Well, this is my first fic under this pen name. I really like it, so i hope you do to... I guess there's not really much else to say.

I really want to thank Hotaru-ai for helping me get through this fic, she read every chater that I have so far, and she keeps asking for more. Without her, this fic pprobably wouldn't ve this good, and chances are that i wouldn't have had the mtivation to continue either. So I just wanted to take a moment to thank her.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Warnings: GaaNeji, shonen-ai (yes people, that means light boyXboy) Rating may go up. This is according to hotaru-ai my best work ever, so I want to know what you people think. Please review!!!

Pale fingers flowed over ivory keys, hitting each note, never once looking. Each key held a special meaning to him, each note was a song in itself that only he could understand. This was why he was praised as an outstanding pianist by his peers and superiors. Because he lived the piano. It was his life, his everything.

He knew how a piano worked on the inside, where each string had to connect to produce flawless sound, he had a beautiful instrument at his home that no one was allowed to use. He tuned it himself, he cleaned it almost every day, and he played. He played and he played, for hours on end, but sill he was never tired of the beautiful instrument. It held such grace, produced such wonderful sounds for him, and never once failed him.

A piano was faithful, it wouldn't hurt you. It was predictable, and no matter when or where it was, it would always act the same way. The pianist controls the piano. But Hyuuga Neji liked it that way, because he hated not being in control of his surroundings.

He attended a prestigious boarding school for the musically gifted, paid for by his rich uncle, Hyuuga Hiashi. All Hyuugas were musicaly gifted, or trained from a very young age until they were. They were taught that the music was more important than anything else. Music and school came before personal pleasure, came before friends, sometimes, if the situation called for it, before family.

Neji was an honor roll student with perfect grades, perfect attendance, but no friends. Most people at his school weren't very social though. The rich don't mesh well with the rich, because they always find something to disagree over, and all the students in this school were very rich. There was only one exception. Or more, there was soon going to be one exception.

For the first time in the history of Konoha Music Academy, there was going to be a scholarship student.

He was to arrive in one week, but rumors were already flying that he was a pianist, and an incredible one at that. Of course, he would have to be to get into this school on a scholarship. Neji was considered the best pianist in the school by many, but this boy was rumored to be better.

This angered the Hyuuga to no end. He spent hours practicing, even more hours than usual. For the first two months of the school year before he arrived, Neji trained like an insane man with no other purpose. He skipped meals, and hardly ever slept. He became paler and lost almost ten pounds off his already alarmingly thin frame. Had he had any friends, they would have been very worried about him.

Neji had no roommate, unlike many of the other boys, because his uncle "suggested" that he would work better if he was alone. His uncle had also donated a considerable sum to renovate the school's extensive library. Neji didn't mind being alone in the least though. In fact, he found that it did help him to work better when there was no one around to distract him. He had never felt like he was missing out on anything.

But three days before the arrival of the mysterious new student, Neji received a letter from the headmistress of the academy, Tsunade. She was incredibly young for a headmistress of such an elite school, but looked even younger. At the age of about fifty six years old, Tsunade could easily pass for thirty, a fact that she flaunted with numerous low necklines and short skirts.

She had been criticized by many for her not-so-age-appropriate outfits, but the fact remained that she was a great headmistress. She took time to meet personally with students, parents and concerned teachers, and organized inter-school events to perfection. Many gave credit to her right hand Shizune though. Shizune was thirty four years old, and had shoulder-length black hair. She was very friendly, and chastised Tsunade when she let things get into disarray. Not much was known about her though, except that she was everywhere Tsunade was.

Neji was shocked when he received the letter. It was handed to him by Shizune one night after dinner. He had been aggravated that someone was disturbing his concentration, but had been furious after he read the letter.

Hyuuga Neji,

You will be receiving a roommate on November the thirteenth.

His name is Sabaku no Gaara, he is a new transfer student and an outstanding pianist like yourself.

I apologize personally for the short notice of this letter, but I trust that the two of you will get along well.

Tsunade

Headmistress of Konoha Music Academy

He was going to be rooming with the new scholarship student! If there was one type of person that rich people argued with more than other rich people, it was people who weren't rich, but were in a rich person's environment. They often ignored the social rules of higher society and caused problems for those around them.

This was Neji's stereotypical view of middle class people.

He could only hope that his roommate would be quiet, and not embarrass or bother him.

The room was already prepared for two people, here were two beds, but he only used one. There were two dresses and two desks also, but he only used one of each. He was a terribly neat person, and hated disorganization. He didn't want to have to be cleaning up after a messy roommate, but resigned to the fact the he had no other choice.

That night he fell asleep thinking about the name Sabaku no Gaara. Gaara of the Desert. Such an odd name…

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