This had all started out as a game, just a stupid way to cure boredom, as Gaara spent most of his time alone, occasionally going out with his friend, Naruto.. though, the last bit of it, Naruto would always drag Hinata along, his new girlfriend.. and Gaara were forced to watch the two of them being all.. lovey dovey. It weren’t that he entirely minded, he weren’t angry.. but more, curious, to love. Somehow, this curiosity had sent him onto dating sites and such.. but to use his own photos?.. no, Gaara weren’t confident enough to do that. Therefore, he used photos of a sensei at his old academy.. and after sometime.. he came across Kakashi..
Gaara hadn’t planned for things to get so far.. but Kakashi, he were different than the other’s. His way of talking, his photos.. he were a beautiful man, the type that would take your breath away.. his words could be so sweet, yet so blunt and mysterious.. and Gaara loved it, every moment of it, before long he were actually collecting feelings for the other, and he had no way of stopping it.. though, he knew it were wrong, he didn’t feel he could ever come clean about the truth, that he weren’t the man in the photos.. these thoughts crossing his mind, as he reads over Kakashi’s message, ‘I do hope to meet you soon.’ and Gaara thinks up his respond, contemplating.. as his fingers slowly move across his phone screen, Gaara replies, ‘I could only hope as well..’