Uh…. sorry for not updating. Been lazy. And then for some reason the site wasn't responding, so I couldn't look over the work that I had already done. And I got some shots that hurt like hell, especially my right arm and I didn't even need that one. My bad.

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Magnetic Attraction: Angel and Demon

Gaara smirked, leaning against the wall with his arms across his sculpted chest. Konohamaru was arguing with Hanabi a few feet away, while Temari and Kankuro were off flirting. He didn't mind. They couldn't distract him from his thoughts of Hinata if they weren't around.

Hinata had been captivated by his looks, he knew that much. However, unlike some girls she would only think he were handsome and that would be the end of it. She would develop a crush on him only if he was her type. Looks to her were not important, at least not as important as personality. He respected that greatly.

The introduction went smoothly. I couldn't have wished it better. I just need some more time with her and then from there I can ask her about track in a way that doesn't suggest I have been stalking her. Then, I will build the relationship from there, Gaara plotted, watching the dancers twirl gracefully around the room.

Tugging at the shirt his sister forced on him, Gaara drank some of the punch he had been offered in place of alcohol, since he wasn't legal yet. He gulped the nastily sweet concoction down, grimacing at the taste. It was way too sweet. Gaara scowled and set out to place the glass down, since the Hyuuga's wouldn't serve anything with paper cups.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Gaara detected a flash of blue. Smirking, he turned and caught the full sight of Hinata. She was standing maybe four feet away, looking down at her shoes, thoughtfully frowning at the floor. She was captivated in her thoughts and didn't notice the watchful eyes that were trained on her. Gaara slipped to the side, where she wouldn't be able to see him and then came closer, coming up behind her. Tapping on her shoulder, he said, "I didn't think I would be seeing you so soon."

Gaara watched as the girl blushed, lightly shaking his hand off that hadn't moved since he touched her. She laughed, and said, "Neji let me out for awhile. Father needed him."

Perfect, Gaara thought, smirking internally, her asshole of a father is finally useful for something that does not include me getting almost mauled by security guards.

"Good," he told her, gripping her elbow softly. Even though she was a hardcore athlete she was still so soft. "I wanted to spend more time with you anyways. Get to know you."

I think I know more about you than you do!

"Sure," she said, her smile beaming. Gaara's stomach flipped and a small smile almost broke across his normally apathetic face. Instead, he tugged her to a deserted dark corner, and then let go, wishing he could have held on longer.

"So, tell me some things about you," Gaara said, getting straight to the point. He doubted she would tell him anything he didn't already know, but he wanted to seem as if he was Hinata-dumb.

Pressing a finger lightly to her lips, Hinata shifted her stance and thought. "Umm…I live here, Neji is my older cousin, I like track and I go to Cherry Blossom High," she stated nervously, picking all things he had known and that were pretty easy to find out.

"So you like track?"

She nodded.

"Do you run it at your school?" he asked, leaning against the wall again, the shadows hiding his face from her view.

"Yes, I do the four hundred," she said proudly, a small smile forming at the corners of her mouth. She faced away from him, trying to hide it.

"Are you any good at it?"

"Fairly good," she said modestly, trying not to be annoyed.

"Good," Gaara said. "Where and when is your next meet? I think I might stop by and see for myself how good you are."

Hinata almost throw up the small amount of appetizers she had eaten before the guests had arrived. She couldn't digest that this handsome guy wanted to actually spend time with her. Sure, some guys had asked her out and they didn't completely find her unattractive, but most of the time they went for the more outgoing popular type. So why would this good-looking kid want with shy little Hinata?

She gave him the details of the next meet. Hinata wasn't quite sure if she could trust the stranger but he seemed nice enough and he hadn't tried anything funny. When she had first met Kiba, he had tried to get her out on a date with him. Let's say the bruise on his side was a turn off. They were friends now, but he never ever touched anywhere near her butt again.

Summoning up her courage, Hinata asked, "What about you? Are you going to tell me anything about yourself?"

Caught off guard, Gaara blinked but then registered what she asked. He smirked. His plan was well in motion and she was playing her part well. This is a lot easier than I thought it would be. She seems to be full of surprises. And for some reason I like that.

"Didn't know you were interested," Gaara teased, watching a small tint of red smear Hinata's cheeks. He smirked.

"It's only fair. I told you things about me. You should tell me about yourself," she said, smiling slightly. He could barely see it in the dark.

"Hmmm…. I go to a technical school, majoring in Machine Shop. I'm a sophomore, I have an older brother and an older sister, and I drive a blue mustang," he said simply, giving her basic facts about him like she had.

Tilting her head to the side Hinata studied him. "So, you're a year older than me. I'm only a freshman."

"I guess so."

"Hinata!"

"Gaara!"

Turning, the teens caught site of Hanabi and Konohamaru, both racing towards their respective idols. They skidded to a halt, breathing heavily.

"Hanabi?" Hinata asked. Her sister was smiling and Hinata could see the way her sister's eye was focused on the boy next to her.

"Hinata, this idiot won't stop chasing me," Hanabi fake teased, clutching the hem of Hinata's dress. She opened her eyes wide and pouted.

"Gaara," Konohamaru whined, having the grace-and the smarts-not to try any pathetic looks. "This brat won't stop running from me!"

Both of the older teens shook their heads.

"Stop running."

"Stop chasing her."

Simple words for complex kids.

When the two younger kids stumbled away, Hinata asked, "Who was the boy that came with you?"

"That is Konohamaru," Gaara explained. "I teach him how to play the guitar. He wanted to come to see the girl he was with."

"Ah," Hinata said simply. "So you can play the guitar?"

"Very well too," he replied, cockily, bragging just to see her reaction. She only smiled, getting that he was kidding. He lifted a brow. That was a feat that not many could accomplish.

I really know how to pick them, Gaara thought.

Gaara leaned closer, invading her personal space. Thinking he was trying to cop a feel, she backed off, but he came closer. He smirked. "Your cousin is looking for you," he whispered, nodding at the dance floor. Neji was watching them and was stomping his way over to come save his precious cousin from the hands of an evil boy. Quickly, Gaara slipped over to Hinata, took her hand into his, and then kissed it lightly, making Hinata blush brightly. He smirked and then shot out of there. Neji was a pain in the ass to deal with when it came to his cousins.

Later on, Gaara loosened his shirt, grumbling and threw it off, preferring to walk around half naked. The small pendent he wore around his neck bounced as he set off to the kitchen, bypassing Kankuro who was half asleep. Oh, joy.

Temari was in the kitchen, her butt sticking out into the air as she rummaged around in the fridge. Sighing, she hit the door with her hip and then caught site of Gaara. Smirking evilly, she came up behind him and threw her arm around his shoulders, only coming up to his nose.

"So how was the party, my handsome little brother?" she asked, while Gaara swiped her away and headed to the cabinet. He withdrew a glass, and then shuffled off to the fridge, pulling some milk out. He poured a small amount, and then set it back.

"It was alright," he murmured, chugging the white substance down.

Temari sat at the table, crossing her legs and ruffling her hair. "I saw you talking to some girl before," she started, watching carefully for any stray emotion that crossed his face. There were none.

"Hyuuga girl," he grunted, fingering the pendent. It was a small hourglass, filled with white sand. It was the only thing his father had willingly given him, and as much as he hated his father, the pendent was important to him for whatever reason.

Temari nodded. "She's really pretty. Her cousin was hot, but just a tad too girly looking for me," she stated, examining her nails carefully.

"Whatever," Gaara said, placing the cup in the sink. Yawing, he headed for his room, ruffling his hair. For once, Temari didn't comment, instead watching him like a hawk watches its chicks.

Gaara quickly took his pants off, and threw them across the room, landing in a huge pile behind his door. He jumped into bed and slipped under the covers.

Sitting on his back, Gaara placed his hands under his head. Damn, Hinata couldn't be anymore perfect. The only thing I would change would be the crush on the idjit she seems to persist on pursuing. But, than again, this little nuisance makes this even funner. I know I'll win. It's just a matter of time. There is no way I'm missing out on winning Hinata.

In the kitchen, Temari tapped her fingers on the wood, a small smirk set on her features. She crossed her legs, sipping at the coke she had poured after Gaara left. Everyone else was half asleep, but since she didn't have to go to work tomorrow she decided to take some time off and think.

Gaara, Gaara, Gaara, she thought, shaking her head, didn't you know that big sister is always watching? I'm not quite as stupid as you take me. Those pictures on your computer were a major clue to your weird obsession with this Hyuuga girl. I don't know what has possessed you to trail after this girl like a lost kitten, but I hope that you play it safe. I am putting my trust in you Gaara. Fuck that up and you will be screwed over by many people. It cannot end well if you do, little brother.

Temari sighed, tugging at her hair. Gaara was her little brother and thought they had had rough times, she still stuck up for him and played the role of mother for him. He was her flesh and blood and nothing could keep her from trying to save his ass for whatever dumb thing he had done. It didn't mean that she accepted everything he did, she just understood a bit more than most about the way Gaara functioned. If the Hyuuga girl was something that Gaara wanted, not as some form of a toy, but as an actual girlfriend, Temari would help.

But this would all be resolved sometime in the morning. For now, she decided to watch some TV and kick back and relax.

Being a big sister was a hard job after all.

AN: Sorry it's not longer. It serves a purpose though. If you noticed, I swap the point of view from Gaara to Hinata. This one was Gaara, so the next would tell what happened with Hinata. That's why it's short.

Oh, yes, Temari is evil. I don't have a blood sister, but I do have friends that I consider my little sisters. I would help them with whatever, so I figured she would too.

Oh….I need to include Kankuro more…my bad.

Important question: would you guys like an extra chapter, not connected to the main story, to tell the Konohamaru X Hanabi thing? Like, a scene with them that has no relevance? Please tell me!

Anyways, please review!