i kinda really liked writing this chapter. it was fun. and the song that inspired the mushy part with kankurou,kiba,and naruto with thier girlfriends was 'everything' by Lifehouse. i know it isn't to good buy i'm working on getting better.

also i keep forgetting to do the disclaimer so : I do not own Naruto, if i did Gaara and me would be off somewhere.

Chapter 4

They had questioned me endlessly. I thought for sure that they would figure out my secret, because on some of the questions I would hesitate. Like the question, what is your favorite model.

I had choked on my own spit, because hello! Model? What was I supposed to say to that? I was a girl dressed as a guy, and I didn't know any models. And I was pretty sure they wanted to know a female model. I shuddered at the thought and just told them I didn't have one. Naruto looked disapointed, while Kiba looked all knowing.

"Come to my room later, and i'll show you a real model." he had told me, his face smug.

Naruto then asked me if I had a girlfriend. Again I shuddered. But I didn't want them to think I was gay. Then they would avoid me. So very carefully I answered the only way I could.

"I'm not really looking for one."

It went on and on for about an hour like this. Questions on top of questions. Naruto and Kiba did most of the talking while Gaara sat quietly straddling his chair. Ever now and again I would find myself absently wishing the chair was me.

Shaking my head of my thoughts, again, I sighed and looked at Kiba who was currently trying to think of yet another question to ask me.

"Ah I got one! What are your parents like." he asked loudly, as he held his pointer finger up.

I blanched at his question and swiftly averted my gaze to the floor. I didn't know the answer to that, because I never knew them. I was adopted by strangers as a job booster. I never knew my real parents. All I did know was that they had died, and that I looked most like my mother with my father's eyes.

"Ano. . . Gomenasai Mat. Did I say something wrong?" Kiba said apologetically and tilted his head toward me.

"N-no, it's fine." I took a deep breath and looked back up to their curious expressions, even Gaara looked interested. "It's just. . . I never knew them. I'm adopted. If you could call it that."

"Don't worry Mat. Me to, I'm adopted. My father figure is Iruka-sensei. He is the coach for the soccer team here." Naruto stated proudly.

Kiba grinned and nodded in agreement. "The soccer team is awsome this year. We have Shikamaru."

I looked over at Gaara, but he was busy looking out the window from his seat. He seemed to be a little distant, like he was somewhere else.

"What are you hiding under that hat?" Kiba asked suddenly as he reached over and made a grab for my tobagan.

"NO!" I yelled as I clamped my hands on the edges of my hat and yanked it further on my head. I rolled backwards, getting away from Kiba and his curious hands, and hit the wall with a dull thud.

Kiba stopped his advances and began to laugh, while Naruto rolled back and forth with his own fit of hysterical cackles. Gaara stared at me with a smirk on his face and amusement shining in his eyes.

I sat up carefully, eyeing Kiba all the while, until I was sitting crosslegged on my mattress, all three boys in my line of vision.

"I just - " I cleared my throat quickly, it was to high pitched to belong to a 17 year old boy. "I just. . . have a . . . a bad hair cut!" I finished lamely.

"Suuuure you do. But don't worry, we'll see what your hiding soon enough." Kiba promised with a mischevious glint in his eye.

"I hope not." I muttered quietly.

"What was that?" Naruto asked, his blonde head cocked to the side.

"Uh...Nothing." I said quickly.

Inside I was a mess. If they kept it up, they would see that i'm a girl hands down. I just hope for my own sake that they keep out of my stuff. If they poked around in my room, they were bound to find some 'feminine items' deep in my clothes drawer. I could feel Gaara's gaze on me, but I refused to look at him. If I did, I was bound to have a blush cover my entire body.

Just then a boy came barreling down the hallway,practically screaming bloody murder, threw open our door, and collapsed in a heap on the threshold. His brown hair was matted in places from his sweat and his clothes were rumpled and wrinkled with grass stains. He lifted his head slowly and looked at Gaara, almost pleadingly.

Gaara looked at him with a bored expression.

"Again?" Gaara asked, albeit annoyed.

I looked curiously between the two, then looked at Naruto with a confused expression.

"This is Kankurou, Gaara's brother. His girlfriend, Tenten, must have caught him peeking at her at the park pool's dressing room, again." Naruto cleared up for me. Kiba rolled his eyes while Gaara sighed in aggrivation.

"She br-... huff ...she brought...huff...friends!" the brunette shrieked from his place on the ground.

"Friends?" Kiba repeated.

"KANKUROU! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW!" a girl's voice demanded from somewhere out in the hallway.

With a surprised 'Eep!'Kakurou scrambled from his place on the floor to hide behind his red haired brother. I stayed in place on the bed watching the happenings unfold before with a look of amusement etched on my face.

For the second time that day, the door was flung open. In stepped a girl with brown hair tied in two mousy buns on her head, and chocolate brown eyes. She had on denim pants with holes in the knees, sneakers, and a white tank top that reached midriff.

Her face held a deadly scowl, while two other girls stepped into the room behind her. One had midnight blue hair that reached her slim waist, and lavender white colored eyes. She looked frightened, but determind. The other girl shocked me enough to almost make me fall off my bed. She had bright pink shoulder length hair, and petal green eyes that flashed with anger. Her hands were on her hips as she looked around the room, scanning for Kankurou I guessed.

Kiba called out the name "Hinata?" at the same time Naruto called "Sakura?" with equal surprise. Comprehension dawned on me. Ah, the girlfriends. I leaned foreward on my mattress, waiting for something to happen.

"Kankurou." The one known as Tenten said slowly.

I glanced over at Kankurou hiding behind Gaara, and was shocked to say the least. He wasn't frightened like I was expecting. His brown eyes were soft and smoldering. And he was gazing at the Tenten girl like a husband looks at his wife on their wedding day. In fact, all the guys in the room were looking at their girlfriends like that.

It was like they had been deprived of them for a long while and were finally getting back the things that gave them oxygen. Sappy lovers. They had been cooped up to long in this boy school.

I glanced at Gaara, seeing if he was eyeing a girl like that. He wasn't. He was looking out the window again. I wondered if he had someone like that.

"Hinata." Kiba said softly. He strided across the room, and wrapped the blue haired girl in his embrace. Said girl's face flushed an empressive shade of red, before she shyly wrapped her small arms around Kiba's waist.

Naruto walked silently up to the one I guessed as Sakura, and stood in front of her. He lowered his head and gazed at her through his lashes with his sky blue eyes. Sakura's angry expression wavered a moment, then fell completely at the way he was acting like a reprimended puppy. With a grin, he hugged her from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder facing the room. Both him and Kiba looked content.

"Kankurou, you pervert." Tenten growled.

Kankurou didn't look like he heard it. He was to busy staring at the angry girl to notice her insult. She had her hands clenched into fists at her side, and a death glare on her face. You could tell she was struggling to stay angry.

"Why were you peeking? It's gross!" her frustrated tone was forced, as was her angry expression.

"I wanted to see you." He replied. He crossed the room to her and wrapped her in his arms. She huffed out an angry breath before she spoke again.

"You still didn't have to come peek into the dressing room." she said indignatly.

"I'm sorry." his apology was sincere, and her angry demeanor melted away as she hugged his chest.

I mentally scoffed at them. Were was the action? Where was the girly shrieking, furniture throwing, male bashing action? Stupid lovers. I wanted to see someone get hit.

A snort was heard from Gaara as he glared at the three lovers.

"Get that shit out of my room." he said in an angry tone.

I barely contained the snickers bubbling up my throat. His expression showed how annoyed he was and how he didn't much appreciate the 'loving' going on so close to his vicinity. I could relate. I was wanting someone to go through the window.

"Your just jealous you don't have a girl, Gaara." Kankurou said as he turned away from Tenten at his side. "You need to get out more."

"I'm fine." Gaara growled out.

"It is late. We need to walk the girls home anyway." Naruto said in a thoughtful tone.

"Yeah okay." Kiba agreed and took Hinata's hand in his and led her to the door where Sakura and Naruto where already disappearing through.

"Later Mat, Gaara." Naruto called out from the hallway.

"See you guys tomorrow." Kiba waved.

"Ja ne Kiba." I said in a bored tone.

Gaara nodded in his direction and rose to fingers to his head in a mock salute. I almost let a whimper escape. How he managed to make a salute look so godly was beyond me.

"See ya. And it was nice meeting you Mat. Later." Kankurou raised his hand in a backward wave as he followed his little heartthrob out the door like a lost puppy.

I could see the resemblance in Gaara and Kankurou, if only a little bit. They both had the same face structure, and messy hair. Though Kankurou's physique was broader than Gaara's, it was still similar. Though Gaara's was so much more attractive. . .

I shook the thought out of my mind before I could take it any further. I got off my bed and walked over to the dresser, retrieving a clean set of clothes.

"Where is the shower room at?" I asked as I faced Gaara, who was shifting through the drawers in his desk.

"Down the hall to the left." he said as he removed his hand, producing a blank CD.

"Thanks." I nodded at him and started out of the room.

It was about time I got out of there. I was positive if I stayed any longer, that scent would have had me drooling a lake around my ankles. Besides, I needed a shower. I just hoped, for my innocent eyes' sake, that there was no one else in the shower room. I was fairly sure that I would not be able to handle that kind of pressure.

ok i know that pretty much sucked but i had other things on my mind. but anyway, what is waiting for Matsuri in the shower room? will she survive? find out in (insert dramatic music) chapter . . . . 5 i think. yep ch.5