"Never mind."

Gaara turns away, staring at the ground. I'm not really sure what to say, I thought he didn't want me to sit with him.

"I… uh... I didn't want to bother you… I mean, you seemed annoyed with me sitting there and all, so uhhh…… yeah."

'Whole sentences Uzumaki, whole sentences.'

'Well, aren't you making a total fool of yourself?'

'Nows not the time, bitch.'

I look up to see him looking straight at me, and Kami-sama! He's gorgeous. He just stares for a few minutes, as I shift nervously under the weight of his deep green eyes. He finally turns away, letting out a deep sigh.

"I guess I'm not very good at this type of thing…"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

He gets up suddenly, and turns to walk away, the stops.

Without glancing back he almost growls out the words "sit with me."

Gaara showing emotion nearly causes me to faint, it's a first, and it's directed at me. Still, he sounded angry, so I guess I made a mistake.

I wait for the bell to ring then start making my way to class, then changing my mind, turning around to walk out the door, then out the gate, into the street.

At the rate I'm going, I'm sure to fail.

I decide to take a walk around the block, needing to clear my head. I'm pretty sure I'm never going to graduate. My mind needs a rest, everything's too crazy. I mean, I'm crazy enough as it is, what with hearing voices and such, but this is going to put me in the crazy house!

The big welcoming sign of 'Starbucks' lures me in; I stop just before the door to fish through my pockets for change. I'm not really one for coffee but I'd have to be crazy (-er) to not love their brownies, besides its A LOT closer than the ramen stand.

I wait in line a while until I'm finally up in the front. The skinny blonde girl working the register smiles politely then starts to ask me for my order, then takes a double take. Her eyes widen "Naruto?!"

"Uh… hi… yeah, um, I'll have a chocolate…"

"So it is you!!"

"Umm, who are you?!"

"I'm Temari, Gaara's big sister!"

"Gaara has…. Siblings?!?!"

The thought of my Gaara actually having siblings, let alone a family, strikes me as odd for some reason.

"Oh, shit." Temari realizes she's holding up the line.

"Okay, so what will you be having?"

I take a seat and begin to devour my big, delicious, chocolaty piece of heaven when I hear someone slide into the seat in front of me. I look up and am greeted by blue eyes and spiky blonde pony tails.

"So…. Your Naruto….?"

"Didn't we cover this already? Anyways, how do you know who I am?"

"Gaara told me, obviously."

Well, she was defiantly the more talkative of the two.

'Why would Gaara be talking about me…?'

'Maybe he told her about your disgusting little love confession.'

'Shut the fuck up!'

"I will never understand that boys taste… he sure is a strange one…"

"Huh?" I look up, realizing that she had still been talking the whole time.

She leans across the table suddenly, her face only inches away from mine.

"I swear, if you ever hurt him… you'll regret it."

She smiles and stands up, pushing in her chair and fixing her work apron, returning to her duties behind the counter.

"I guess strange runs in the family… what the hell was that all about?" I mutter to myself as I exit the building.

I walk as slowly as possible back to school, taking in the nice day.

By the time I get there the bell rings to end 8th period rings. I make my way to last period, Orochimaru-Sensai's history class just in time to catch the pervert staring at Sasuke's ass.

I swear, that guy is seriously sick.

I take a seat next to the shy girl Hinata, Sasuke stares at me from his seat across the room then turns to glare at Gaara, who doesn't seem to notice, and our Sensei is up front fixing his make up. He pauses, and without looking up tells us our assignment for the day.

"Were going to be working in groups of four. Each of your chairs has a number on it and whichever number you have is the group you are working in. Don't try to switch groups; I have it all by memory." He continues caking on his black eyeliner.

I sit up and look to the bottom of my seat to see a big fat purple four taped onto it.

'Ugh…. Why purple?'

I look up to catch a glimpse at our teacher's nails and wince.

I look around to see everyone already into groups except for three other people.

Gaara sits facing forward, Sasuke is still staring at me, Hinata is looking down at her feet.

"Hey, Hinata-chan, what number do you have?"

"I… umm… I have... um... f-f-four…"

"Oh! Me too!" I grin.

"Naruto, so you have four too." Sasuke gives me one of his creepy grins and starts walking across the room, Gaara gets up too, receiving another trademarked Uchiha Death Glare.

"I'm with you." He beats Sasuke to the seat infornt of me and I can't help but grin. Having Gaara in my group makes up for having that damn Sasuke.