And here's the next chapter of Bad Boy, please do enjoy.

Hinata's eyes were wide in disbelief and pain. Gaara, who might not have been the kindest to her before, had suddenly changed from a passionate man to an angry and terrifying being in front of her.

His eyes were bloodshot, with a tint of gold, his lips over his teeth as an attempt to growl, and his figure was bent downwards as he looked at her from a side angle.

W-what happened. Hinata questioned as she took a step backwards.

Gaara saw the fleeing young girl and mimicked each step she took. The poor, frightened girl tried to go faster, but he was much quicker; he reached out to grab her, but her foot got caught under a rock, and she face-planted on the dry grass. Hinata coughed up the dust that reached her lungs. Looking behind her, she tried to escape, but he caught her arm.

"Ah!" Hinata screamed as Gaara's fingers tightened around her arm. "P-please... G-Gaara... L-let m-me g-go." She closed her eyes as he brought her face level with his.

"Hinata...Hinata." He rolled her name over his lips as if tasting it.

His voice... W-why is his voice different? Hinata thought, This is not Gaara!

"I want to rip you to shreds-"

"Gaara!" Hinata turned around to see non-other than the young blonde man, Naruto.

Gaara turned away from the dark beauty and looked at the blond man.

"Naruto." Gaara chuckled, "Here again!" He cracked.

Hinata finally saw the gun he was holding, pointing it with precision and comfort. He knew where to strike and when. Hinata swallowed thickly as she took deep and slow breaths.

"G-Gaara?" Hinata asked.

"Hm?" Gaara turned his head to look at the frightened girl in his arms.

"M-maybe, w-we s-should l-listen t-to N-Naruto..." She coaxed, hoping he would listen to her.

She saw his eye light up, and he laughed hysterically, his head thrown back.

"Rasa!" Naruto shouted, cocking his gun.

Gaara abruptly let Hinata go and turned his full attention to the blonde.

"Naruto..." Gaara warned.

Rasa? Hinata thought briefly, shaking her head at the questions that began resurfacing.

"I'm warning you one last time...Rasa." Naruto took a step forward, "And we both know what's going to happen if you don't go back to sleep."

Gaara, or Rasa instead, gave a slight smirk and looked to Hinata. He winked and, within a blink of an eye, he raced towards Naruto in an attempt to swap the gun from his hands; however, Naruto knew what he was going to do; he twirled around and knocked Gaara, Rasa, unconscious with the back of the gun, ending the slight fight between the two.

"W-what..." Hinata shook her head as she found the words difficult to say.

"Yeah..." Naruto said lazily, looking at the fragile girl in front of him, unable to find the words himself. "Well, that happened, haha." He laughed. However, Hinata only looked at him with more confusion.

Naruto coughed, "Well, you see. It's Gaara." He brought a hand to the back of his head and rubbed it frantically, "He has... He has a sort of... Multiple people are going on in his head; now, normally, he can control it, but today just wasn't his day, haha."

"O-Oh." Hinata looked at the redhead lying on the ground; reaching down to rest on her knees, she gently placed a hand on the back of Gaara's head, "L-like a... M-multi p-personality d-disorder?" She questioned.

"Yeah!" Naruto shouted, "That's exactly it!"

Hinata bit her lip as she felt along the back of his head for any lumps or bruises; his hair was so soft, she also noted; as she felt along and traced her fingers to his face, softly and timidly, she brought his head to rest on her thigh and looked at his relatively peaceful face.

"D-Do y-you k-know w-when h-he'll w-wake u-up?" She looked up at Naruto; he was standing awkwardly with his hand behind his head.

"In an hour or so." He shrugged, "I guess we better take him back to his apartment."

Apartment? Hinata's eyes light up at the prospect.

Hinata shrunk into her shoulders as she debated where she was headed. She was going to see his apartment. It filled her with such joy she never knew of but also fear. She was going to Gaara's apartment without his consent, granted he is unconscious, and the best thing to do is take him home, but he hasn't directly asked her to go to his apartment.

"Well, up you go!" Naruto lifted Gaara up and rested him on his shoulders, "I don't think he would like it too much if I carried him bridal style." Naruto winked at Hinata and laughed, then he nudged his head in the opposite direction Hinata had come and started walking in the direction of Gaara's house.

Hinata stayed in her position as she debated whether or not she should follow the blond or go home.

"I'm pretty sure Gaara has a dog," Naruto called over his shoulder.

She ran up and ran after them both.

Hinata looked around her surroundings, the old crooked buildings with smashed windows and children running barefoot and splashing in the puddles, loose woman out looking and catcalling for men. Strange and terrifying men looting stores or sitting out on the curb with drinks and cigarettes in hand.

This was one dodgy neighbourhood.

Hinata stuck close to Naruto, who seemed oblivious to the frightened girl beside him. It wasn't until Hinata bumped into him that he realised the young girl was with him. He was humming a tune to himself and singing along with the beat, completely forgetting Hinata.

"Oh crap!" He groaned, "I completely forgot you were with me! damn it, we would have gone the back way!" He whined to himself, taking the young girl by the hand and leading her into an alleyway.

He thinks this is much safer! Hinata's eyes widened, and she held onto one of Gaara's hands, swinging around Naruto's back. She was much more scared here than she was out in the open. Hinata shirked when she heard a growl behind her.

"A-ah, N-Naruto?" Hinata looked behind her, "I-I t-think t-there's s-something b-behind us?"

"Hm?" Naruto stopped and looked around.

Suddenly a four-legged creature jumped out of its hiding place and pranced on Hinata, making her fall to the wet ground.

"Shukaku!" Naruto shouted; the large dog looked at Naruto and then at the young girl underneath him; he edged his head sideways and proceeded to give big, wet licks all over Hinata's face. Hinata giggled over how rough and wet the giant dog's tongue was.

"Yeah, yeah, she's a girl, a nice girl. Now get off her!" Naruto shooed Shukaku with his foot and brought a hand down for Hinata to reach, "He, not a bad dog, just very protective of his master's things, especially Gaara himself."

"O-oh," Hinata said as he dusted herself off.

Naruto abruptly kicked open a broken, wired door and walked in with Gaara and Shukaku. Hinata cautiously walked in, wondering if Naruto had entered the suitable building. Looking around the apartment, or what little there was in there, she found a relatively spacious living/bedroom; there was, what she presumed, Gaara's rather large bed beside the window, which could see all over the city she lived in, and a spacious kitchen which overcrowded another doorway.

Naruto threw Gaara on his bed, and Shukaku instinctively walked over to his master and rested himself between his legs.

"Ah, that should do it. He should wake up soon; give him my hello." Naruto said, walking over to the broken door and lifting it up to rest on the wall beside the doorway.

"Y-you're l-leaving m-me?" Hinata asked with worry.

"Ah, don't worry, he only goes through one person's phrase; he'd be too alert for it to happen again anyway; Shukaku here will protect you if anything happens. He could never harm the dog no matter who he is!" Naruto gave her the thumbs up and briskly walked out.

Hinata was then left to herself. She hugged her arms to her chest as she looked around the room again. It was an ancient building needing an extreme makeover. How could someone who made as much money as he did from his... Work needs more to renovate this place. She saw boxes litter the kitchen and old cutlery sitting in a dirty sink.

Does Gaara really live here?

She turned her head when she heard a whimper. She walked over to Gaara and placed herself beside him. He opened his eyes from the window side and shielded them from the sun with the back of his hand and then looked over to see Hinata with tears in her eyes.

"Oh...G-Gaara..." She cried, nesting herself in his arms.

She felt Gaara stiffen in her arms till he relaxed and wrapped his arms around her. He placed his head between the crook of her neck and shoulders, inhaling her scent.

"What did I tell you about your stutter?" He asked.

Hinata lifted herself from him and looked at him shyly, His back to himself again. She thought sadly.

"I'm... Sorry." She bowed her head in shame.

Gaara lifted her chin to meet his eyes, "What did I do to you?" He narrowed his eyes, but she could she concern.

"N-nothing-" She saw him shake his head, "Nothing... N... Naruto came... And he... stopped you from... doing anything." Hinata took a breath between each word; she wanted nothing more than to please him.

"Are you sure?" He sat up, disturbing Shukaku's sleep.

"Yes..." She nodded her head.

Gaara took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Seemingly content with her answer, he pulled her head to his chest and let her rest for a little while. Then, he opened his eyes and allowed Hinata to untangle herself from him.

"Shukaku," Gaara called. The large dog opened his eyes and looked towards his companion, "Take Hinata outside and play ball." Gaara got up from his position and pulled a phone from his back pocket; he nudged his head to Hinata towards the door.

Hinata nodded as she followed the large dog outside to 'play ball'. Hinata knew it was just an excuse for her to leave the room, but she respected his privacy, granted she was a little offended when he told her to 'play ball' with the dog instead of actually saying he needed to talk to someone in private; she obeyed.

Shukaku came back with a rather old and tattered ball; he sprinted up to her, splashing the dirty water all over and excitedly wagged his tail; he dropped the ball from his wet mouth and nudged it with his nose to where Hinata was standing.

Oh, so he actually wants to play ball. Hinata giggled as she picked up the ball and threw it lightly down the end of the alleyway; Shukaku obediently ran after the ball, and then he came running back and forth as Hinata continued to throw the ball.

Gaara paced the room as he waited for the other person on the end of the phone to pick up. He ran a hand through his hair as he glanced nervously towards the door, hoping Hinata wouldn't peek in and see his distorted manner.

"Hello?" Gaara heard a giggle.

"Naruto!" Gaara rasped, "I've been calling you for the last 10 minutes! Where were you?" He asked.

"Oh, I know; I've been watching the calls, haha." Naruto laughed.

"Naruto..." Gaara brought a hand to his face in shame; why was he friends with him again? "I need every detail of what happened at the park; Hinata said nothing happened, but she might just be too afraid to tell me?"

"Yeah, what did she tell ya?" He heard a ruffle in the back but thought nothing of it.

"That you stopped me and nothing else happened."

"Yeah, pretty much." Gaara heard another giggle; he arched his 'brow' but shook his head.

"Naruto..." Gaara warned.

"Oh, you did sorta make out with her; it seems like Rasa was going to tear her clothes off and do her right then and there." Naruto laughed again, "Which reminds me, do you want some condoms?"

"Tch, I'll talk with you later." Gaara shook his head in disgust.

"Cool, I need to get back some loving anyway, hehe." Gaara heard a woman's moan, "Damn condom!" Naruto yelled, and he quickly hung up before he heard anything else.

Gaara brought both hands to his face, "I need a shower." He said before he took his clothes and threw them on the floor as he climbed over the kitchen counter and into the bathroom, forgetting all about Hinata and Shukaku.

Hinata threw the ball one last time as she sighed and looked up at the sky, there was still plenty of daylight left, but she knew it was late afternoon, and she was beginning to become hungry.

I wonder if Gaara is finally finished his call. Hinata thought suddenly; peeking through the broken door, she tried to see if Gaara was in the room somewhere. Finding that he was not, she walked back into the apartment with Shukaku in toll. She saw clothes littered the floor, clothes Gaara had previously been wearing today.

Has he wandered off somewhere naked? Hinata thought; she looked around the room but found no other door besides the one behind the kitchen counter. Perhaps his gone in there? She questioned; she bit her lip as she debated whether or not she should go looking for him.

He took a nasty fall to the ground. I don't want to find him unconscious somewhere! Hinata finally concluded; she walked over to the kitchen bench and climbed over the vertical bar, being mindful of the boxes littering the floor. Fixing her clothes and hair, she knocked on the door.

"G...Gaara?" She called.

Gaara walked into the bathroom, all in his naked glory; he was staring at his reflection again, the scars and scrapes that mirrored his body, reminding him of past mistakes. He closed his eyes as he held the spot above his heart, the terrible and horrible memory of the scar.

"G...Gaara?" He heard a timid voice; he looked over the door, the entire length of his body in full view of the shy girl, Hinata.

"O-oh..." She stuttered as she looked him up and down; a blush covered her cheeks, almost as red as a tomato. "V-very...H... Handsome." Hinata choked on her words as she said them, she brought her hands to her face and went to turn around, but Gaara caught her arm.

He turned her around and caught her lips in an erotic kiss. She moaned in his mouth as his tongue asked for permission, which she granted; she brought her hands to feel his blood-red hair as his hands wrapped around her torso and brought her body closer to his length.

"Oh, Gaara baby!"

Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter, please R/R, I do love them.