Waha, I'm bored. I guess I'll update! And I have school tomorrow…the shop of the week is…Auto body! I don't know if that's good or bad...tell all you who care later.

This time it's Gaara's p.o.v.

Magnetic Attraction: Angel and Demon

"She can't leave with you! She has to go with me!"

Gaara repressed the urge to roll his eyes. He sat down on the hard bench, lazily stretching his long legs out. "Says who?" he asked, covering a fake yawn, acting like he didn't care just so he could piss the dog boy off.

Kiba growled noisily. "I have special permission to take her home. And you don't." Kiba narrowed his eyes at the unsuspecting Hyuuga, who looked like a deer caught in the headlights. "Right Hinata?"

Hinata started playing with her hands, lowering her head. "Well, um, Gaara Kiba is right. He does have permission to drive me home, so I guess I have to go with him."

"Why do you make that sound like a death sentence?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Kiba! I didn't mean to sound ungrateful."

Kiba grinned at the Hyuuga, driving Gaara mad. The brunette was closer to his angel than he was. To think, that he spent so much time with her while Gaara was forced to resort to stalking her was maddening. Clenching his fists, Gaara tried not to just steal Hinata away and never bring her back. He could make her so happy, like no one else could. He would love her and care for her. But sadly, she wouldn't like being taken from her friends. They were her precious people, the ones that she loved without a doubt. He would have to be added to the list of people she cared for, first as a friend…and then as a boyfriend and lover. He was patient. He would wait and grab her heart the right way.

His aquamarine eyes followed the verbal banter and he sighed. Hinata was trying to placate her pouty friend and it seemed to work. Kiba smirked, and drew her closer into a tight hug. "Ah, your so cute!" he exclaimed, shaking her. He could see the glare on the other males face.

Hinata withdrew shaking with laughter. If it had been anyone else, she would have blushed, but Kiba had been with her so long that she was used to it.

Gaara on the other hand, was not happy.

"Hinata, Kiba, asshole look over here!"

The three located Naruto coming up from the direction of the school. Behind him were his two other friends, walking slowly and quietly.

Hinata's heat sank. She knew who the two were and she knew she would fade into the background and out of Naruto's sight and heart.

Gaara watched the group approach them. He almost gagged but held it back at the last minute. He knew one of them, and he couldn't say that he liked them even a tiny bit. Damn, fucking prick.

"Look Hinata, it's Sakura!" Naruto exclaimed, jumping up and clapping his hands like a child. Hinata nodded at the other girl, the one that had the heart of the boy she liked and admired. Hinata hated to admit it but she didn't deserve it. Not with the way she treated the blonde.

"Duh, Naruto we know who she is," Kiba said.

Gaara scowled. The girl had spotted him.

Haruno Sakura was not his type. She had short pink hair, and emerald eyes making her seem quite the catch if it weren't for her oversized forehead. However, she wore bright colored showy clothes, letting all who looked her observe most of her body. Gaara didn't like bright colors and he thought that girls that showed off just craved too much attention for him to be interested. In other words, he thought they were sluts.

"Hey, what's your name?" she asked him, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and winking at him.

Well, I got her pegged right. Flirting with me directly on sight, in front of the one she likes? Yup, definitely an attention seeking hoe.

"None of your concern. I'm not interested," he stated, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Stop being such a bastard Sabaku," the other visitor said, not really caring.

"Nice to see you too, Uchiha," Gaara said sarcastically.

Uchiha Sasuke stood next to Naruto, his face every bit as emotionless as Gaara's. His ebony colored hair spiked in the back and lying straight in his face made him quite handsome. Gaara snickered under his breath; he couldn't see what the girls wanted in him. He was worse than Gaara and ten times as cocky.

"You two know each other?" Hinata asked, eyeing Sakura try to flaunt her nonexistent chest. Hinata felt disgust well in her throat; Sakura had Naruto even when she didn't deserve him, why would she want Sasuke?

Standing straight and tall, Sasuke nodded. "We met a while ago at a clan party," he explained, looking at Hinata.

"Oh. I see."

Kiba slung an arm around her shoulder. "Why do you care? I don't like this Gaara guy. I don't think you should hang out with him anymore, Hina," he advised.

Gaara stood up quickly. "Too bad. She's a big girl. Hinata doesn't need you to approve of everything she does and anyone she chooses to hang out with."

Damn mutt lover, he might mess everything up!

Sasuke and Sakura stood by, not wanting to interrupt. Naruto, however, just had to add, "That doesn't mean that we can't guide her along."

Naruto stood close to Gaara. The blonde was almost as tall, maybe a couple of centimeters shorter. They glared at each other.

Hinata sighed. "Please don't fight," she begged, inserting herself between the two. "You are all my friends, and I don't want to see you fight." She pushed them back and crossed her arms, daring them to defy her.

Naruto sighed and ruffled his hair. "I can't deny you, Hina."

Gaara scoffed. She gave her heart to this loser? Why can't she love me? He smirked. Soon she will forgot all about this idiot and she will only love me. Just need more time with her. Alone would be better.

"As much as I dislike this guy…I won't hurt him since you asked so nice," Gaara said. Hinata blushed again.

Ah, why is he so nice to me? He practically spat at Sakura and Sasuke.

Sasuke and Sakura sat on the edge of the bench, Sakura trying yet again to gain Sasuke's attention. She flirted, and tried so hard but it all amounted to nothing when Sasuke was just acting his normal self.

Hinata sat on the cement floor, draping her legs over and swinging them back and forth. Kiba and Naruto sat near the stairs on only one side, so Gaara quickly slipped in next to her. She smiled.

"I'm sorry for them trying to split us up," she said, throwing loving looks at the boys. "They get so protective sometimes."

Gaara snorted. "Reminds me of your cousin." The longhaired freak with cousin issues. "I guess people really like to protect you."

She nodded. The runners that had just started the race captivated her as well as the others. Only Gaara wasn't paying attention.

How do I get her alone? Hmmm…. I have the perfect plan.

"Hinata you know this place pretty well right?"

Again, she nodded.

"Could you show me where the bathroom is?"

Hinata blinked at him. "Sure." She got up, smoothing the wrinkles out of her outfit. Naruto and Kiba opened their mouths but she beat them to it. "Gaara came to see me so I have to be kind and polite. I think showing him the bathroom is the least I can do, right?"

Sullenly they both said, "Right."

Hopping down the stairs, Gaara followed her around the track and up a cement sidewalk to the sprawling school. The staff here was one of the nicer ones and let them in instead of having them use port a potties. Every time she saw one of those, Hinata mentally gagged already anticipating the nasty smells that would crawl up her nose.

Gaara grabbed her soft hand. She whipped around to face him, confused. He just grinned at her and said, "I don't have to go to the bathroom."

"Then why did you say you did?" she asked, taking her hand from his and rubbing her wrist as if he burned her.

"They were bugging me." Gaara examined the parking lot, trying to locate his mustang. When he found it he said, "Come on, let's go. Don't you want to get out of here and have some fun?"

Unsure, Hinata shifted on her feet, scrunching her face up. "I'll get in trouble though. And Kiba really is the only one that is supposed to drive me home."

Hinata battled with herself. Half of her told her to screw the rules and go with bad boy looking Gaara, while the other half, the more dominant and more kind one told her to follow the rules and stay with her friends which was safer. Gaara might be nice, but she still didn't know much about him so she could be in danger.

"So?" Gaara asked.

"Well, I left my bag…." She said lamely, trying to think of ways to get out of trouble and not coming up with many.

Gaara raised a brow. "Is that all? Your friends will take it," he stated. He held out his hand. "Come on. I won't hurt you."

Hinata felt the warmth in his usually stoic voice betraying him.

Maybe that was why she took his hand and let him lead her to his car.

Cruising on a bumpy back road in the middle of nowhere, Gaara turned Nickelback down and said, "You look surprised," he said, not taking his eyes off the road.

Hinata fidgeted in the cloth seats. "You don't seem the type of person to like the…" she started, blushing.

"…the country?" He said, watching her out of the corner of his eyes. She slowly nodded, and he chuckled. "I guess I'm just full of surprises," he said, pulling into a gravel driveway lined with many leafy trees.

"I guess you are."

Turning, Gaara shot the car off, steeping out of the car. Hinata attempted to open her door, but he beat her to it. She got out, thanking him, and drank in the beauty that surrounded her.

Gaara had driven her to a meadow, lined with trees and a long brown fence that stretched farther than either could see. In the middle of the tall grass was a single tree, standing taller than the rest. Next to the tree was a small pond where some ducks peaked half-heartedly at the banks searching for food.

"It's so beautiful…" she said, starting forward. Gaara gently set his large hand on top of her shoulder.

"Want to race?" he asked playfully, wagging his eyebrows at her.

"Are you serious?" Hinata blurted, then turned red. "I'm sorry, you just don't seem the type to…"

"Like I said, I'm full of surprises. He started forward, jogging. "Are you coming?"

Well, maybe he isn't all that stoic after all.

Hinata started to jog with him and than slowly picked the pace up. Gaara matched her speed, but she overtook him and hoped the fence, still running. Making it to the tree first, she panted but grinned as Gaara pulled up after her, also grinning.

"I win," she fake gloated, pumping a fist into the air and giggling. He flopped onto the ground, watching the ducks waddle towards them after they got over the shock of their little race. Hinata lovingly reached out and patted one of their heads, letting the creature sniff her hand. She suppressed another giggle, so as not to disturb the small animal.

Gaara leaned on one elbow, watching her. So loving, even to a duck. I can't wait till she trusts me as much as her friends. As if betraying him, his eyes wondered down her body, resting on her behind. Of course, I can't wait till she marries me either. I know she will. That will be one hell of a night, he thought, letting his inner pervert take over. Damn, must not think bad thoughts.

The birds trapped Hinata and she couldn't seem to choose whom to give the most attention to. She finally lifted a small white duck up, and cradled him to her chest as he nipped at her jacket cautiously telling her to be careful.

"Don't you want to play with them?" she asked him, taking a chance and nuzzling the duck.

An evil plan coming to mind, Gaara nodded. He stretched and stood, walking calmly to her. When he reached her, he gently pried the duck from her grasp and set him on the ground. Then as fast as he could, the red head put one hand under Hinata's thigh and the other around her waist and lifted, bring her up against his hard chest. She squealed and he just smirked, walking closer to the pond. He walked into the shallow water to get closer to the middle of the water. Mustering up more of his strength, he threw her, watching her hit the surface of the water with a loud splash.

Hinata sputtered as she reached the surface, wiping her hair out of her face. Gaara still stood in the water, and Hinata couldn't help getting him back by childishly splashing him. She shrank and tried to tread water, but he dove at her and whirled her around, while she laughed. He had his arms around her shoulders, dragging her around in the water. Laughing so hard she was crying, Hinata splashed him again, not expecting him to do it back.

"Ah, Gaara!" she shrieked, backing away. He grabbed her again, and threw her over his shoulder, bringing her back to the tree where he promptly set her down, and then flopped back down by her side, both of them panting.

Hinata sat, curled into a ball, clutching her side. A large smile was plastered across her face and she turned to Gaara, who sucked in a breath.

She looks so beautiful. My angel…

"You were right, Gaara," she said, closing her eyes, "You are full of surprises."

Pulling up into a dark parking lot, Gaara told Hinata to follow him. She stuck close to him, not that he was complaining.

She was still wet, since he had thrown her back in right before they left. He insisted that she come to his house for some dry clothes and maybe a talk if no one else was visiting him.

Gaara found that the door was unlocked and he felt his heart sink somewhere down to his knees. Someone was home. Shushing Hinata, he opened the door and shouted, "Temari? Kankuro?"

"Wats up baby bro?"

Gaara sighed. He had been hoping, no praying that it was Temari. She would be less likely to lay into him about bringing a girl home.

Hinata popped her head up so that she could see over Gaara's shoulder. Kankuro was standing in the hallway, the cartoon of milk in his hand, clothed only in a white muscle shirt and black boxers. Blushing furiously, she ducked back down, but he had already seen her.

"Hey, isn't that the Hyuuga chick?" he asked, chugging some milk down and wiping the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. "What is she doing here?"

Gaara let Hinata in, pushing her slightly so she would move. She seemed determined to not look at his brother and he smirked. She was too innocent.

"I brought her to the pond," Gaara said, motioning for Hinata to make herself comfy. She hesitatingly sat on the couch, drawing her knees up to her face. "I'll be right back with some of my sister's clothes."

"Shouldn't you ask her?"

"She won't mind," he said, turning a corner and disappearing.

Kankuro stared at her as if stripping her in his mind. "So, he took you to the pond."

Not sure if it was a question or not, Hinata said, "Yeah."

"He must see something in you," Kankuro said, sliding into another chair with his feet sticking over the armrests. He cradled the milk in one hand, the other stroking his hair.

"What do you mean?" she asked, curious of what he meant.

"He doesn't often go there since…"

"That's enough."

Both Kankuro and Hinata jumped. Gaara was so sneaky sometimes! He had a large white tee and a pair of short black shorts as well as white socks folded over his arm.

"The bathrooms that way," he motioned with his head, handing her the clothing. She thanked him and quietly walked down the hall to change her shoes squeaking from the water from earlier.

Gaara glared at his brother when he heard the door click shut. "Why the fuck where you going to tell her that?" he exclaimed.

Kankuro looked at his lap. "You seem to like her to some degree. She might as well know the history behind that place."

"No. Not yet. She's not ready to hear it."

"Fine, she's your girl, little brother."

Ah, the brotherly love that flouts in the Sabaku house. Psh, yeah okay.

Hinata emerged from the bathroom, shutting the brothers up. She came blushing, tugging on the shirt and the shorts. She felt like she was exposing too much of her skin.

Gaara gulped. Man, Temari sure doesn't look like that in those. And they're her clothes!

"Thank you for the clothes, but I should really go home. Neji will be worried."

Gaara nodded, grabbing his keys.

Hinata gasped. "Oh, I left my clothes in the bathroom." She went to retrieve them, but Gaara held her back.

"I'll wash them and bring them back to you." Another reason for me to see you. Definitely not complaining. He eyed her like he was a hawk and she was the prey.

"Come on, let's go."

"Good bye," she said, bowing to Kankuro.

"Bye yourself."

Gaara whisked her to his car, glad that it was warm out. Otherwise she would be cold without her normal jacket.

They talked lightly on the way to her house, but mostly listened to Linkin Park. Hinata found the music interesting and tapped along to the beat as Gaara pulled in and parked. Again, he insisted that he open her door for her and he even walked her to the door of her house, where the guards winked at the two. She blushed.

"Today was really fun," she said, smiling brightly at him and wiggling her foot on the rose colored stone beneath her. For some reason, she was really nervous.

"I know. We should see each other more often," he said.

She nodded. "Thank you. Good night," she made to go into the door, but he pulled her back. He planted a small kiss on her cheek and grinned.

"See you soon." Gaara loped back to his car, waving behind him as he went. He drove off.

Hinata rubbed her cheek, blushing and then went inside, while the guards joked and snickered behind her.

Both teens were thinking Wow!

AN: Ah that was cute right? I think so.

Anyways, I introduced, more of the characters into the story and the Sakura bashing has commenced! Wee, I hate her! She's such a friggin idjit. She's like my ex friend so yeah…

Also, how do you like the way I made Kankuro. He kinda acts like me actually…I sit like that in chairs, and I do have awful manners…ah well.

So, the fluff was in this chapter and more plot is in the next. Wow, that's ironic.

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