Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Life is Lovelier the Second Time Around ❯ Gaara's day off ( Chapter 8 )

Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto I'd stop starting my disclaimers “If I owned Naruto”

 

AN: And we are finally back yo the real plot…or am we? Anyway this whole chapter could be about Gaara…so if you love Gaara enjoy. If not…hey look Hinata in a bikini! *runs* Oh and I got Gaara having Kunoichi worshipping him from after he gets relife-a-fied and two of them were arguing over who would save him next time. Please R&R!

 

Kandyapple08: Thanks again. Hope you keep reading. I like seeing someone new reviewing my fic. I'm glad you like it so far. Hopefully now that we're about to get into the rescue Gaara arc you'll like it even more. Well please keep reading.

 

Daianta: Thanks hope you keep R&Ring can I use R&R as a verb? Oh well I'm doing it anyway. Hopefully you like Gaara (he was in your fic so…) because you're about to see a lot of him.

 

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Gaara stepped out of his bedroom. Once again it had gotten no use. Insomnia gives a guy a lot of free time. He'd finished classifying all missions sent into the village. Checked progress of all his genin. Alphabetized his dvds. He was kind of bored. Maybe he needed a girlfriend. Of course… “Lord Gaara!” There were a lot of Kunoichi who would accept that offer. He had a group that followed him around constantly. They'd gone from admirers to border-line rapists pretty quickly. He had one on each arm, at least three hugging his body, a couple at his waist. Gaara was trapped and it looked like they were going to tear him apart, it really looked like it when his arm broke off. “AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” The girls screamed and leapt back only to see their beloved leader turn to dust, or rather sand.

 

“It was a sand clone!” One girl groaned it exasperation. “You scared him off!”

 

“No it was you! You're always drooling over him! He probably thought you'd snap and kidnap him!”

 

“You're the one with rope!”

 

“Shut up!” And so the girls turned on each other as Gaara made a stealthy escape. He learned that if he stuck around to watch the catfight they'd quickly turned their focus back to him.

 

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Gaara made it to his office and did a quick scan for women. It looked safe. He slowly walked in and sat down. “GAARA!!!!!!!!!!!!” Gaara's door was ripped off it's hinges by a certain blonde.

 

“Yes Temari?” Gaara said as calmly as ever.

 

“Loook I will take any mission! I will baby-sit! I'll work as a stripper! I will be a leaf blower! Just get me to Konoha!” She screamed.

 

“Temari you need…” Gaara began before his sister was less than an inch away from his face.

 

“I know what I need! And if I don't get it soon I am going to level this village!” Temari yelled seizing her hair. “Do you understand me?! Let me go to Shikamaru, bring him to me, or we are going to have problems!”

 

“Suck it up and buy a vibrator.” Gaara said sounding bored.

 

“Don't you think I've tried that?!”

 

“I'd rather not know the details.”

 

“Well then let me go see him or you'll hear every minute! The first was about yay long, it was pink, and it has five speed settings, I began by…” Gaara held up a mission profile.

 

“Report to Konoha. Exchange information. Help set up the chunin exams. See what's his face. When you calm down come back. And if you ever start to tell me that story again. I will castrate him, got it?”

 

“YAY!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!” Temari hugged her brother who squirmed trying to break her grip. “YOU'RE THE BESTEST BABY BROTHER EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

 

“You're touching me.” Gaara said trying to pry her off of him. “You can let go now.”

 

Temari let go and smiled. “And I'm off to pack!”

 

“Hooray.” Gaara said sarcastically. He scanned his desk and saw that there was no paperwork. He sat there waiting patiently for some to arrive. Nothing. “Hmm?” Gaara stared blankly at the door. He was bored.

 

“Let's check his office.” Gaara heard a girl's voice.

 

“Crap.” Gaara looked for a place to hide. Under his desk was his only option. He dove under it as he heard the door opening.

 

“Awe, not here either.” The girl whined. Gaara heard the door close and after waiting a minute peeked over his desk. He door was closed, but the girls hadn't left. He was trapped in a room with about ten girls that were staring at him in a way that made him very uncomfortable. “Lord Gaara!” The next thing the poor redhead knew he was buried.

 

“He's mine!”

 

“No, he likes me more!” Gaara struggled as best he could but apparently the sand didn't protect against sex crazed kunoichi. He wasn't willing to use the sand himself, no real reason to. Oh yes, part of Gaara was enjoying this. Unknown to anyone the door had been opened.

 

Kankuro's jaw dropped as he saw the kunoichi furiously tearing at Gaara's clothes. “Do you need help?”

 

One girl covered Gaara's mouth and turned to Kankuro. “Oh, no. He's fine, We're just…training. He…promised to help us with…seduction training.” She said with a smile.

 

“Seduction training? Okay…carry on…” Kankuro inched his way to the door.

 

“What did you need?” Gaara asked sitting up.

 

“Nothing just came to warn you that Temari was in a bad mood and looking for you.”

 

“Already saw her. Taken care of.” Gaara was shoved back to the floor by the mob.

 

“Ok then. Sure you don't need help?”

 

“If you tried, they'd probably kill you.”

 

“No we wo…well maybe.” The girls nodded in agreement and continued their work.

 

“So which one of us is cuter?” One girl asked sweetly. The rest of the girls froze at this and looked at Gaara.

 

“Yeah, we should let him decide.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Well?” The girl's all looked at Gaara expectantly.

 

“Uh…get in a row so I can see you all.” The girls did as they were told. Gaara paced back and forth several times before… “It's no contest. Obviously…” Gaara threw out his arm and used sand to blast a hole in his wall. He dove through the hole and took off running. The girls were hot on his heels.

 

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The girls lost track of Gaara. He seemed to have disappeared into thin air. They scanned the area and saw Kankuro was sitting in a small restaurant. They quickly ran up to him. “Have you seen your brother?” They asked sweetly.

 

“He said something about Temari and ran.” The puppet master said with a shrug. “She was one her way out of the village.

 

“Maybe he's hoping she'll know how to hide him.” One girl suggested. The others began to run toward the village gate but the same girl stared at Kankuro. He looked smaller, thinner… “Hmm?” The girl walked up and pulled his hat…thing…off. Revealing red hair. Gaara had taken some of Kankuro's clothes, and wrapped up his gourd to look like he had a puppet on his back. “Aha! Kankuro doesn't wear his puppets anymore! I found him!”

 

The others ran back and in the process tripped over each other. Gaara shot off like a bat out of hell. “Hey, wait!”

 

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The girls followed Gaara to the village gate and lost site of him. They did however spot Temari on her way out of the village. She had a large pack on her back…yeah. “We have you now!”

 

“What?” Temari asked starting to turn, she wanted to know who these girls “had.” She screamed as one girl knocked her to the ground and began tugging at her hair. The girls stopped when they saw that it wasn't a wig, and what was hanging out of her ripped top were real. Temari screamed and preceded to knock each girl out, taking care to repeatedly stomp on the girl that pulled her hair.

 

“Uh…sorry about that.” Gaara said dropping from a nearby tree.

 

“Your stalkers?” Temari asked indicating the girls.

 

“Yeah.” Gaara said simply.

 

“And they thought I was you why?” Temari asked raising an eyebrow.

 

“I tried to lose them by dressing as Kankuro early.”

 

“Uh-huh?” Temari didn't try to understand that.

 

“Well I better go back.” Gaara said turning back to the village.

 

“Such a workaholic.” Temari sighed.

 

“So?”

 

“So, you really need a girlfriend.” Temari said teasingly. “Maybe you should take one of them back with you.”

 

“No thanks.”

 

“Well I'm off.” Temari said picking up her pack.

 

“Aren't you going to change.” Gaara said not looking at his basically topless sister.

 

“No, this saves time. I'm coming Shikamaru!”