DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters from Naruto. Kairi, however is my own character.

This story is an alternate universe type thing I guess. Hope you all enjoy!

CHAPTER 1

Kairi's POV

The moment I laid my eyes on him, my stomach did somersaults. He was the definition of hot. He had short, spiky, blood red hair. His eyes were sea-green and he had thick black rings around them. His skin was rather pale, but I would expect that from a red head. He was very good looking, but that's not the only thing that caught my attention. I saw something in his eyes that entranced me. Whenever I looked into his eyes, I seemed to get lost in them.

I read him through his eyes. There was so much pain and loneliness in them. I wanted to know what he was hiding. I wanted to be with him. I wanted to befriend him. If only it were that easy.

The first time I had ever seen him was at the beginning of second quarter. He had apparently moved all the way from Suna. Like I mentioned before, I fell head over heels for him. I wasn't the only one either. Many girls fell for him. The second he walked into homeroom, the words "Hot" and "Sexy" were whispered amongst the females in the class room. I kept all of my thoughts to myself.

Even though I totally fell for him, I wasn't the one to react. At least I wasn't one to show my reactions, especially for boys. I had the "hots" for a boy once, and it ended up in tears and feeling like shit. I didn't want to have to go through that again. I figured that the best thing I could do was to stay as far away from him as possible.

That didn't work, especially since he chose a seat right in front of me. I especially didn't want much to do with him after one of the other preppy girls tried to flirt with him. I'm sure that she completely regretted ever trying to hit on him.

His voice is so cold and emotionless. That made the hateful words that he said to her even worse. Even though I hated that girl, I still felt pretty bad for her. That kid had no right to call her things he did.

My plans of trying to avoid him were also tested when I was assigned to be his school buddy. Basically, the school wanted me to show him around and make sure that he got to all of his classes easily. It wasn't that hard since he most of the same bells as me.

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"My name is Kairi," I said softly, introducing my self to the new student. He looked up at me with his piercing sea green eyes. He didn't need to talk. His eyes basically did it for him. They seemed to be asking, "Why are you talking to me?" "The school councilor appointed me to be your school buddy. They want to make sure that you get around alright on your first day." The boy stared at me with a blank expression on his face. After a few moments, he finally nodded.

"I'm Gaara Sabaku," he told me. His voice was hushed and emotionless, just like his face. The sound of his voice sent chills up my spine.

"Can I see your schedule?" Without a word, Gaara slowly reach into his pocket, pulling out a folded piece of paper and handing it to me. I unfolded it and quickly looked it over. "You and I have most of our classes together," I told him, smiling politely at him. He still stared at me with the same blank expression.

"Is that supposed to be a good thing?" he asked emotionlessly. I frowned at him and handed his schedule back to him.

"Let's just head to second period," I said, wanting to end the tension building between us. He was getting me incredibly frustrated. I wasn't even doing anything to him. The most that I did was try to befriend him.

Second period was biology. It wasn't my favorite class, but it was a class that I was really good at. My favorite period was art. I had a big thing for art and I loved being able to do it. Gaara wasn't bad at art himself. He was pretty one dimensional at it, but that's better than not being able to do it at all.

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Gaara's POV

On my first day at my new school, I was given a "school buddy". It was a girl by the name Kairi. She has jet black hair that goes down to the middle of her back. Her eyes are a deep shade of blue, which I find to be a bit odd. I haven't seen many people with jet black hair and blue eyes, unless their hair was dyed. She was rather slender, but she had the perfect shape to her body. I figured that she was probably dating. I couldn't see why a guy wouldn't want to, unless she had a bitchy personality.

We have most of our classes together. The only classes we don't have together are 5th period and 7th period. We even have the same lunch period. She sat with me at lunch that day. I told her that she didn't have to. I told her to go sit with her friends. She just smiled at me and shook her head.

"I don't really have any friends," she told me. This totally took me by surprise. It was hard to believe that she didn't have any friends. I didn't necessarily feel bad for her. After all, I've gone through the same thing almost my entire life. When I looked into her eyes, I saw something else there too. I saw more than just loneliness. I saw the same pain that I have. I saw the same fear and hate that I have. There was something about that girl that I just couldn't get over. There was something that attracted me to her, yet I did my best to ignore it. I didn't want to be stabbed in the back again. I didn't want to have to go through that agony again. But still….

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CHAPTER 2

Kairi's POV

Gaara had been in our school for two weeks now. We got our tests back a couple days ago. I aced it with a 100. Gaara, however, failed it miserably. The teacher told him that he could retake the test, but Gaara looked as though he wouldn't pass it no matter how many times he took it.

"Would you like some help?" I asked him. Gaara stared at me with his emotionless face.

"Why would you want to help me?" he asked. I frowned at him and shook my head.

"Do you want my help or not?" I asked. I was getting tired of his attitude. I really have no idea why I even offered to help him out. That is so unlike me.

Gaara stared at me for a few more moments before finally nodding.

"I don't have anything to do after school today," I told him. "If you want, we can walk to my house." Again Gaara nodded.

"I'll meet you outside of the school," he said softly. I watched as he got up when the bell rang.

"How can he stay so emotionless?" I wondered. I just couldn't see how he could stay so emotionless all the time. It seemed impossible.

I met Gaara outside the school. I was about 5 minutes late, but I didn't think it would be much of a problem. I was apparently wrong.

"What took you so long?" Gaara asked coldly, glaring at me with those cold eyes of his. I just looked at him with disgust. He seemed to be taken back by the look I gave him, and I was surprised. I didn't think that it was that bad.

"Let's just go and get this over with," I grumbled, walking ahead of him. I really wasn't in the mood to put up with his shit. I put up with enough shit as it is. I don't need him to add to it.

During my 7th period class, the teacher was late for class. Some of the students took that as a chance for them to pick on me and make total asses of themselves. I tried standing up for myself, but there is so much that I can do. I could have punched their faces in, but I would have also gotten kicked out of school for that. I can't afford for that to happen. Not only that, but my mother would totally kill me, and I mean that literally.

That is one reason I hate boys. They are all so cruel and mean. All they ever want is either sex or power. They have to feel like they have more power over everyone else. Some of the girls aren't much better. Some of the girls are just as power hungry. They have to make just about everyone else feel like dirt. And for some reason, I seem like a weakling to them. I know my mother thinks of me as a weakling, but why would everyone else think that. If only they knew how strong I really was. I'm a black belt in two different styles of taijutsu. If I wouldn't get in trouble with the school, they would all be in a great deal of pain.

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Gaara's POV

I walked alongside Kairi as we walked to her house. Neither of us said a word the entire time. I was actually surprised by this. I thought that she would have been more talkative. She definitely appeared to be that way when I first met her. Then again, maybe I was witnessing the true Kairi. Maybe this is what I saw in her eyes.

"What could have broken through?" I wondered to myself. I quickly shook the thoughts out of my head. I couldn't believe that I was letting this girl clog my mind. There was no way that I was going to let some girl do this to me.

After about a 5-10 minute walk, we were walking down my street. We walked down about 5 houses until we walked up the walkway and into a 2 story house. I hadn't realized that the two of us were neighbors. I have been here for almost 2 weeks and was just now figuring out that she lived two houses down the street from me. I wonder if she knew that we were neighbors.

Kairi led me up a flight of stairs, and down the hallway into her room. I followed her inside and watched as she pulled a chair over to her bed. She motioned for me to sit, and I did. She took out a biology book from her backpack.

"You probably want to take out your notes," she told me.

"I didn't bring my notes," I told her, folding my arms across my chest. She frowned at me and sighed in frustration.

"Then take something out to take notes with," she instructed.

I just looked at her blankly, not moving a muscle. This seemed to make her even more frustrated.

"If you don't care about what grade you get in biology, then just leave," she told me. "If you want to improve your grade and want my help, I'll be more then happy to help you." I nodded and got my notebook out of my backpack. She got her notes out as well and opened up the book to the chapter we just had a test over.

"I don't want to waste more time than what is needed, so just tell me what you had the most trouble understanding." I shrugged. I really had trouble understanding most of it.

"All of it really," I told her. She sighed again, rubbing her temples with her fingers. She flipped through the 5th chapter and asked me which sections I understood. She marked down all of the sections that I didn't understand.

I had no idea how organized she was. It was as if she was my own personal tutor. She explained everything in a way that I was able to understand. I part of the reason I was doing so bad was the fact that I didn't understand a word that the teacher was saying. When Kairi, explained it, everything just clicked. I was actually very glad that she had offered to help me. I didn't let her know it, all though I probably should have, and I didn't let it show either.

After about an hour, she had finished explaining just about everything I needed to know for the chapter. She then stood up. I followed her lead and got up as well. I shoved my things back into my backpack and quickly zipped it up.

Kairi walked me to the door, opening it for me.

"I hope that helped," she said, smiling slightly. I nodded.

"I guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow," I grumbled. I didn't intend it to come out the way it did. Kairi didn't seem to care. I think she knew that I didn't mean to sound all upset about it. I turned and left before she could continue the conversation out any longer.

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Kairi's POV

I finished doing my homework and went downstairs to fix myself some dinner. I put in my "Breaking Benjamin" CD so that I wouldn't have to eat by myself in silence. It doesn't exactly fill the void of having company, but it helps. It's better than having to deal with the silence of an empty house.

My mother is hardly ever home the same time as I am. Whenever she is, she's usually asleep or is completely wasted from the night before. I try to avoid her as much as I can when she's awake. She's always criticizing me or is trying to bring me down. She doesn't like me to be happy with myself. She makes sure that I am feeling like hell. She blames me for sending my father to jail. It was partially my fault, but I would have never had to call the cops if he wouldn't have been trying to hurt her and me. He brought it on himself.

I silently eat and listen to "Breath". I like how the lead singer's voice sounds on it. When I finished, I washed the dishes that I had dirtied, dried them off and put them away. When that was all done, I turned off the CD player, took the CD out, and ran up to my room. I popped the CD in and pressed play. I laid on my bed and stared up at the ceiling as "Diary of Jane" played. I closed my eyes and let my mind wander. I let all my problems disappear into the back of mind. There was one thing that I couldn't get out of my mind though. It was Gaara. I don't know why I couldn't get him out of my head.

What was it about him that had me so attracted? I had never felt this attracted to a guy before. Sure I have had little puppy crushes on guys before, but nothing like this. Gaara was different than most of the guys I have known.

I sighed and rolled off of my bed as "Evil Angel" began playing. I walked over and sat down in front of my painting easel. I clipped up a clean sheet of paper. I took out some paint and squirted a couple of the colors out onto the paint pallet. I dipped my brush into the paint and then began to spread the paint out on the paper. I used long, even strokes, painting a faint outline to what I was painting. I didn't even know what I was going to paint. I just did what my mind told me to do. When I paint, I hardly ever think about what I'm going to paint or draw. I just do it. That's how it has always worked with me.

Three songs went by before I got most of it done. All that was left was to put in the fine details. I frowned when I saw that it was Gaara. I didn't want to finish painting him, since I didn't even want him on my mind. Even so, I finished it and I did a very good job on it if I do say so myself. I captured every feature of his body perfectly. I even caught the sad story his eyes told. I got up, leaving the painting where it was so it could finish drying. I looked at the clock and sighed inwardly. It was almost 10.

I went over to my dresser and stripped myself of my clothes and got into my pajamas. I turned off the CD player and the lights, and then crawled under my covers.

"What is this feeling I have for Gaara?" I asked myself. I fell asleep before I could come up with an answer.

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Gaara's POV

I wasn't even home for a minute before Temari started asking questions.

"Where were you?" my older sister, Temari, asked angrily. "You better not have been getting into any fights." My siblings always think that I'm getting into fights if I'm not at home.

"I was getting some help with my school work," I said, pushing my way past her and going into my room. I shut the door behind me and locked it. I threw my backpack down beside my door and plopped down on my bed. Sighing in frustration, I buried my face into my pillow. I couldn't get Kairi out of my mind. Why couldn't I stop thinking about her? It was driving me insane.

I got up and crawled to the end of my bed. I turned on the TV and my PS2. I picked up the controller and began playing mindless video games until my brother, Kankurou came banging on my door. I saved my game and turned it off before getting up and heading downstairs for dinner.

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So what did you all think. Please Review and let me know!

In my past stories, I have been known to make my entries a little short, but I have been working on making them longer. Anyway, please review! It would mean the world to me! I'd like at least 5 reviews before I post up the next chapter. I have about 7 more chapters typed up, so the more reviews I get, the sooner I will post the next chapter. Hope you all enjoyed!