Disclaimer: Still don't own Naruto, although I do own every review sent in, that's right. I keep them.

Sasuke had just finished applying his camouflage makeup. He figured he would need to go all the way if he was ever to stalk Gaara without getting killed. He traded his old, dark blue and black outfit for a long green cloak. He surveyed himself in his mirror, thinking, 'Hn. I paid way too much for this. I suppose I look sort of like Shino with this on… hm, weird.' He then decided to button the cloak all the way up to his chin. Grabbing a pair of dark sunglasses he completed the look, 'wow, this is pretty cool, I wonder if this is how shadow clones feel…' Sasuke was completely distracted, ranting on and on in his head about how he could look like Shino. After a few minutes, Sasuke realized how stupid he looked and nearly threw up with disgust.

He ditched the cloak and went off in his regular clothes, they suited him more anyways. He couldn't remember the last time he changed his wardrobe. He studied the camouflage designs painted on his face and realized that they too were rather silly. So he took a shower. FINALLY, after all of that Sasuke was ready for what may be the biggest challenge of his life.

Gaara was tired. He had spent the whole day rampaging through villages, murdering, stealing and finding a replacement eye for his brother's dumb puppet. 'If feeling alive is really this much work, count me out.' He reached for his kunai and attempted to stab himself. Of course, the sand stopped it. 'Why bother, this whole teen angst this doesn't really work when you can't even hurt yourself.' He thought with a sigh. So he sat down on an old bench, giving bad looks to those passing by. 'The last thing I need is for someone to bother me.'

Sasuke spotted Gaara first. He appeared to be almost out of chakra and generally worn-down. 'Good, this'll make things a little easier.' Sasuke thought, settling down behind a billboard advertising Icha Icha Paradise, the movie. He grabbed his notebook and pencil and lazily wrote down Gaara's actions. 'Yawns, glares, sighs, glares, scowls, rubs eyes etc. blah blah blah, this guy is boring. Also, I always thought that was eyeliner, apparently not…' Sasuke thought absently. "Is there anyway I can make this more interesting?" Sasuke whispered.

Gaara was getting restless. He hadn't done anyone damage in over three hours. He hadn't even made fun of his sister's fishnet, or his brother's dollies. 'Life has no meaning…´ He thought. He went into long, drawn-out flashback sequence, therefore not noticing a shadow jumping from roof to roof.

'If I just get his attention,' Sasuke plotted whist jumping, 'he'll go insane trying to find me. That will make this report a little more interesting… But why is he so zoned out? An experienced ninja like him should have noticed long ago. I guess I'll just have to get closer.' So Sasuke snuck closer, leaping behind, above and shouting comments at the unresponsive Gaara. "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" Sasuke shouted at Gaara, veins popping. Gaara was just finishing up his sad, rejected flashback and was slowly fading back into consciousness.

"U-Uchiha?" He muttered, "What do you think you're doing here?"

"Gah! You, you're awake? Well then." Sasuke threw a smoke bomb to the ground, then making a leap behind the billboard once more. He was unprepared for the ninja's sudden awakening. Well at least now Gaara knew he was there.

'What is that freak thinking? If I hadn't been reminiscing, I would've crushed him, maybe… His Chidori is rather powerful, and I don't feel like washing my clothes tonight.'

'Ha, now I can really stir things up!' Sasuke leapt from the billboard, running and jumping as fast as he could, kicking up dust from around Gaara's feet. 'If I remember correctly, Gaara here is a little bit freaked out by someone faster than his sand.' Sasuke brushed up against Gaara, causing him to whip around angrily.

"WHAT DID I DO TO YOU, UCHIHA?!" Gaara yelled starting to panic. He was low on chakra, and an attack now could kill him. Further more, why did Sasuke want to hurt him anyways? They had already settled their differences over a bowl of ramen earlier that week, and their agreement was expected to last at least another month. What had driven Sasuke to do this? Did he too hate Gaara, for unknown reasons, making it harder for Gaara to be accepted? "WHY DOES EVERYONE HATE ME?" Gaara sat back down on the bench and wiped his eyes, which were getting sand kicked into them.

"There, annoying isn't it Gaara? Sasuke snickered, coming close behind him. 'I'm getting pretty good at this.'

"What are you trying to do? If you're going to kill me, do it quickly." Gaara whimpered, feeling dejected and pathetic. "And here I thought you understood me…"

"Understood you, what? Oh! About no one loving you and having nobody but yourself to depend on? Yes, I do understand, but instead of sitting there crying about it, I fight! I fight through the pain and loneliness, because one day I'm going to restore my clan and kill my brother!" Sasuke was proud of his speech. He hadn't said that much in weeks.

"You are such an emo." Gaara replied.

"Takes one to know one," Sasuke retorted.

The two glared angrily at each other for a while longer. Garra finally decided to get Sasuke out of his face, so he shoved him back. When he did, Sasuke's notebook fell out of his pocket and onto the ground in front of Gaara. "What's this? Your diary?" Gaara taunted.

"No, no, no give that back!" Sasuke leapt at Gaara, but the sand stopped him, "don't you read that!"

"Yea right! This could be the most interesting thing that's happened all week!" Gaara flipped the book open, his dark eyes scanned the page, taking the information in. "You're stalking me? You might possibly be the most pathetic stalker on the face of the planet, you know that Uchiha?"

"I am not! You were completely freaked out the entire time!" Sasuke pouted.

"No, you were attacking me, stalking is a finer art. You have to be one with your surroundings, you have to be invisible. You were just being annoying." Gaara said.

"Was not."

"Was too."

"WAS NOT!"

"WAS TOO, INFINITY, NOW LISTEN TO ME!"

"Fine."

"It seems to me that you need some help."

"From who? I don't need help."

"Yes you do, believe me, and I can help you."

"You? When have you ever stalked anyone?"

"Well before I became a heartless killer, I stalked a lot of people!" Gaara explained, somewhat offended, "I was the one that drove Tsunade to become a raving drunk, Orochimaru to never get a tan, and your beloved sensai to never show the bottom half of his face. I accomplished all of that from stalking. They all had to be institutionalized for months!" Gaara was glowing with pride.

"Kakashi's mask? Maybe that is an accomplishment… and you could teach me?" Sasuke asked.

Gaara nodded, "I am technically on a killing probation, so… I guess this could distract me. So, yes I will teach you, Uchiha Sasuke!"

And a partnership was formed, between to angsty teenagers in the village of Konoha.

So, there you go, chapter 7. Phew. So here I decided to portray Gaara as more of a rival to Sasuke than an evil demon child. So don't be mad if you like him the other way, this is fiction, so the characters are how I like them. Also, Gaara is technically from the Sand village, but let's just say he was on vacation in Konoha, okay?