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Naruto – Hidden Leaf Academy Boarding School
Chapter Nine: Could you ever know?

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WARNING: GAARA BEING RANDOM AND OUT OF CHARACTER!
               NARUTO TELLING A STORY TOTALLY MADE UP BY ME!
               THIS IS NOT REALLY A NECESSARY WARNING, IS IT?

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Gaara and Kankuro waited impatiently outside the Dining Hall for Temari. The rest of the school – excluding Temari’s somewhat large Karyoke group – were already inside and waiting for dinner to start in four minutes.

A moment later, Naruto came barreling around the corner with Temari, Shikamaru, Sasuke, Sakura, Neji, TenTen, Kiba and Ino running close behind him.

“Hey!” Temari shouted when she spotted her brothers, “Did we make it?”

Kankuro nodded and yanked the door open. “Yeah,” he answered her, “With three minutes to spare.”

The group cheered and slapped high fives in a flurry of excitement, then went dead silent as they shuffled inside. They split in half and went to their separate tables.

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I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

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It wasn’t until halfway through the dinner that Sasuke brought up Shion.

“Who?” Lee asked, confused and out of the loop as usual.

“Shion Fujita,” Sasuke repeated, and the name made Naruto’s face go dark red, “How do you know her, Naruto?”

Naruto roughly swallowed the large amount of food in his mouth. “W-Well,” he choked, “She’s a friend. I met. A friend I met traveling. With Jiraya, that is. A friend I met traveling with Jiraya.”

“Oh, come on, Naruto,” Kiba snapped, “Drop the act! We all know you don’t get nervous when it comes to girls, so quit beating around the bush and just tell us who she is!”

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I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

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Seven pairs of eyes bore into Naruto. He sucked under pressure. “All right!” he caved, “Shion… I met Shion in a small town in the Demon Country. She and I were both in 8th grade, but I was being taught by Jiraya, and she was going to a regular school, you know?

“Anyway, one day, Jiraya left me to go make some money so we could leave in a couple days, and I went walking around. I passed a schoolground, where some boys came running out onto the sidewalk ahead of me, being chased by Shion who was crying. Apparently, they took a very special glass bell her mother had given her and were playing ‘Keep Away’ by throwing it back and forth over her head.

“I went over to the boys and told them to give the bell back and stop acting like a bunch of dicks. One of them – the leader I guess – got mad and we started fighting. I managed to grab the bell, but he threw me into the street traffic.”

Lee gasped, “Did you get hit?”

Naruto nodded solemly, “Yeah… Yeah, I did.” He leaned back and pulled up his shirt. Diagonally up and left of his black stomach tattoo was a jagged scar across his ribs. “Nice big gash from the hood ornament. A concussion from hitting the window glass. A broken left arm…” he put his shirt down and went on, “Four broken ribs. A fractured left leg. A dislocated right knee, and a lot of internal bleeding.

“The man who hit me called an ambulance. Shion explained what happened to the police, then asked if she could get a ride to the Hospital. She brought my backpack – which I had abandoned on the sidewalk during the fight – and waited in the waiting room for hours while they put me back together again.”

Naruto smirked, remembering. “She was the first thing I saw when I woke up. She was sitting in a chair next to my bed, clutching my backpack like a life preserver,” he continued, “She didn’t say anything until the doctor came in and asked me fore my name, my parents name and a number where he could reach them, then asked Shion the same questions. Right before he left, he pulled the bell out of his pocket and gave it to Shion. He told us I came into the Hospital with it in my hand, even though I was unconscious, than he left to call our parents.

“Well, that’s basically it,” Naruto decided to wrap it up there, “Shion told me the bell was a protective charm, and she insisted that I’d be dead if I hadn’t had it when I got hit. Jiraya arrived at the Hospital about the same time as Shion’s mother, and they both stayed really late. I was in the Hospital for a couple months, and Shion came to visit me everyday. The parents of the boy who threw me in the street had to pay my medical bills, so that was okay, I guess. Oh, and on the day I was released from the Hospital, Shion and her mother threw me a party, then I left with Jiraya a week later.”

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One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

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The table was silent for a moment. Then Kiba snickered, “Leave it to you to get your ass kicked in front of a girl.”

Naruto frowned at him, “How about I throw you in front of a moving car and we see if ou come out any better?”

“That was incredibule!” a voice under the table exclaimed loudly. Suddenly, Kiba was knocked off his chair, and Temari crawled out to sit beside Shikamaru.

“Temari?!” Kankuro was beside himself with confusion, “How long were you down there?!”

Temari motioned a hand towards Kiba, who was in the process of pulling himself up off the floor and then sat in the empty seat next to Temari, “Since Kiba’s little ‘beating around the bush’ comment.”

“S-So…” Naruto gulped, “You heard about Shion? Like… e-everything?”

Nodding, Tmari stood and walked over behind him. Naruto twisted his head to the side to look up at her. She bent down and pecked him on the cheek, then ruffled his hair. “You sure are amazing sometimes, Uzumaki,” she said over her shoulder as she walked away from the boys table.

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I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)

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When she had left, the whole table burst out laughing.

“You sure are amazing sometimes, Uzumaki…” Kiba teased, batting his eyelashes and speaking in falsetto.

Sasuke smiled and shook his head. “Hey, Naruto,” he pointed to his own cheek, “Keep ‘em. The lips totally work for you.”

Naruto grabbed a napkin and furiously wiped at the sparkling lip gloss print on his cheek. When it wouldn’t come off the first time, everyone laughed harder.

“Damn her,” Naruto muttered, wiping off the lip gloss with the sleeve of his jacket, “Shikamaru can’t you control your girl!?”

“Temari is not Shikamaru’s girl. She doesn’t belong to him,” Kankuro told Naruto flatly, “If anything, Shikamaru belongs to Temari the way she has him wrapped around her finger.”

The table exploded into another round of laugher. Even Gaara chuckled a little, since everyone knew how true this was.

“Oh, man, Shikamaru!” Kiba overdramatically slapped a hand on his forehead, “If there were ever a moment so de-masculating - !”

“ – it would be when Temari knocked you off your chair and you fell on your ass,” Shikamaru cut him off.

Once more, the table laughed.

Kiba, however, frowned, “It wasn’t that funny. You get knocked on your ass all the time.”

“I think you’re mistaking me for someone else…”

“Huh?” Kiba raised an eyebrow at Shikamaru, “Who?”

Shikamaru twisted his ankle behind one of the legs of Kiba’s chair and yanked it out from under him. Kiba went crashing to the floor, and the table was launched into another laughing spasm.

Looking down at Kiba, Shikamaru smirked, “You.”

Even Kiba laughed now.

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It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become

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“Something must be extremely funny-” said a dark, familiar voice, “-for the laughter coming from this table to reach me all the way across the Dining Hall.”

The figure that had walked up and now stood behind Naruto captured the attention of practically every student in the Dining Hall. All the boys at the table stiffened. Gaara clenched his teeth, keeping the murderous look in his eyes on his plate of food. Kankuro frowned and looked in the compete opposite direction of the figure.

Temari, over at the girl’s table, watched with wide eyes as a scene unfolded in front of her. The man behind Naruto was the new principle of the school – Headmaster Shimizu. All the boys but Gaara and Kankuro looked over at the Headmaster with guilty expressions.

Neji spoke up first, “Good evening, Headmaster. We’re sorry if we disturbed your dinner.”

“It’s all right,” his tone was stiff, but not hard or aggressive, “Just curious to know what you boys are laughing about.”

Gaara and Kankuro kept still. Everyone else pointed down at Kiba, still sitting on the floor in shock.

The Headmaster raised an eyebrow at Kiba, “Well. Good to see one of you is grounded.”

The table let out a few awkward laughs. Kiba stood up and righte his chair in order to sit down.

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Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

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All of a sudden, Gaara shoved his seat away from the table and stood. He headed for the door – fists clenched at his sides; eyes on the floor – and no one did anything to stop him. Not even the Headmaster, who just shook his head and returned to the teacher’s table at the other end of the Dining Hall.

When the door slammed behind Gaara, some of the students flinched, but most didn’t care and returned to their meas. One, though, slipped away from her seat and left the hall undetected.

Outside the Dining Hall, Hinata scanned the yard for Gaara. It was semi-dark out, with the sun sinking further and further behind the horizon. She finally spotted him pacing back and forth near the fountain in the middle of the courtyard. Nibbling on her lip nervously, she slowly approached him.

She stood behind the end of a bench for a moment. Then two. Then three. Finally, he noticed she was standing there, and it nearly gave him a heart attack.

“Shit!” he cussed, shaking his head and putting a hand over his heart, willing it to slow the fuck down, “What are you doing here? What do you want?”

Hinata looked away from him – to the fountain, then the ground, then her hands – and tucked some hair behind her ear before returning her eyes to him. “I don’t know,” she told him.

"You don't know?" Gaara was not in the mood for this.

Hinata moved around the bench and took a seat. She didn't say anything. She hardly moved. She didn't know why she had come out here. What did she hope to do? Comfort him? How did you comfort someone like Gaara Sabaku?

Unless...

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I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)

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"I know how you feel," she suddenly said.

Gaara blinked in surprise at her. "What?" he asked, confused.

"I know how you feel," she repeated, looking up at him sheepishly.

His eyebrows slanted forward in anger. "You know nothing," he spat, then turned away from her.

Hinata got up and took a step towards him. "I beg to differ!" she snapped at him. How dare he be so short with her when she was just trying to be nice!

"Oh?" Gaara turned on her, "You think you know me?! You don't know shit!" He stepped towards her, pissed off and taking it out on the only person anywhere near him. "You're just a spoiled rotten heiress who feels like sticking her nose into other people's buisness to get some kicks!"

Tears glazed over Hinata's eyes, but she didn't lose her fighting spirit. "What have I ever done to you?!" she shouted at him, "I know the life you're living now isn't easy, but you have no right to treat me like... like... I don't even know!"

"Exactly!" Gaara stepped closer to her until he was less than a foot away, "You don't know! You don't anything! You don't know about my life or my parents or my home or my past or anything! So just stay out of it!" His insides were churning. How could he be saying such nasty things to such a simple and sweet girl?

She was done. This was enough. With an amount of courage she didn't even know she had, Hinata stepped forward and got right in his face. "Gaara Sabaku," she snapped, "Sophomore at HLABS. 16 years of age. 166 cm, 51 kg. 4.0 average. Birthday: January 19th. Mother: Karura Saburo, HLABS Sophomore World History teacher. Father: Masahiko Shimizu, the school's Headmaster. Though neither of them are very important to you since they abandoned you and made your Uncle, Yashamaru Saburo take care of you."

Gaara stepped back in shock, "How do you know all this?"

Hinata was breathing heavily. Thoroughly pissed off for the first time in a long time. "That is none of your business!" she told him.

"How is it not?" he shouted at her.

"UGH!" Hinata threw her hands in the air and whirled away from him, "You're infuriating!"

Gaara chased after her, shouting, "I'm infuriating? You come out here, with no idea why, then spit a bunch of facts at me that you're not supposed to know, and now you're running off!"

Hinata stopped in her tracks and turned back, where he nearly crashed into her. "I'm running off because you obviously don't want to listen to what I have to say!" she screamed.

"And what are you trying to say?!"

"I don't know!!!" she shouted, stretching out the 'o' in 'know' longer than it needed to go, "Talking to you is like talking to a raccoon! The longer I stand here, the more you start scratching and biting for no reason at all!" Her nostrils flared as she tried to calm her breathing, and she eyed him angrily, "And you probably have rabies, too."

Gaara stared at her. And then... he did something he hadn't done in a while...

He laughed.

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I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

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Gaara was a laughing fit. He slapped one hand over his mouth, and the other he used to clutch his stomach. Eventually, Hinata giggled, then laughed along with him.

"You-" Gaara tried to say, but his laughing wouldn't cease, "You're pretty funny."

Hinata stiffled her giggling as best she could. "You're insane, you know that?" she informed him.

"I've been told many a time that I am, yes," he replied. "But what were we even fighting about?" he asked.

"Your likeness to a raccoon," Hinata teased.

Gaara smirked, "Funny... I was always told I was more of a Panda."

Hinata looked him up and down, "Yeah, I can see that."

The two of them chuckled together. Gaara shook his head at the... yeah, okay, he had to admit it... adorable girl in front of him

"But really, Gaara," Hinata's voice went smallish. She had lost her momentum and was growing more and more nervous by the second. "I know what you're going through," she whispered, "in my own way."

She what now? </u> Shukaku suddenly emerged from the deeper recesses of Gaara's mind.

Shut up! Gaara snapped.

What is she talking about? </u>

What makes you think I know?

"What do you mean?" Gaara asked finally.

Hinata took a deep breath. "I get that your upset because your father abandoned you," she explained, "And that now you have to deal with him on a regular basis." She took a step towards him, so she was only a couple inches away, "Your upbringing was hard, and that's made you the cold and withdrawled person you are." Ever so hesitantly, she raised a hand up and touched his cheek with the tips of her fingers, feeling him flinch slightly under her touch. "B-But you're not cold, or withdrawled are you, Gaara?" she asked him, "Or at least, you don't want to be."

Gaara's eyes widened, What is she trying to say?

She smiled at the questioning look in his eye, and pulled her hand away from his cheek. For some unknown reason, Gaara's head moved with her hand the first inch, as if wanting it to stay on his skin.

"You're hiding, Gaara," she told him, "Just like I've hidden my life from everyone around me behind being shy and disconnected... You're hiding behind a wall of anger and self protection."

Gaara opened his mouth to say something. Maybe tell her she was wrong. But the words dried up in his throat, and he shut his mouth so as not to sound like an idiot.

Hinata turned away from him halfway. "I know what it's like to have a father who's so important to the rest of the world, he's not important to you in the least," she closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again, "I try my best everyday to prove to my father that i"m worth something, and still he sees nothing in me."

She turned the rest of the way away from him and started walking back to the teachers dorms. "Fathers suck, Gaara," she told him over her shoulder, "Get over yourself."

Stop her you moron!

Why?

Because you owe me.

Damn.
"Hyuuga."

Hinata stopped and gave him a sideways glance backwards, capturing him in those clouded eyes of hers.

"How did you know?" he asked the only thing he could think of.

"That your father is the Headmaster?" she clarified, a smile playing at the ends of her lips, "Hm... Right question. Wrong time." And she began walking again.

Wow, </u> Shukaku commented, That's one hell of a girl.

So it would seem.

Did she really tell you to get over yourself before?

Yep.

That's pretty hardcore... for her...

Yep.

And you're just gonna take that from her?

Yep.

You like her, don't you?

. . . yep.

Good for you.

Shut up.

Hey, I like her too.

I would kill us both before I let you lay even a FINGER on ANY of the girls in this school.

Ooo... Touchy.

SHUT UP!

Okay, okay, jeez. Oh, and by the way, THAT didn't count. You still owe me.

I -

No arguing. You owe me.

Damn.


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Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh

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The song for this one is "Viva La Vida" by Coldplay.
It's one of my favorites, and I was totally excited to finally use it.

I think I love this chapter.
I know a lot of you think it's kind of out of character at the end, but you have to see it through my eyes to know why I wrote it this way.
Hinata wrote the HLABS guide. She works in the library. She's the wallflower who observes everything around her. SHE KNOWS ALL!!!
And don't you think that lonesome little Gaara, who no one has ever wanted to take the time to get to know would get a little caught off guard by all that Hinata knows, that he's been trying so hard to hide behind a wall?

YES! GAARA'S PARENTS ARE ALIVE!
(BUT THOSE ARE NOT THEIR REAL NAMES!)
I JUST HAD TO!
YOU'LL SEE WHY IN LATER CHAPTERS!

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Scratch that. In their circle of friends, Neji is not the all knowing one, but Hinata is!!!!! O.O