Summary: Gaara and Hinata can be a bit experemental when they let down their walls of defense. Here's a bunch of different times when they're together.

Okay. I got the idea for these oneshots from the Hinata X Sakura oneshot 'Lavender Cherries'. But this is Hinata X Gaara with multiple things.

WARNING: Lots of sex and Gaara being a bit OOC and Hinata may get a little wild. You have been warned.

Disclaimer: If I did own Naruto, things would be sooooooooooo much different.

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(Gaara's P.O.V) -Gaara's house-

Hinata sat on one end of the couch, flipping through a catalog, while I sat on the other end, sharpening a kunai. Why was she here again? Oh yeah. Her and Temari had been hanging out but then Kankuro was in the hospital so being the big sister she had to leave and now we're at this point. What is she looking at anyway? It's one of Temari's magazines that has tons of different items to look for.

All of a sudden she blushed and eeped before putting the catalog on the coffee table. "What is it?" I asked, curious about why her face was so flushed.

"N-nothing." she stuttered. "J-just something I s-saw."

"What was it?" I asked, picking it back up. The last page she was on was the first page to the adult section. Of course an innocent minded 17 year old girl (-cough- Hinata -cough cough-) will blush at this page. It shows a wide selection of realistic-looking vibrators, role play costumes, and the covers of some DVDs. I chuckled and she glared at me.

"W-what's so funny?" she demanded.

"You're blushing at this? This is nothing. They're just picture of plastic things and clothing material." I scoffed, tossing the booklet back at her.

"I-i bet you would b-blush at this!" she challenged, opening it to a new page. It was a 'free' poster of a naked woman with her legs spread open and the picture at just the right angle. I felt a little blood start flowing out of my nose and quickly looked away.

"Of course I would not blush. I'm a guy." I scoffed, going back to the kunai.

"So?"

"Men do not blush. We redden in the face or get a nosebleed but we do not blush."

"W-what idiot told y-you that?!" she exclaimed. I just stared at her blankly. "Oi! I-i asked you a question!" she scolded with only stuttering once. Apparently getting angry makes her stutter less. I don't like that. It may get a bit annoying sometimes but her stutter is kinda.......cute. "Are you even listening to me?!"

If getting angry makes her stutter less, I wonder what getting nervous does. I moved forward, getting close to her face, and as I expected she backed up. I kept leaning forward until I was towering over her and she was laying against the arm of the couch. "Everyone knows that only girls blush."

"S-since w-w-when?" she asked, her stutter returning tenfold.

"Since now." I shrugged, "Since an hour ago, since yesterday, since Adam and Eve. Who knows?" Hmm. I just made a really good point. (A/N: I love fanfiction. I can make Gaara talk!) "The point is:girls blush and stutter and guys don't."

"A-are y-you........A-are y-you m-making f-fun of me?" she asked, stuttering on each word but still glaring at me.

"I don't know." I said, absently playing with a strand of her bangs. "Am I?"

"G-get off." she mumbled. I let go of her hair and looked into her eyes, feeling her tense up as I did so.

"Why?"

"B-because."

"Why?"

" 'C-cuz I-i'm f-f-freaking out." she whimpered, curling up a little under me, looking down.

"Why?" Was I gonna ask that after every single thing she said?

"B-because y-you're too close."

"Why?" Now it's starting to not make any sense.

She looked up and glared. "You planned this! You planned for me to start freaking out!"

I shrugged again for the 50th time that morning. "So?"

"Get off me you teme!" she yelled, placing her hands against my chest and pushing me off causing me to land on the ground. It was completely unexpected so I didn't have time to act and ended up slamming my head on the corner of our glass coffee table. I clutched the back of my head, feeling blood, and started swearing 'till kingdom come.

"Kami fucking damn it! What the fucking hell was that for, bitch?!" I snapped at her.

"I-i'm so s-s-sorry Gaara-san! I-i didn't m-mean to hurt y-you." she said quickly as more apologizes spilled from her mouth. "I-i'm sorry. I-i'll help y-you fix it." She grabbed my wrist and pulled me up the bathroom. She forced me to sit on the edge of the tub and started pulling out the first-aid kit.

"I can do it myself." I growled as she looked at the small wound.

"N-no. I-i-it was m-my fault y-you got hurt." She turned the shower head on, forced my head back, and sprayed some water on the wound. I clenched my jaw as the warm water came in contact with the sensetive area. Stupid Temari and needing something in the living room for 'all that empty space'. Oh yeah! Had I mentioned it was glass?!

"Could you be a little more gentle?" I snapped.

"Sorry!" she yelped. She grabbed a towel and carefully dried my head before putting some sort of ointment on and then she bandaged it. "D-done.

I stood up and turned to face her. "Thanks." I mumbled. I stepped toward the sink, which was behind her, to get a towel but apparently there was some water on the tiles. My foot slipped and we both landed with a thud. Great.

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This is just the first chapter. The next will be the first oneshot and each chapter after that is about a different time. I'll explain it later.

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