“What are you doing?” came a voice from behind her, causing [Name] to turn around, smiling when she saw who addressed her.
“Gaara... I'm just moving these pots for my mom,” she stated, motioning towards the giant clay pots on the ground. Her mother liked to make and sell pottery, so [Name] helped her out when she didn't have anything else to do.
“Let me help,” Gaara stated, the sand below the pots beginning to move as he continued to stare at the [color] haired girl in front of him. He could tell that [Name] was feeling hot and he smiled at her, deciding to tease her. No doubt his village would go crazy if they found out their Kazekage was dating anybody.
While [Name] was distracted watching him
man kind, does it?
As the demon of sand, what did love mean to Gaara? A hopeless effort? A wasted attempt?
Or was it just never meant to be? It had always just seemed like a mix of all three. But recent events were starting to trouble him.
It had all been the fault of his brother to begin with. With his stupid puppets, and insistency that the Kazekage learn a side skill.
"Sasori-sama would be the best to teach you, otouto."
Gaara in turn scowled. Im not going to learn from some S-rank criminal.
Ex-criminal, Gaara. The Akatsuki thinks he is dead, remember...
Lee seemingly popped up from nowhere and placed a hand on his friends shoulder; he was all fo
A blonde head snapped to his side where the voice had come from, but all he was met with was darkness. He panicked, not knowing what was going on, when he heard the voice call his name again. "Hello?!" He called out into the nothingness around him. He wasn't even sure if he was standing on anything, really, until he felt himself starting to fall, wind rushing past him at high velocities, making his topaz hair wisp every which way.
"NARUTO!!!!!' The voice called again, and even though Naruto could hear it, he couldn't see the person, or thing, that was calling him. He was trapped, paralyzed, stuck in that one spot. Even if it felt like he was moving, he wasn't. Everything was just an illusion....until he was smacked across the face. HARD.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Naruto shot up, eyes wide, beads of sweat forming at the peak of his hair. He was looking into a pair of black-encircled teal eyes, and his own narrowed aggravatedly. "What, Gaara?" He aske
Lees face turned a startling shade of red at the interruption.
Its not what you think Naruto
He quickly pushed the redhead off of him who was giving an extremely sulky expression to the other two boys. Lee abruptly handed over the bag of sweets to his kazekage friend.
The older leaf sighed heavily as his friend snatched at the bag happily before munching away on a cookie. The brown gaze turned to the blonde.
I was teasing him..and he tackled me for the cookies
An icy glare abruptly focused on the blonde, and the older boy.
You should know better. Havent you learned by now? Fool.
Lee laughed slightly at Gaaras reply and turned to Naruto. See? Nothing to worry about, and certainly nothing inappropriate going on. The sound of cookies being eaten halted as Gaara swallowed hurriedly and stared at the two questioningly.
What do you