To those who've read this already, I've edited it, and I think it's much better, so if you're willing, re-read and tell me what you think. It'll be greatly appreciated!

Disclaimer: Psh. I wish this show was mine. It would be all yaoi! Yum! lol

Warning: boy/boy relationships. So homophobes beware and flee!

Gaara's POV

"Well, here we are, kiddo," Temari said with a smile.


The painful rise and fall of butterflies in my stomach grew stronger as I looked up at the intimidating building. High school…

"High school!" she said cheerfully.

"Do you have to be so happy about it?" I deadpanned.


I sighed as my sister turned to me to fix my collar. "But it's a good change; a new place, a new high school. And you're a sophomore now, so you don't have to run and hide on Freshmen Beat-down Day!"

I scowled. "I only had to run and hide on Freshmen Beat-down Day because you and Kankurou were the ones beating me down!"

Temari chuckled guiltily and ruffled my hair. "Oh, c'mon Gaara! Leave the past in the past! Besides, we were just kidding!"

I narrowed my eyes. "You two had baseball bats…"

"Kidding I tell you!"

"Uh huh."

Temari's face became more serious, her hand still resting on my head. "Just don't let anyone find out about your little secret, and you'll be fine."

As if I didn't know. "No problem."

I didn't want to think about what happened at my last school. I shuddered. It had been so horrible.

"Hey, don't think about that," Temari said, as if reading my mind. "Just open up and people will get to know you better; the real you. You really have a nice smile, kid. You should show it to people more often. C'mon."

I fell instep beside her as we walked up the stairs to the front door.

"Besides, I think smiling is the only thing that will cancel out that emo getup."

I felt a small pang of annoyance. "It's not emo, it's unique."

She remained quiet for a moment. "If you're emo and you're happy, clap your hands…"

She gave me a sideways look and frowned at my silence. "You're supposed to clap your hands, emo boy!"

"Emos are not happy."

She smiled triumphantly. "So you admit it, then?"

"Admit what?"

"Being emo."

"Emo? What-ah dammit! No! You tricked me!"

"Now clap your hands, emo monkey! Clap!"

"Temari, if you continue making fun of me, you'll bruise my emo self-esteem, which is practically non-existent as it is!" I said sarcastically.

I marched ahead of her into the building. To my relief, it was practically empty. Where the hell was everyone?

"The office is this way," Temari said, making a left down the wide hallway.

We had moved and I had been enrolled here at such a short notice, I'd never seen the school inside before. It was so clean, practically spotless, and the lockers weren't anything like those tiny toothpicks at my old school. There was a "GO PANDAS!" banner on the wall.

Pandas? The Konoha Pandas? Oh God no…

"Hey, Gaara…." Temari said in a singsong voice.

"Don't. Don't you dare."

She giggled, but didn't say anything else.

As we passed the doors to the cafeteria, I froze in shock and stared. I suddenly found myself remembering the horrible days when my little cousins made me watch High School Musical with them. I shuddered. Fuckin' Troy…

"Temari, if people randomly burst into song, I cannot be blamed for my actions, injuries of others, and deaths. Alright?"

She snorted and pulled me along to the office where I got my student ID and my school schedule.

"How is it?" she asked as we left the office.

I shrugged, my eyes still scanning the paper. "It's seems okay, except for double chemistry. Dammit. I heard from other kids that it's all formulas and equations. What's the point if we don't get to blow things up?"

My sister laughed. "I asked my teacher the same question," she said.

"Just remember," Temari said quietly. "Just don't let anyone find out about your secret, and you'll be fine."

The bell rang and I suddenly heard the far-off sound of chattering and footsteps.

"No pressure."

She smiled. "No pressure. Good luck, panda-chan!"

I scowled half-heartedly. "I know were you live!" I called after her.

I stared at my schedule and walked up and down the crowded hallways, searching for my homeroom.

Ok, those are juniors…ack, seniors! Dead-end…two people (teachers) making out-did not need to see that…I'm…I'm…probably on the-

"Wrong floor?"

I wheeled around at the voice. A guy with raven-black hair was standing in front of me, a light smirk on his lips. He was pretty hot, but I didn't like the arrogant look on his face. Nor did I like the lingering smell of vampire on him. It was so faint, I could almost be mistaken.

"Probably," I replied emotionlessly.

My lack of interest didn't faze him.

"You know," he started, pushing me against the wall and lifting my chin, "I could show you around. I'm sure I could help..."

He leaned his face in closer, but I swatted at the hand and pushed him aside.

"Sorry, not my type," I said coolly, stepping away.


If I wasn't mistaken, his smirk widened slightly. He folded his arms as I turned to walk away.

"You're different," he stated as a matter-of-factly.

I looked back at him, feeling slightly paranoid. And you smell like vampire, why? I wanted to say. "How?" I asked, keeping my voice even.

The raven boy shrugged. "I dunno. You know," he said, changing the subject. "You look like a panda. It's cute."

Ugh, was the human flirting with me?

"And your hair looks like a duck's behind."

"Thank you."

Uh huh…

"What's your name?"


"Well then Gaara, thank you for this hospitable conversation."

With that, the raven-haired boy turned to leave. I reached out with my lightning speed and grabbed the back of his collar.

"You gonna tell me your name too? Or are you going to be rude and just walk away?"

The raven glanced at me over his shoulder. "It's Sasuke."

He smirked and winked at me as I let go of his collar. Ok, that's enough.

"See ya around, Panda-chan."

My eye twitched. Now he was going to do it too…

"Hey you!"

I turned at the sound of the…happy voice. A girl with pink hair ran up to me.

"Hey, you know Sasuke-kun?" she asked excitedly.


"Oh," she continued, a little deflated. But she picked that perkiness right back up. "Well, are you new here?"

"Yeah, I'm Gaara."

"Gaara? Wow, that's such a cool name!"

I managed a tiny smile; I wasn't used to compliments.

"Um, thanks."

"Oh no, I gotta go to homeroom, so I'll see ya around later. Bye!"

And with that, she ran off. I blinked after her. Most people were never that nice to me upon first meeting. Maybe this school would be different from the last.

Sasuke's POV

"Oi, Neji," I said, taking the seat next to his.

He was in the middle of reading a book, twirling a strand of hair around his finger. A couple of girls had been standing nearby him, giggling, but they left hurriedly when I gave them a look. Neji closed his book and looked up at me with his pupil-less eyes.

"What?" he asked.

"I think I found someone you might find interesting."

He snorted. "I doubt it. Why do you think so?"

"One: he's like you."

Neji looked surprised and raised an eyebrow. "Really? Are you fucking around with me?"

"Nope. I could tell the moment I saw him. But he told me that I wasn't his type," I said nonchalantly, shrugging my shoulders. "So he's all yours."

"What's he look like?"

I smirked at Neji's sudden interest.

"Red hair, blue-green eyes, eyeliner…he has a big, red tattoo on his forehead. It's kinda hard to miss."

My friend looked thoughtful, resting his chin in the palm of his hand.

"He does sound interesting. Is he hot?"

I frowned. "He's a vampire," I said, a little insulted.

I had good taste. Very good taste.

"Ah, duh."

"Besides, I made a move on him. Of course he was gorgeous."

Neji studied the back of his nail, looking calm. He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye. But knowing Neji, he was probably doing back-flips inside.

"I'll have to find out for myself," he said, smirking.

Woo! I just finished editing this. And I think it's much better now. But you'll have to tell me yourselves. Be honest with me and review!