A/N: Sorry for the late update, it's all my fault. You see I had this chapter all done and ready, but I forgot to send it to my beta once it was complete. So sorry, but the updates will be faster, and I won't let this story slip my mind again.

Chapter 9

Gaara's POV

Another day has passed with the same awkward silence. I wish he'd say something, not just ignore the fact that he kissed me. Say anything, just to make sure I'm not crazy and didn't imagine the whole thing. But another side of me is careless, as if we were to stay silent forever. Another stronger side of me doesn't care and regrets ever meeting the blonde. That side is telling me to break off the friendship, and go back to the less complicated days of solitude.

I want to so badly to just forget, forget everything. To just go back to the way things were. The painful, yet familiar and comfortable ways I've come to miss. I just want to be alone again, I'm not good at being social and all that's happened…who knows if this friendship will survive. I don't care, I tell myself. I am fine if not better off alone. But inside there is a little pain, and I can't tell you exactly why I'm feeling it either. It's only Tuesday, but I can tell Naruto is already on the edge of exploding and saying something, asking me something. I don't care, I'll just stay quiet, and go along with any move he makes. After all I couldn't care less were this is heading, either way will be fine by me. I want to be alone, I want to forget something. If it's to forget I ever had a friend, or just forget that I've ever been kissed. Either way is fine by me, but I want to forget something.

The last bell rings, and I go out to meet my siblings by the car. Temari looks at me with worry for some reason, as we all get into the car. We drive home, dad isn't going to get home till late like usual. I go to my room and decide to start on some of my homework now. Then there came a soft knock at my door.

"Yes?" I call, signaling the person to come in. It was my sister, she walks towards me.

"What's been wrong with you?" She asks.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I state simply.

"You were doing so much better. And now today and yesterday you went back to your old self."

Why do you care?" I ask coldly, she's never cared before after all.

"Because you're my little brother. Is dad hurting you again?" She asks. Why all of a sudden is she acting like this? It pisses me off, and I turn around to glare at her. She's never cared if dad was hurting me or not. They both just always looked away.

My eyes soften when I meet hers. And I realize how soft being friends with Naruto has made me. "No, just leave me alone." I hiss out, just wanting her to leave. And she does so, closing the door behind her. Everything is changing and it's all because of Naruto. I just want to go back, back to the hate filled days of comfort. Back to where my brother and sister always turned the other cheek and my father would make any excuse to hurt me. Back to the days with no love. Back to the feeling and thoughts that made sense. Back to what is normal, for me at least. Because I can't stand were the tides are taking me. Where the current is changing and pulling me down into a whirlpool of confusing ideas of love.

Naruto's POV

This is so fucked up! I have no idea what the hell is on Gaara's mind, and I don't know what to do either. The last couple of days were so uncomfortable. Is he waiting for me to do something? 'Cause, hell if I know what to do. Didn't I already do my part? Didn't I kiss him? Wasn't that enough? Did he even get the message? Or is he just confused right know? I guess I should just wait and see where all this goes. After all if he's confused, then there's hope for me. Maybe he's never though of himself as gay and my kiss made him think. So it may be strange and awkward, but I'll have to go through these quiet days.

It's Friday, the whole time it's been the same story. The same awkward silence between us. We are in German class, everyone is talking, seeing as we have some free time. But I'm not talking, though I'd love to be talking. I look at the red head, who hasn't once looked at me. I sigh and the bell rings. We both gather our stuff and head to the lunch room. After getting my food, I once again stare at Gaara in front of me. If only he'd say something, if only I knew what he's waiting for. I get angry. I'm not going to go into the weekend letting this just hang in the air. Something has to be said and it's going to be said now!

I stand up, and slam my hand on the table. Gaara looks up at me, a little surprised. Others in the lunch room look our way, but soon go back to what they were doing before hand.

"Gaara I can't stand this anymore!" I practically yell at him. He looks at me, finally his eyes are on me. "I need to know, something, anything. Say something, please? It's driving me crazy here!" When that sentence was finished the red head looks down at his hands in his lap. I know what he's doing, trying to crawl back into the shell he's put himself into. Well I won't let him! I want some answers, and I want them now!

"Don't even." I glare at him, he glances up at me for a second. Then lets out a long breath.

"There's nothing to say Naruto." He tells me calmly.

"The hell there isn't! Answer me." I say sounding kinda desperate.

"Answer what? You never asked me anything!" My friend was angry now. And the sound of him yelling, the raising of his voice startled not only me. Everyone in the lunch room looks at us. Gaara looks around him, then lowers his head, before swiftly walking out of the lunch room.

I sit back down, finishing my food. Anger boiling inside me. Did I really have to ask anything? Wasn't it obvious what I meant? God, why does he have to be so fucking complicated!? I couldn't finish all my food and throw most of it away. Then I go to find Gaara. Not really knowing were he'd run off to. I check the boys bathroom first, but just my luck, he wasn't there.

I walk in the hallways, after sneaking past the teacher at the main door to the cafeteria. I think of all the places he could go off to. I stop in front of the German room. The teacher was on their lunch break as well, so there was no class. The room caught my eye, because the door was just a little bit open. I open the door all the way and step in. The class was dark, seeing as there were no windows. I try hard to see in the black. I would have easily missed Gaara in the corner with his dark clothes, if it weren't for his ring. The one I first stole from him. I saw the white of the carved cameo dove. Though the dove was tiny in the middle of the ring, I still saw it. And it showed me where the red head was.

I walk over to the spot in the far corner of the class room. My friend doesn't move, or even acknowledge my persence. I kneel down to his level, that's when he moved. He turns his green eyes to look at me. I smile, though I was mad earlier at him leaving, I couldn't help but smile.

I put my hand on his shoulder, feeling the need to comfort him. He seemed so much like a confused child, curled up like he is. I then lean in, and place my lips gently on his. He turns away, and his hand comes up to push on my chest. That gesture hurt and my heart stung.

"Don't…just ask me. Just tell me what you want. Because I don't get it." He explains.

"I want your love." I tell him, not really know what else to say.

"Why?" He whispers out, as if the words that just left my mouth hurt him.

"Because I fell in love with you." My friend shuts his eyes tightly. He pushes me away from him and gets up making his way towards the door. "Gaara?" He doesn't answer me and I take a step to follow my love.

"Don't!" He hisses out harshly and I let him go. For some reason feeling heartbroken, even though I didn't get an answer. I pretty much know what it is, or is going to be.

The next period with Gaara was even worse. I felt so out of place, like I screwed up big time. Why did I do all this? Why didn't I just leave our friendship alone? No, I just had to fuck this up. I was glad once school ended, though when I was in the car with my guardian he asked me questions. Concerned about my happiness, I didn't answer him. I didn't feel like talking, a first.

I go up into my room and look out the window. Into the window of my crush. I tell myself not to worry, that maybe all's not lost. Then Gaara enters his room, throwing his book bag on the floor, and just sliding down to the floor. His back against his bedroom door. He then put his head in his hands. He stays like this for a while, then gets up. I close my blinds, before he notices I'm watching him.

What was that all about? Does it have something to do with what I said to him? Is there hope? "I really do love you…" I whisper out into the empty room, somehow wishing my red headed angel could hear it.

A/N: The drama the confusion, it's great isn't it? Will Gaara finally give in, or is he still to unstable? Find out next chapter, bye.