Hey new chapter, please remember I am trying to learn my writing style.

I tried to add a bit of a twist to this story, and I go a "Little" bit into Gaara's past. And explain why he sucks at making friends.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did *Giggles*

Tobi: *Comes out of nowhere* If you were gay.

Me: Thata be okay.

Tobi: I mean cause hey!

Me: I'd like you anyways!

As Gaara approached Naruto's house, he saw that they had redone it a bit.
The house itself looked like it had gotten a new coat of white paint. The porch which Naruto was sitting on was rather wide, with a few flower pots and chairs on it. The flowers didn't look like they were outside flowers though, 'They must have them out since it was so sunny today'. The yard was covered with fresh cut deep green grass. In all honesty the house was defiantly better than Gaara's house.

Gaara made his way to the porch, he stood there for a moment. Naruto looked up at Gaara and gave him a nod before moving over as a sign for him to sit down. He did so and took the place Naruto had made for him.
Naruto was dressed in dark blue jeans, a black button up shirt. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbow, and the shirt was unbuttoned by one, leaving enough room for Gaara to see a blue crystal necklace.

He sat there in silence while Naruto kept listening to music. Odly enough Naruto's music wasn't very loud,
usually everyone(or everyone Gaaras met at least) listened to their music at eardrum bursting volumes.

"So,what are you going to do today?" Naruto asked startling Gaara out of his thought.

"Nothing, I was going to go for a walk then go home." He answered not wanting to ramble or make a fool of himself like he did last time. This was the first time anyone had been generally nice to him. Even when he first met Hinata, she was rude to him and wouldn't talk to him at all. Of course back then Gaara was trying to make friends, so he protected Hinata from a bully and their friendship bloomed from there on.

But Naruto, he didn't even give Gaara weird looks. He even invited Gaara to come sit down with him out of no where. 'There has to be something he wants' Gaara warned himself, he had far to many 'friendships' in which case the friend was not a friend at all, and just wanted him to do something for them. It wasn't like Gaara was ever mean or rude. He tried his hardest to make friends, but kids still made fun of his "Creepy looking eyes". He didn't find that creepy eyes were a reason to hate someone, but his classmates certainly did.

Soon enough Gaara gave up on friendships, and began rejecting people minus Hinata.

"Okay, I'd hate to ask you this but since your not busy. Would you mind helping me unpack some boxes?" Naruto said. Gaara noticed Naruto's tone it wasn't a guilt trip tone, it was just a blank tone with no emotion behind it.
'Of course they always want something' Gaara sighed. "I can pay you or something if you want, but my father refuses to help me with the unpacking." Naruto stated still refusing to look Gaara in the eyes.

"I uh, sure. I don't want your money though" Gaara said, his mother would kill him if he took money, even if he did help someone out. She would say something like "You should do it out of the kindness in your heart".

"Okay, thanks" Naruto said, he got up from were he was sitting and stared at Gaara.

Gaara got up from his spot and quietly followed Naruto into the house. The first room he came to was the waiting hall it was painted a very light green, so light it would appear white if you didn't pay close attention.
There was a chandelier hanging from the high ceiling and a small table in one of the corners. Naruto set the keys down onto the table, he sighed before turning his attention to Gaara.

"If you can just help me with the boxes upstairs, we already or I have already unpacked everything down here" Naruto said, adding the emphasise on 'I have'. Gaara nodded as a response. He followed Naruto up the stairs and followed him to a bedroom.
He sole that the room was painted red and white with a bed in it. 'This must have been the room I...' Gaara stopped mid thought and blushed, he instantly turned away to prevent the blond from seeing.

"You see I was so busy working on the rest of the house, I forgot to put all my stuff out." Naruto stated as he pointed to the large structure of boxes beside the window. Gaara turned his attention to the window,
he looked out the glass. He could see his room too, he wondered if Naruto had sole him staring yesterday, he instantly regretted looking through the window. What made him regret was the sight he sole. There was his father in 'his' bedroom making out with a bleached blonde woman who was 'not' the redhead's mother.
'But they're supposed to be out at there anniverary dinner aren't they.'

Gaara took out his cell and sole it was only 4pm, 'no he had time'. Gaara wasn't sure what emotion he should have been feeling, he could have been sad, or angry... But his body had made the decision for him when he felt a tear slide down his face. Followed by another, how could his father cheat on his mother, his beautiful kind mother. Yeah she was annoying at times but was it that horrible. , why? How could this happen 'On their wedding anniversary too!'? Gaara let out a inaudible sob.

He didn't know what to do, 'Should I call mom? What if I just break her heart and something bad happens.'. The redhead felt a hand on his shoulder,
"I wanted to tell you but, I wasn't sure you would believe me." Naruto said as he looked into Gaara's eyes.

'He knew?' Gaara thought 'didn't he just move here a few days ago?'.

"I sole it happen the first day I was here. Then I went to meet your parents to confirm that I was sure it wasn't your mother that I sole. You wouldn't let me see her, but I did see her when she left the house this morning. So I decided to tell you, since showing your mother directly..." Naruto trailed off.

Gaara's sobs became louder. Naruto walked over to the window and closed the curtain.

"You can stay here as long as you want, as you can guess I don't actually need your help unpacking" Naruto said as he took his hand off Gaara's shoulder and walked out of the room.
Gaara quickly followed him, not wanting to be in that room anymore.

Gaara found Naruto, in what looks to be his living room. There was a love seat and a sofa, a large television on a entertainment center. In the corner of the room there were shelves holding countless games. Gaara would have payed more attention but was too upset to. He felt so useless, he didn't want to call, he could 'NOT' go home, and he couldn't drive.
So he was stuck there, useless.. He almost forgot he was a guest in someone else's house, or else he probably would have broke down in the living room. Gaara took the seat next to Naruto, who at the moment was flipping through different channels.

Never in his life had Gaara been so uncomfortable, Naruto just sat there and didn't say a word to him. He just watched some old horror movie and sometimes looked at Gaara out of the corner of his eye. "Sigh well do you want to talk about anything?" Naruto said breaking the silence that had lasted 45 mnutes.

Gaara looked at the blonde wide eyed, was he going to try to comfort him? "I, what happened to your mother? Why isn't she with your father?" he decided to ask 'maybe Naruto had been through the same thing that's happening to me.' Gaara hoped.

"Oh my mother and father died, Jiraya adopted me." Naruto said shifting his position so his body was facing Gaara more. "Oh" Gaara said, his hopes crushed.

He felt like a jerk as well. Another sigh was heard from Naruto, "I am not really the comforting type Gaara, but feel free to tell be what ever it is that's bothering you." Naruto explained, 'It's so odd,he tells me about himself like a open book. But I know there are many things he is hiding from me.' Gaara thought, still under Naruto's glare.

"I just don't know what to do.." He said, "I don't want my mother to go through so much pain, she had a bad life growing up. And well my father was her escape from that life.
Yeah they argue now, but.. She loves him, I don't get how he could throw all of that away!" Gaara said releasing some of the pent up anger.

Gaara felt two hands slide around him and pull him back. It took him a moment to realize he was laying on Naruto, while the blonde had his hands on Gaara's waste.

Gaara's breathing hitched at this new feeling of touch, his body quivered a bit, and the butterflies were now fluttering as fast as possible. "I don't know either, I think your father is immature. He doesn't realize the important things in life, he may love you and your mother. But in the end he cared for his needs the most." Naruto said his breath hitting Gaara's ear and neck, causing more shivers from the shorter teen. "..Oh" was all Gaara could say, Naruto holding him like that was causing him to lose his train of thought.

Gaara realised himself from Naruto's hold. He had to worry about his mother, not Naruto.

"If you can figure out where your mother is I can drive you there." Naruto said his tone now sympathetic. Gaara stared at him in confusion 'wasn't he the same age as me?'
"I have a early birthday" Naruto answered noticing Gaara's confusion. "I'm not sure, if I should. I don't want to hurt her.." Gaara said as he hid his face in him hands.
"Gaara, you should always tell someone. Even if you might hurt them, your mother needs to know." Naruto said as he pulled Gaara's hands away.

"Okay"

There you have it, I am not sure if I want the romance to happen early or late in the story. But I did let Naruto show his feeling a little as a starting point.

Well thanks R&R please, anyone can review this story btw.

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READ ME!OH AND! I realized that Gaara's father had already cheated on Kakura before with a hooker, but he was drunk. Also in this one it a blatant affair, so if that confuses you sorry.