A/N: This is my first Naruto story, so no flames, please. I know I only have a few reviews so far, but I wanted to write this chapter. It was starting to bug me, and Gaara said that he would Implode Sand Burial me if I didn't post this. *watches Gaara carefully*

Gaara: *intently stares*

Me: *shiver runs down spine*

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, it's characters, or the song.

Chapter 3

Once upon a time, we were flying
Once upon a time, we were free
Life once let us go as far as we could go
Always remember once upon a time with me

Gaara glared at Kankuro.

"You're an embarresment to our village. Have you forgotten why we have come here?" he said again.

"Well, they started it, they..." Kankuro stammered nervously.

"Shut up, or I'll kill you." Gaara interrupted. Jasumin and Keiko could see the murderous intent in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Gaara. I was totally out of line. Your right." Kankuro apologized quickly.

"I apologize for my friends," Gaara said looking at Sasuke. He dissapeared in a cloud of sand. He suddenly appeared next to Jasumin and Keiko. Jasumin jumped nervously. He looked at them and started to walk away.

"Hey, you," Keiko called after him. Gaara turned and faced her.

"What?"

Keiko was about to say something to him, then decided against it. "Nothing, you just kinda looked like someone I knew." Jasumin stared off at him, still unable to figure out why Gaara looked familiar to her.

* * *

After they were out of sight, and checking for their passports, Naruto started to rant about not getting to kick Kankuro's butt.

"I could have taken him down in like, two seconds!" Naruto ranted.

"Too bad, because I DID take him down in two seconds," Jasumin gloated at him.

"I will surpass you, believe it!"

"And I'm gonna kick your ass, believe it!" Keiko snapped back at him.

* * *

Gaara sat on the giant fish statue of Kikyo Castle, thinking. The sun had set hours ago, and he sat in silence. The moon was full, and he was bathed in the creamy essence. It brought back memories, of him and the girl he had met years ago. And to see her again, was just his luck. He had never meant to cause her such pain.

He stood up finally deciding to go see her, now in the safety of darkness. After all, it was probably going to be the only time to see her without her ferret freaking out. That had been the only thing Gaara was curious about, that and if she still remembered him.

"Like I told you, that thing is not a ferret. He's a demon, just like me," Shukaku told him. Gaara ignored him. Ever since earlier when Gaara had first looked at the blue and pinkhaired beauty, Shukaku had gone nuts.

"It doesn't matter if you ignore me, I can still hear what you think about her." Shukaku said, laughing. Gaara tried not to listen to Shukaku. He really didn't care as to what he had to say.

Gaara teleported himself, and, in a flash of sand, appeared outside her window. Jasumin was curled up in her bed, sleeping peacefully. The ferret, Riku as she called it, him, was sleeping in the crook of her arm. Riku looked up as Gaara quietly crept in through the open window. He watched him silently for a few minutes before going back to sleep, looking as though he just couldn't be bothered by him. Gaara watched her sleep, his heart pounding in his chest.

'What was it about her? What ninjutsu had this kunoichi spellbound him with?' he thought. There was this feeling in him, something he didn't understand. It was the same feeling from when he was six, the same night his uncle tried to kill him. His heart clentched, filling him with mixed emotions, some he knew, some he didn't. He could understand hate, anger, pain, sadness. But there was another emotion that he didn't recognize. It was almost like he wanted something, longed for that something, yearned for that something, and knew in some way that he couldn't have it.

And it drove him insane to think about it.

"That would be called lust, Gaara," Shukaku informed him. Jasumin stirred in her sleep, and Gaara dissapeared to his usual spot.

'What is lust?' Gaara asked him in thought.

"An uncontrolled or illicit sexual desire or appetite, also known as lecherousness," Shukaku replied smartly.

Gaara was confused.

"Crave, hunger, covet, yearn," Shukaku continued.

'Meaning?'

"Oh for God's sake, boy. You'll know later when your older." Shukaku snapped at him.

Gaara was now more confused than ever. What was lust? Was it good or bad? Did everyone have it? And why the hell wouldn't Shukaku explain it to him?

For now, all he could do was think about the beautiful kunoichi he met today. Sakura Haruno was loud, Naruto Uzumaki was louder than Sakura Haruno and twice as annoying, and that Sasuke Uchiha looked like he had a thing for Gaara's extravagant flower. He could see that hungry look in his eyes when he stared at her. It was the kind of look that Gaara absolutley hated, and he would kill anyone who looked at his flower that way.

"That's more like it. Maybe you should kill that Uchiha boy. That way you can have her all to yourself, and no one can take her from you. Don't you remember the promise she made to you? She said that-"

'Shut up. I don't want to hear it.' Gaara growled at Shukaku. He didn't want to hear what she had promised him years before. Before he had done the most terrible mistake in his life. He didn't want to be with her, he didn't want to have anything to do with her. He would only hurt her again. He finally figured out that she hadn't remembered him at all. If she had, she would either have run away screaming or killed him on the spot.

He didn't want to make the same mistake twice.

So tell me what you think. And no I'm not going to tell you the promise she made or what mistake Gaara had made. But you only have to wait until like the tenth or eleventh chapters to find out.

Stay tuned, Chunin Exams begin next chapter!