yaoi. Lots'nLots.
Pairings: Sasu/Naru/Gaa, Sasu?Gaa? Hmmm. I kind of like it. KakaIru. All the others I've stated.

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So You're In Love With Your Best Friend?
Chapter Eight: Gaara Puts the Eff You in Fun
Gaara's POV

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So Halloween.

October.

Cold.

A breath of fresh air in my opinion. How I hate Summer, even Spring. Useless seasons. Although, no, I do not like the holiday in all honesty. Why? Isn't this my favorite day ever because I can be considered normal for wearing sharpie around my eyes? Well no. Then I'm just like every other freak.

And that's not very fun.

Though, Kankuro really gets into it. He cackles as he throws the dead cat in the candy bowel we found in the dumpster a few days ago, while Temari is fixing her costume for the thirtieth time. She's going as Sally from the Nightmare Before Christmas.

How... 'original'.

Most children my age would be attending parties, generally not sitting here, alone. Thinking about a certain... someone. Mmm.

I wonder what my beauty is doing, at this very second.

No, I am not going to masturbate. No... no hand, no.

Hah. I have something better.

I throw on some (oh wow my god) black clothes, and slip out of the house relatively unnoticed.

Gaara what the hell it's nine thirty! Get back... oh okay, ahhieee. Hey what's Gaara - oh dear god!...

I sneak past the few parked cars on our road, running in a direction I know by heart. And no, it's not because I stalk him. I helped him with his homework after that thing took off and he started staying with that pervert teacher and the other slightly less closet pervert teacher.

Theres always a fucking bush right in front of the door. I can practically feel my nonexistent eyebrows twitch. Sigh. Last time I climbed over it I fell into the door and busted my head open, again.

This time, it will not conquer me.

Never again, bush.

Slowly, I make my move and lift my right leg, wincing as the thorns scrape across the insides of my thigh. Once it touches solid ground, I grin, and do the same with my other leg.

It's about the time I lose my balance that a irrationally blinding light shines in my eyes, someone with strange hair shrieking in my face.

"GAARA WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS JESUS CHRIST!"

I think he's kind of overrating considering I just checked my watch and it said a little past ten. A man with tangled up silver hair, who yes, is Kakashi, steps in front of Iruka.

"Yeah. Do you wanna see, eh, Naru-chan kid?"

He just used two Gaara will tear out your fucking throat phrases/words in one sentence. First, Naruto is mine and no one, I don't care if it was his grandmother, calls him Naru-chan. No, just no. And kid? What the fuck! I growl, low and menacing. He doesn't back off.

But finally, after so long, a sluggish voice starts shouting. "Hey, shut the fuck up you guys!! If you're trying to have sex, do it a little quieter. We're playing Halo!"

Ah, Naruto. But... he said 'we'.

I don't think I like that.

So, getting up and brushing my knees off, I storm past the aghast rooster and the grinning pervert and see myself to Naruto's room. I don't bother knocking, what a useless idea.

But before I turn the knob, I breathe in. As I hate to admit it, my stomach is tied in intricate knots. I feel like such a love sick, obsessed girl.

Hn.

The door creaks open, revealing inches to my eyes of Naruto's orange themed guest room. Those two, they care for him. They even bought him an XBOX 360.

That's love.

And thank god. Naruto's with Lee. Yes, Rock Lee.

Ewww.

They're cursing, (well not Lee) and spluttering and knocking the bed around. I think Naruto loses, because he slams the control down on the floor and crosses his arms, blushing.

It's so adorable.

In a fucked up sort of way.

When he spots me, he smiles and pats the space next to him. I quickly glance to Lee, seeing his eyes trained on the screen and nod, taking my place beside him.

"Hey... Gaara." He keeps busy with the stupid thing, and completely ignores me for the next five minutes. Again, with the no eyebrows thing.

I am unpleasantly surprised when Naruto turns to Lee, smiling (completely disregarding my presence) and speaks in a cheerful voice. "Do you want some pizza? I think Iruka has some left from the other night!"

Lee smiles back, but at the look I shoot him, politely declines. Then Naruto has the nerve to look back at me, biting his lips.

"No," I growl, already half way down the stairs and out of the door.

Bitch.

It's that thing, I can feel it. They're back together.

"HEY GET BACK HERE GAARA, WALTZING INTO MY HOUSE LIKE YOU OWN IT ARRGGG!"

"Stuff it, Rooster," I hiss, slamming the door in his face.

"Thank you and come again," Kakashi giggles on the other side.

Fuck them.

"Gaara waiiit! Aiieee!"

I don't even glance in his direction as I jump the fence, already defeating the bush. When I take off in a jog I'm quickly tackled and manhandled. Ugh. Naruto may be the more feminine looking one, but he has untapped strength when he wants to use it.

"I..."

"No," I glare, shaking my head. "Let me guess. I don't think it's too hard."

"Gaara..." He tilts his head to the side, a avalanche of golden spikes falling into his eyes. "It's not like that. Sasuke and I, we're - I don't know. It's just complicated. Okay?"

"Sure," I hiss firmly, thrusting up, to no avail in getting him off. Fuck.

"Hey I... wait... um, Gaara! It's snowing!"

No way. A flake just landed on my nose, melting away.

"It can't snow in October," I whisper, biting my lip.

"Yeah."

We lay here, watching the snow fall as little monsters fly around to houses, demanding candy in their handout bags.

"I won't take defeat lightly, Uzumaki."

He smirks, leaning in closer to me. "I really liked you Gaara. But that bastard, well. You have my full support in kicking his ass whenever you want."

Something prickles at my eyes, but it's not quite the snow. It's strange, and I'm not sure what it is... it couldn't be. Why?

I quickly wipe my face but it's too late, two wide blue eyes are looking at my in wonder. "Gaara, are you - crying? -"

"No," I snarl, hurrying up with "and if you even try telling anyone I'll - "

I sigh, not bothering to finish. He knows anyway that it's an empty threat. I couldn't hurt him. Not in violence... anyway. Other... ways.

But not anymore, I suppose.

Ah, well.

"So long Uzumaki."

I stand, hauling him up with me.

"Yeah. Well we can still be friends, eh?"

I shrug. "Hn."

"I think I'll take that as a yes."

"Whatever."

"Kay."

"Hm."

"So, I should get going."

The snow seems to stop all at once, and there's barely anything covered. It's too hot, for snow anyway. It just melts away.

I turn, and start walking, hands stuffed in my pockets.

It's been a while since I've felt like this.

"Hey - Gaaaara!"

Fuck.

Rock Lee.

How'd he get out here?

Goddamn it.

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TBC...

How I love the fact that my characters are basically incompetent. AKA Gaara and the "bush of satan". Hahah. I thought this chap was kind of pretty...? Idk.

Annnnd, SasuNaru lemon is NEXT chapter. I forgot this one was Gaara. My bad. So please have patience. Lemons are pretty easy to write so I'll have it out sooner. K, go review now.