Hello everyone. I'm switching this story to first person view. It's easier for me, and I kept slipping into it last chapter. This is still in Music's POV. I hope you don't get too confused.

Why Gaara Likes Music

Chapter 2

When I woke up, I found Gaara watching me. Wait, Gaara?

"AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!!" I started to scream, I thought it all had been a dream.

"Hey, calm down. Are you alright?" I heard him ask.

That sounded a bit too sincere for Gaara. I looked back at him after I calmed down. Then I started to laugh nervously, I had screamed for absolutely no logical reason. He looked at me like I was nuts. I had, after all, just screamed and then started to laugh.

"Sorry, I didn't expect to see you. You scared me."

"I have that effect on people. Thank you for letting me use internet."

I laughed. "I think you mean the internet. And I let you use the computer, which has internet. Get it?"

He merely shrugged. I giggled when I heard his stomach rumble.

"Why don't you head out to the kitchen, I'll be out there in a couple minutes to make breakfast."

He just nodded and left. I feel sorry for him, not being able to sleep. Wait a minute, why was he watching me? I then smacked my forehead. I talked in my sleep. I bet I said some entertaining things. I got dressed and went out to the kitchen. I found him sitting at the table, gourd at his feet.

Going to the cabinet, I pulled out two cereal bowls and two spoons from the drawer. I went to the other cabinet and pulled down the Lucky Charms. Pouring it in the bowls, I grabbed the milk from the fridge and kicked it closed. I saw him watching me with interest.

"What? I'm a pro at this!"

No response. Oh well. I stuck the spoons in the cereal and went to sit down across from him, setting his bowl in front of him. I picked up my spoon and started to eat, but stopped when I noticed him poking at his with his spoon.

"Is something the matter?"

"Music? What is this?"

I nearly choked. "WHAT!? What do you normally eat for breakfast?"

"Rice and pickled fish."

I wrinkled my nose. "Eww. Try it, I'm sure you'll like it."

He stared for a second, then tentatively took a bite. I smiled as his whole face lit up.

"This is good. Thank you."

I laughed. He had a rainbow stuck to his chin.

"What's so funny?" he asked, picking up our empty bowls to put in the sink.

"You have a rainbow stuck to your chin." I say with a straight face.

"A rain…bow? Huh?" Gaara brings his hand up to his chin, and wipes the gooey marshmallow off.

"Eww." He said.

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After breakfast, we went outside to find something to do. There happened to be a large sandbox in my backyard, it was there before I moved in. Gaara went towards it, stepping inside and kneeling down to examine the sand.

"There's a raccoon in the sandbox!" I half-shouted playfully. He turned and looked at me, first glaring, then changing to realization.

"How did you…?" He questioned.

"Easy. I read the manga. And watch the anime."

"And you are not afraid of me? Of what is inside of me?" He questioned again.

"No. Should I? You have control over it now. And since you're in the sandbox, let's make sandcastles. We'll have a contest to see who can make the best one."

Blank stare. Joy. I ran in the shed and pulled out some pails and shovels to use. Sitting down on the other side, I got to work. It had rained recently, so the sand was wet and perfect for building in. I filled up the bucket, then dumped it upside down, carefully removing the bucket so my castle wasn't ruined. I did this three more times until I had four of them in a box shape. I made one more and put it in the middle, on top of the four. One semi-collapsed, and it went crooked. I sighed. Oh well. I drew windows on it, and a drawbridge. I made a moat. For a finishing effect, I took a twig from the ground and speared a leaf on it, sticking it in the sand on top like a flag. I stepped back and admired my work. Nodding, I turned to see what Gaara had made.

"Uh…." Words could not describe it. It was as tall as I was, no, taller, and you could go inside. Each brick was formed perfectly, and there were spires and leaf flags. There was one window, of which Gaara was leaning out of, smirking at me.

"Is this what you meant?"

"I….uh…You win."

I stumbles backwards, falling on my butt, effectively crushing my puny bucket slop. It didn't deserve the title "castle" compared to this…this…..coliseum. I was gaping. I couldn't speak. I had totally forgotten that Gaara could manipulate the sand.

He came out and helped me up. "Do you want to see the inside?"

"The in…side? Yeah." He took my hand and led me inside. It was simple, a sand bench under the window, stone-like floor, with a oriental sand rug, and sand-tapestries on the wall. Damn.

"Wow…it's beautiful! You made all this? Did you use your sand too?"

"I had to. It wouldn't stay up otherwise. I like you, Music. You are different from other people."

I stared at him in shock. I went over to the bench to sit down and study him. "How so?"

He came and sat next to me, close.

"Well, you seem to not be afraid of me, you are really nice to me, and you couldn't care less that I carry the Shukaku and that I'm known to be very unstable."

I smiled at him. "Gaara, were you ever hugged as a child?"

He sighed. "If anyone ever went close to me, willingly, it was usually an attempt to kill me, which always failed."

I knew that he had a hard childhood, but never been hugged? "I'll have to fix that."

He looked at me, confused. I wrapped my arms around his waist, squeezing slightly and resting my head on his shoulder. I felt him freeze.

"It's okay, this is a hug. You don't have to hug back if you don't want to."

I went to pull away, but I felt his arms wrap around me, returning the hug. Even if it was a bit hesitant, he still did it. He rested his head against mine.

"Thank you, Music."

"No problem, Gaara."

Before I realized what I was doing, I turned my head and kissed his cheek. He immediately let go of me, and brought a hand up to touch the spot where my lips touched him. I lowered my head in embarrassment.

"S-sorry. That was out of line. I shouldn't have…."

"What was that? What was is that you just did? I don't understand."

I looked back at him, my face slightly flushed from embarrassment. His hand was still on his cheek.

"It's called a k-kiss. You give it to a person who you……l-like. Or love."

Great. I sound like Hinata. I watched His face closely as he processed what I said. I saw a slight rosy blush grow on his cheeks. He must have figured out what that meant.

"Can I try?" He asked nervously.

That took me by surprise. I thought he would push me away after that. I smiled and nodded at him, expecting him to peck me on the cheek like I did.

Gaara leaned forward, somewhat unsure, and came close to my face, uncertainty in his eyes.

"It's alright." I told him.

I closed my eyes and waited. I felt his hand touch my face, thumb stroking my cheek. I felt his breath tickle my lips. Almost there Gaara, you can do it. It's just a peck on the…lips? I felt his lips touch mine, in a soft, unsure kiss. It ended after a moment.

"Like that?" He asked, face still red.

"Just like that." I leaned against him, smiling. "I think I have fallen in love with you, Gaara."

I felt his hand stroke my hair.

"Me too, Music."

We sat there as the castle melted around us, never falling on us, but so we were sitting on the remaining bench in the sunshine.

I haven't been this happy in a long time.

END

So, that's it. If anyone questions the raccoon in the sandbox thing, I didn't steal it form Music. I actually gave her the idea for the title, so if anything, she took it from me. LOL I'm just messing with you, Music. But it really was my idea. Anyway, I hope Gaara wasn't too out of character. I'm sorry again for the POV switch if it confuses anyone, it was easier for me to write.