Ch3

Yep, chapter three! I know I said I would update on the 20th, but what I had written sucked nonkey mutts, so I had to re-write the whole thing. I wrote this at midnight the night before last because I couldn't sleep, and I wasn't even on a sugar high, so my mind was sort of dead. I'm still pleased with the result though, so it's all good. I gotta warn you that there is blood in this one though, so yeah. I also want to thank Sakuramar, DemonDaughter, xXxDeathByChocolatexXx, LittleCrane, and Tainted-reflection-126 for reviewing. Without reviews, I wouldn't update. Also, xXxDeathByChocolatexXx is now my beta, so now it won't have as many mistakes! w00t!! Oh, and I'm screwing with everyone's ages again, just because I can and that's how the story will be.

Now, on with the chapter!

When we arrived at my house, I carried the teen into my room and laid him on my bed, leaving Naruto to his own devices for the moment.

For a moment I just stood there, looking down at his sleeping form, thinking upon the events of the past, what, six hours? Not even that, and my thoughts were whirring around in my skull like angry wasps.

First off, what the hell was he!? He couldn't be a real werewolf could he? Werewolves do not exist, so what could he be? There has got to be a reasonable explanation to this! And why did he still have his tail and ears?!

Second, why was he in that house in the middle of the woods? Why was there even a house in the middle of the woods!? He obviously wasn't there of his own free will, so someone had to of put him there.

Also, since there hadn't been any long-term accommodations for him (i.e. bedding or a place to –ahem- relieve himself) they had either been planning to come back for him after his time of the month, or were just going to leave him there to starve to death.

Either way, I was glad I got him out of that place, but was that the end of it? Would I just take care of him till… till what? He'd never be able to lead a normal life, not with how he looks and all. Most people aren't often accustomed to seeing other people with wolf ears and tails these days. He could wear a hat I suppose, and a long coat.

But I digress. Would he be able to adapt in peace, or would whoever knew about him come looking for him?

I sighed and shook my head, sitting down at my desk. I rested my head on the back of the seat, again trying to fight of the impending headache that I was getting. I was thinking too hard on too little sleep. Two days ago, on Friday, after I had gotten home from work, I had gotten a call from Hinata, now 20 years old, freaking out saying that the baby was coming and Kiba hadn't gotten home yet. They had been married for not even a year and were so much in love you imagined little hearts floating around them when they were in the same room. Anyhow, I had immediately rushed to her house, gotten her in the car, then rushed to the hospital. A beautiful little girl named Inuzuka Yuki was born an hour later with the Hyuuga eyes and Kiba's brown hair. Luckily, I had gotten a hold of Kiba soon enough and he had gotten to the hospital in time for the birth. Unfortunately, the child was a few weeks early and the doctors insisted on keeping the mother and child (and Kiba and I stayed too) till they could perform all the necessary checks on them both to make sure they were okay, only letting them leave yesterday at around 6:00 PM. I only ended up leaving their house at around two am. I had only gotten about four hours of sleep total the entire weekend. I closed my eyes and sighed again, clearing my mind.

Next thing I knew, Naruto was hollering my name and when I leapt out my chair and turned around, the boy was missing from my room. I rubbed my eyes as I ran out of the room towards where Naruto's voice originated. 'Must have dozed off ' I thought.

When I got to the front room, Naruto was standing in front to the door, a pillow in his hands as If using it to ward off the boy who was crouching in a feral position, like at any moment he was going to bite off Naruto's leg. He crouched like he had muscles in places humans didn't, a growl emerging from the snarl on his face. Two dainty fangs were in place of his incisors, his ears flat to his head and his tail bushy and low to the ground. It didn't take a wolf expert to tell he was ticked off.

I took a step forward and the redhead immediately snapped his head towards me, just daring me to take another step.

"Naruto" I whispered, never moving my gaze from the boy in front of me, "get out of here." I dimly registered Naruto leaving the room. There was a blanket on the couch to my right and picked it up, unfolding it slowly in case I needed it.

Unfortunately, the boy seemed to understand what I was doing and made a jump to the door, latching to the doorknob. I reached him before he could get it open and wrapped the blanket around him, trying to bind him in it.

He was snapping and clawing at me, snarling like a wild animal.

He managed to get his teeth into to my forearm, drawing blood, and I yelped from the pain but didn't let go. I finally managing to wrap my arms around his body, effectively pinning him to me, my legs crossed in front of his, his back to me.

"Hey," I said, trying to calm him down since he was still struggling and snarling, "I don't want to hurt you, okay? I won't lock you up or tie you down as long as you don't try to hurt me or run away. It's not safe, do you understand what I'm saying?" His thrashing had lessened and was barely even growling, and to my amazement, he nodded, his ears still flat to his head.

"Okay, can you talk?" Hope flooded me. He still hadn't said a single word and I was starting to worry that he truly couldn't talk.

In a rough yet soft voice he answered, "Yes."

I smiled then continued, "Okay, if I let you go are you going to try to hurt me or run away? It's dangerous outside and you'll get lost. It's safe here." His struggling had stopped completely along with his growling, but the pain in my arm was starting to get to me.

He seemed to have to think about it for a moment, then answered again in the same soft voice, "No".

Slowly I released him, wincing at the pain in my left arm. The pain increased when I saw the blood flowing from it. Why does it always hurt more when you see the blood?

As soon as he could he scooted away from me, stopping a good four feet away and huddling in the blanket. His ears weren't flat down anymore, and the snarl had disappeared; though a little blood was on his chin where he bit me. Instead he had a little frown, and looked confused. Then he saw the blood on my arm and his eyes widened. When he looked back to me, there was sadness in his eyes, a self-loathing that I barely even caught before he looked away.

"Sorry," he said, barely more than a whisper. He then looked around the room, the confused little frown back.

"Where… am I?" He looked back at me, "Who are you?"

I raised my eyebrows, "Don't you remember anything from last night?"

His frowned deepened and he slowly shook his head.

"Is this normal?" this time he nodded and the sadness came back. I changed the subject.

"I'm Neji. This is my home. I found you last night chained in a house and brought you back home with me. What's your name?"

His head was tilted to the side, his ears fully upright, and the way he was sitting reminded me for all the world of a confused little puppy. He straightened up then spoke.

"My name… is Gaara."

I'm ending this right here, because I didn't write anymore -giggle- Anyhow, here it is and I will try my hardest to update, and just so you know, reviews feed my plot bunny, yep yep yep! Also, I think I'm just going to stick with bite me, I like that title. And, If you want to see a really cute little chibi of Gaara go to my page and click on the link, it tells you where.