Hello and welcome to my gaahina story titled as 'New Neighborhood' on it's newly and improved chapter called...chapter 8:D Sorry if it took so long D: (sorry if you thought that I forgot it or was dead or something...I just had a super huge mega extreme block!!...Blocks are evil !!!) well, this chapter is the painting chapter and maybe...the couple practice...maybe... Any who, here's this chapter and if you think that it is to small, shrink the web page in half. Oh, and I decided that I shall write it in a new way.

.:Recap: . "Ok. So, are we ready to go home?" Gaara said. "Ok, just wait, I ha ve to take these...ugh!...heavy...gallons...of...paint!" she said as she lifted the gallons. "Uh...do you need help?"Gaara asked. She nudged and asked him to take one. He took it and his hand suddenly hanged low. "Wow, this is heavy!"

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It was the day after the shopping, Hinata had woken up whit the sound big trucks; it was the carnival that was coming and installing the attractions. She did her usual morning ritual, get up, take a shower, eat break feast and got dressed. After that, she pushed all her furniture in the middle of each room and laid plastic on the floor so that she wouldn't satin the floor... after a few hours, it was finished and like on cue, the door bel rang; it was Gaara. She opened it and greeted him. At her surprise, he was in an odd shirt that was bigger then his usual size and some old ripped off pants. "Ohayoo(good morning), Hinata-chan" Gaara said as if he was happy. " Ohayoo Gaara-kun" Hinata said as she smiled and went to the side of the door so Gaara could enter. He did so and let fall on the floor the bag he had on his back and walked to the living room.

As he entered, he realized that the room was even bigger then last time; there were no furniture in the room. He was looking at the room like the first time he was here.

'...She...really is rich...'

'Heck, yeah!'

'...slap's forehead

'Hi to you too.'

'Why do you always have to appear when I think, can I at least have one day of free ?'

'Hmm...'

'Pwease??????????'

'sigh...fine...just 1 day! And, since I feel nice, you may choose when...'

' :D OK!!...I chose the day of the festival!!'

'Consider your self lucky...'

Gaara got out of his thoughts when he arrived at the center of the living room, he looked at the floor, seeing that it was covered whit plastic to not stain the floor. He looked at his right and saw the two cans of paint a paint brush on top of them.

Hinata appeared behind him, it scared him since he didn't heard her coming. "Ano...I didn't knew you wore that kind of clothes." Hinata said as Gaara turned around and saw his clothes. "Oh, this? It's my brother Kankuro's cloths." He answered. "Aren't you afraid that he would be mad at you by staining them?" "Nah, he's forgot this years ago when he last came...and besides...I'm sure he doesn't fit in it anymore..." "Oh..." Hinata finished.

They went to the corner where the cans of paint were. Hinata took the paint opener and tried her best to open it, but no luck. Gaara asked if he could open it and she gave it to him. He took it and bent to the paint. Put the can opener at the lid and started opening it, neither did he was able to open the dreaded pint. "Hinata...Stay back...This might get ugly..." Gaara said majestically as he got up from his kneeled position. "W-What are you going to do?" Hinata asked. Gaara had taken out a hammer out of nowhere and said "This..." .

Hinata walk backwards and was ready. He lift the hammer high, then, as he was pushing it down, Hinata shouted a small 'Wait!'. He stopped very quickly but boy did it hurt. He had stopped millimeters before touching the can. "What is it?" He asked whit a fake smile, hiding the pain in his arms. "Well, If you use the hammer, wouldn't you be closing the can harder...instead...of closing it..." Hinata said unsure if she should say it. Gaara sighed and sat on the ground and rubbed his chin while thinking "...your right..."

He sat for a while, thinking of a way to open the paint can of doom ( anything he wasn't able to do/open or do what other persons are able to, called it 'evil" or "of doom' ). Then. He looked at the paint can once more, and realized that it had a 'lift here' sticker. He slapped his fore head.

He got up, stand in a proud-full pose and said "Oy, hinata-chan, I figured it out. We can finally paint!". Hinata came back from the kitchen, she was doing a batch of cookies while he was at it. "What is it?" She said excitedly knowing that they can finally paint and posed the batch on the top of the stove so it can cool off. She went closer to him and waited patiently that he could tell him what was the soution.

As she lend out her arm to nudged his left shoulder, he said "...by the smell of the cookies, can you bring me one...please?" he turned at her whit an expression that said that he desperately needed one. She sighed and went to the kitchen. Gaara didn't want to let Hinata know that it was that simple to open the can, so, he made sure that she wouldn't be there to open it. He looked in the direction of the kitchen and quickly opened the can. Hinata came whit one cookie in her hand, and an other one in her mouth. She gave it to him and pouted when she saw the lid already open. She didn't want to bother him on how he opened it, so she let it go.

Little did Gaara knew, eating cookies gave him a little side effect, it made shukaku posses him, depending on the cookie though, the more it was good, the longer shukaku will control him. And sadly, the cookie was excellent.

Gaara got up and his head started to hurt. He put his hands on each side of his head and tried to make the pain go away, but, it was too late, Shukaku possessed him. Gaara first fell on the ground, then, Hinata went to him, startled at the sudden movement. She put one hand under his head in case he had hit his head in the process.

Gaara, who was actually Shukaku, got up and ignored Hinata. He took two paint brush, one in each hand. He dipped them in that paint, stared at the blank wall and narrowed his eyes. In his mind, he was in a cowboy suit and he was in a western field whit a ball of hay rolling in the back and the western song of when to men are front to front whit there guns ready( you got the idea). He shift position and held each paint brush like a gun. Hinata, who was wondering what was happening and approached him whit a worried look in her face. Out of nowhere, he said "Asta lavista...Baby..."

At first, Hinata thought that he was talking to her, so she closed her eyes, but when nothing happened, she opened her eyes to see a maniacal grin on his face glaring at the wall, then, hen shook the brushes like a wet dog to dry itself, and he got paint every where. Then, he dipped the brushed back in the paint, and started running side to side on each corner of the wall, painting it.

Hinata didn't knew what was happening, first, he was normal, then weird and now kid-ish. She rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't imagining stuff, and thus, it was real. She approached him from behind and put a hand on his shoulder; it startled him and he let out a yelp ( not the high pitch ones). His yelp made her yelped and she started choking on the remains of cookie she had in her mouth. As she cough she felt on her knees and hold herself on her knees coughing like mad.

Shukaku. Secretly loving his hime and not wanting to be accused of murder, he went to her and held her in his arm whit only one thing in mind...CPR...(ok, first kiss as Shukaku would say). As he licked his lip, he approached her slowly and were a few inches that there noses touched. Hinata looked at him wide eyed, she had stopped coughing but he apparently didn't noticed and before she knew it, his lips were touching hers. She was too surprised to do anything. He started pushing her on the floor whit his weight and deepened the kiss but Hinata held her hands on his chest, trying her best to push him back. Since he was obviously stronger and heavier then she was, he pinned her on the floor. He now had one hand behind her head and started playing whit her long silky hair. Hinata was furiously blushing. And then, being unable to support this anymore (even if she was starting to like this a bit), she slapped him.

Gaara finally came back to himself and wondered what he was doing on top of hinata, kissing and why his cheek hurts. He got off of her and sat aback. Rubbing the back of his head and then rubbing his cheek. "What happened...?" He said a little confused as he looked at the traumatized Hinata. "Y...you d-don't...r-remember..!?" She said in disbelief. How can he have not know what was happening when HE was the one he caused all this...misadventure.

"...No I don't..." he said as he got up and walked to Hinata to give her a hand to get up. She was uncertain of what he would do next. She slowly took his hand and got up and went to lay on the sofa, not looking at him.

Gaara felt an awkward feeling between the both of them. He decided to go sit next to her and talk about it. As he sat, Hinata ignored him and stared at the half painted wall. "...May I ask what happened?" Gaara said once he was comfortably sat on the couch. Hinata didn't answer and then looked at the floor.

He knew that meant that it was an awkward situation. He started to think about it. "Cookie, head ache, Hinata, floor, kiss, slap...Oh shit!!" He knew what happened. Shukaku got the control of him and did...something he wasn't sure what he did to her. He turned at her and calmly said: "Oy...Hinata-chan...gomen nessai...I didn't mean to do this...sigh...I have to tell you something..."

Hinata looked at him whit teary eyes and an expression that said to continue his explanation. "Well, you see...I know it sound's...weird but, I...sorta have...an other side of me, and, sometimes...it can take over me...so...I am not responsible of what I did..." Hinata looked at him confused . "Do you believe me?" He asked

"..." was Hinata's only reply. He took that as a no. He sighed and went closer to her and gently hugged her. "Please forgive me...I never wanted this to happened...you are my only friend...and I don't want to lose you...please...forgive me"

Hinata was startled by this. She felt like she was gonna cry, but held the tears inn. She hugged him back and let her tears flow down her cheeks. He patted her back and told her that it would be ok.

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After the mushy moment ( I ran out of dialog and action for that moment ; ). Hinata turned on the radio and they took there respectful paint brush and started painting. There was a song that had rhythm in it started to play. Hinata unconsciously started dancing to it and before she knew it, she started spinning and the brush accidentally slipped off her hand and felt on Gaara's gorgeous red hair. He twitched. Hinata put her hands on her mouth and stated blushing. Gaara felt that she must repay what she had done.

So...he dipped his paint brush, walk towards Hinata and panted her face. He started from her right cheek, passing on her nose, and to the left cheek. Hinata was surprised at this. She took his wrist and snatched the brush out of his hand and she did the same thing he did on her. He blinked and took the can of paint in his hands and threatened her to spill it all over her. She stood still and slowly put the paint brush on the plastic covered floor as a sign of surrender. He smirked.

After a few hours, they had finished and left the room before they got intoxicated by the smell of paint overload. Hinata decided to go clan her face from the paint. As she did that, Gaara looked at himself, he was such a mess. If his father would see him like this, god know what he would have done. He was the youngest child of the king of the desert; he was a prince. He was also the next one to take his father's place since the eldest was a girl, so she couldn't get the title and neither did his older brother since he was too 'immature' and he still played whit dolls. But, ever since he 'accidentally' killed a maid back at his home castle, he was banished from his home country, but, under one condition. He had to have a wife when he reached 18 and that he would 'control' his inner side (it was Shukaku who actually killed the maid) and thus, here he is.

Hinata left the bathroom and said to Gaara that he could clean himself now. He nudged and went in there. He looked in the mirror and for an instant, he thought he was looking at his brother Kankuro. He put his hands under the water that flew down the sink. He washed the paint off. He got out and was greeted by the good smell of dinner. He went to the kitchen and saw Hinata cooking something, but he couldn't see what since she was in front of him. "What are you cooking?" he asked as he came closer.

She turned around and saw that Gaara was just a few steps from her"Oh...It's just a little something". He took a glance at what she was cooking, there was 2 steaks, a large amount of vegetable on a frying pan and rice on a little cauldron. "Little something!? You do know that I am not eating here tonight...right?" he said while rubbing the back of his head. "...oh..." She looked backed at the meal she was cooking and hand her head low.

Seeing this, he felt bad and made a decision and he didn't cared if Temari would scold him when he got back home. "Sigh...fine...I'll stay for dinner..." Whit that said, she had a genuine smile on her face, then blushed at her reaction. "Ano... you don't need to..if you don't want to..." she said whit fidgeting er fingers.

Gaara suddenly realized how cute she was when she did that. The memory of what his father said came back in mind; he had to marry a girl if he wanted to go back to his home town. He looked at Hinata and he suddenly felt something in his chest. He never felt something like this. And he wanted to know what it meant.

End of chappy 8 :3 hope you liked it well, I made this from 10:30 pm to midnight D:, and I who promised to myself that I would sleep earlier tonight...oh well. I'm so glad that my block is FINALLY over !!! YATTA!! Oh, and sorry if the characters are a bit OOC (ell it is a humor/romance story :P )there's any misspelling and if you ever got lost while reading ; And just to make things clear: This story is far from ending and this story will take time before they are together...well...half of it...anyways, Good day and oyasumi-nessai!!