Written by Baby Cougar. Idea by DontMessWithAnime. She suggested I lock Gaara in a room with fifty fan girls, but Music and I decided, what the hell, why not the whole fan base?

The Fan base

I took Gaara to a place. Not just any place, but the Gaara fan base. Of course, he didn't know that. I told him that we were going on a treasure hunt.

"Why again are we doing this?" he asked me.

"Because it's fun and you had a deprived childhood. Shut up and let's go inside. I think it has started already." I told him.

"Cougar?"

I sighed. "Yes, Gaara?"

"My fan girl senses are tingling. Are you sure this is the right place?"

Uh oh. I forgot about those fan girl senses. All the boys have them, especially Sasuke. Oh well. We were at the back door. I couldn't take him in the front because there was a huge sign that said "Gaara Fan Club and Cosplayers" in huge letters. That would be a dead giveaway. I was only even bringing him because Music had said that he was staying with me in Konoha today, and many of the people she told were friends of mine and total fan girls. So, of course, I got begged until I said yes. Unfortunately, treasure hunt was the only excuse I could come up with.

We reached the door. It locked on the outside, perfect. I opened it.

"You first."

He went ahead of me. I knew as soon as he saw the inside of the room he would know I was lying, so when he peeked in I pushed him in, slamming the door behind me and locking it, backing up to the brick wall across from it, laughing.

I could hear loud, high-pitched squealing, as well as screams from Gaara. I watched the door, and saw sand start leaking out of the lock. It clicked and the door swung open. Boy am I glad Music helped Gaara grow his hair back.

Gaara flew out and tried to shut the door from behind him, but several arms coming out prevented that. When pain finally registered, the arms disappeared behind the door and Gaara shut it. He locked it and leaned back against it. He was breathing heavily. After he caught his breath, he looked up at me, giving me the ultimate death glare. Tufts of hair had been ripped out, his gourd ripped off, and his left sleeve was missing. I would get the gourd back later.

"You know, Cougar, I wonder, why am I even friends with you?"

"Because, sweet thang, I, as well as Music, am not afraid of you or Shukaku. And you probably don't fear me as much as Music because I am not your fan girl. I'm Shino's."

"I still hate you."

"Yeah, I pretty much figured that out."

Yeah, well, this isn't my best. Updates would be more frequent if Music wrote hers more often. Mine are always written before she even gets to hers. I will bet she hasn't even started chapter six yet. Oh well. Actually, by the time this gets out, six will be posted. ANYWAY, review! Thanx! Hope you like it, Anime! Sorry if it's pretty bad, this is the sixth fic I've written today, so my creative juices are starting to dry up.

PS: I was right. She wrote it a little while ago.