I don't own Naruto or the band Psyclon Nine or anything affiliated with either one...and if I did...Naruto would be a yaoi. xD

It starts off kind of slow, but I promise, it will get better as it goes, and if it doesn't, I'm sorry.

Gaara's Point of View:

I glanced over at my clock, 5:30 am. A sigh escaped my lips. Today is the first day at my new school. My bastard father made me move here, he knew I would hate it here. I shifted under the covers, trying to fall asleep for the remainder of my time alone. It wasn't long before I heard a loud banging at my door.

"Get the fuck up, kid!" my father called and kept banging on the door.

"I'm up!" I screamed.

"Good! Now get your ass in the shower and hurry up!" He stormed off and went downstairs. I sighed heavily as I got out of my bed and turned my lamp on. My eyes glanced around my new room; it wasn't small, but it wasn't large either. It had two windows and a connecting bathroom. I was glad because I didn't have to worry about my brother and sister needing to use the bathroom. Then again, it didn't even matter, I didn't spend much time in there anyway. I walked to my dresser and pulled out some black silk boxers and socks. I shut the drawer and went into my bathroom. My eyes looked at the mirror. Red hair. I was the only person in my family with red hair. It's ironic how the only child that made his mother insane has red hair; blood red at that. I noticed the tattoo on my forehead, I looked away not wanting to dwell on the past and the reasons why it's there. With that, I undressed and got into the shower.

Naruto's Point of View:

"Naruto, wake up." Iruka's voice called me softly in a motherly tone. I opened my eyes and looked at my clock. 6am.

"Ugh. I'm up." I tossed the covers off and got up. I had 30 minutes before the bus; not enough time for a shower. I threw on some white pants with black chains and a white long sleeved shirt with buckles on the sleeves and waist. It wasn't cold or anything, just the beginning of fall. After I brushed my teeth and hair, I applied thin lines of eyeliner around my eyes. 30 minutes had passed and Iruka kissed my forehead as I walked out the door towards the bus stop. Something must of caught my attention, because the next thing I knew, I was running after the bus.

Gaara's Point of View:

My father kept glancing at me while we drove. I don't know if it was because my eyeliner was thicker than normal, because of hate, or because the music in my headphones were too loud; it was probably all three. I glared at him and turned the music louder.

"Blood stained sheets, mask our grief, will render our tryst incomplete..."

The wonderful noise of my favorite band, Psyclon Nine, graced my ears, instead of my father's repetitive yelling and cursing about me not being like my older siblings. We arrived at the school at 6:45. Students were outside talking in rather small groups. I glanced around and then focused on the ground as my father led me into the school. I was given a schedule and led to my first period; English. At least it was a class I half-way enjoyed. The teacher introduced me briefly and told me to take a seat in the back. I sighed and sat my books down just as the bell rang. My eyes darted around the room then to the door as a blonde fell through it onto the ground. I couldn't help but to stare. He was wearing all white and looked...angelic. His eyes were a crystal blue and as much as I could see, he had blood red streaks through his hair. He was stunning.

"Sorry Kakashi-sensei! My bus left me and I had to run all the wa--" the teacher cut him off with a finger pointing to the blonde's seat.

Naruto's Point of View:

I sighed and walked to my seat. As I walked, I noticed a new boy sitting next to my seat. I looked at Sasuke, who sat in front of the new boy and smiled; he knew my intentions. I was going to befriend him, or at least try. I took my seat and looked the boy over. He was pale and slender. His hair went just past his ears and matched the crimson colored threads in his pants, which were quite baggy and had chains, similar to mine. He wore a red fishnet shirt under a tight t-shirt with an elaborate skull design. He was definitely someone that I wanted to talk to. I kept staring until Kakashi-sensei's voice caught my attention.

"Naruto? Is our new student really that important?" he sighed and continued his lesson. My face turned red when his eyes fixed upon mine. I smiled softly and tried to focus on the lesson, but my eyes kept glancing over to him. I sighed and put my head down.

"Hey, dobe," Sasuke shook me lightly, "Kakashi put us into pairs."

"Eh, teme?" I groaned and sat up straight. "Who's my partner?" Sasuke just pointed to the new boy. I smiled to myself. Maybe I'd get to know him a little. I scooted my chair over to his desk and gave him a bright smile. "Hey, I'm Naruto."

Gaara's Point of View:

I blinked at him then looked down at my paper.

"So what do we have to do?" he asked me. I sighed and spoke above a whisper.

"We have to write a short story." He looked me directly in the eyes and smiled softly.

"Is there a topic?" He asked me and I shook my head. He picked my pen up and began writing an outline that was done in five minutes, give or take a few. I took the paper and read it over. The idea was okay…it reminded me of a Star-Wars/Lord of the Rings cross-over with…unicorns? What the hell? I raised a non-existent eyebrow. "Do you not like it?" he questioned, "I'll write another…" I shook my head and laid the paper down.

"It's fine." I said very quiet. Honestly, I didn't care if it was the gayest story ever. He wrote it, I didn't. He just smiled and began writing the rough draft

"So what's your name?" he asked me. I looked at the cover of my notebook, it read 'Gaara' in small letters. "So, Gaara, why did you move here?" I stayed silent and shrugged, looking away carelessly. "Well, I guess it doesn't matter anyway." He shifted in his chair and my eyes glanced at the paper when he began to write again.

Naruto's Point of View:

"I'm done!" I smiled at Gaara. He took the paper and read it over without expression, so that made me think it sucked. He nodded and laid the paper down. "Well?" the bell rang and he stood up.

"I'll spell check it." He left with those words. I scrambled to get my things together when Sasuke came up to me.

"So did you find out anything?" he smirked and waited for me to walk with him.

"All I found out was his name…" My eyes turned into thin slits.

"Heh, don't scare this one away. He's adorable." He rolled his eyes and patted my head.

"Oh, haha." I said sarcastically, pushing him by the shoulder and walking into my next class.